#one of their buddies was like 'cry about it chara is a girl!'

[acerikus]

Just saw someone saying 'chara is a girl because [they*] look like me and I'm a girl :)' after I gently let them know chara's pronouns and I just 🤦🤦🤦🤦

That's not. How that works. There's no specific nonbinary look and knowingly misgendering somebody based on their appearance is transphobia, there's nothing to debate. I'll politely correct somebody if I think they're genuinely just clueless but if they double down, they have no reading comprehension and have nothing worthwhile to say at all lol

Anyway, if you knowingly misgender any characters who use they/them then fuck you, I'm coming for your kneecaps ❤️

*they used she/her every time they brought them up bc ofc they did lol

[lunaekalenda]

genshin dads! -> part one! part two here

• just some parent fluff for some genshin chara! feat. Xiao, Itto, Kazuha and Diluc! mentions of husband because that way i kill both the husband and the dad brainrot lmao

Xiao

at first, he was even scared to hold the twins. but now, they're such a daddy's girls, and he puts his daughters before anything.

their gestures are so similar to their dad's that you're starting to worry about them converting into mini-Xiaos. they chew with the same calm he does, they have that same way of looking at something with curiosity and interest, and they, for real, inherited their father's energy.

they go nowhere without their dad, and the way the three of you miss him whenever he has to leave for work changes into a lot of kisses and tears the moment he arrives.

"Dad is here!" the little twin says, near the main door, hearing your husband's quiet and silent steps. You're amazed by the thin ear of your daughter, capable of hearing even the silent and measured steps of their dad. The other twin jumps with excitement when she hears what her sister said.

"Is it true, dad came back?" before you can even answer, the main door opens, revealing your husband. His face shows tiredness, and his body seems about to faint, but he manages to close the door and smile to the three of you, kneeling on the floor to let your twins hug him and kiss his cheeks.

"Hi, my treasures." he says, quiet and serene voice as he hugs the girls back under your attentive gaze. He smiles to you from above one of the twin's shoulders. "Hello, love."

"Dad, we missed you so much." one of the twins cries, taking her black hair away from her little face, as the other one starts to pout when she sees her sister crying.

"I missed the three of you so much too, honey." he lets them cry on his shoulders, as his hands caress their tiny backs and she tries to calm the hiccups one of them got. Looking from the corridor, you can't help but smile to your family. You feel way too grateful to have them.

Itto

the baby looks way too tiny on his big hands, and you could never get used to it, even when it's the second newborn your husband holds.

your older son wants to be like his dad, and honestly, the tiny horns that appear in between his messy hair are nothing more than a prediction of the way he inherited all the arataki things he could.

the baby, on other hand, seems to be calm and serene, what can easily change whenever she learns how to walk and to follow her big brother up on trees and exploring under rocks.

"Dad, look, there's a bird up on that tree! Should we help him? He seems stuck!" It's true that, in one of Inazuma's pretty cherry blossoms, a blue bird was stuck with one of it's poor wings between two sticks. You felt bad for the birdie, but you couldn't let your son climb that blossom and risk himself to loose all his baby tooth in one hit. You look around, fixating your gaze on two soldiers that walk around behind you.

"Oh, it's true. We should go and tell someone from the..." your husband's deep voice interrupts you.

"More to the left, buddy, put your arm on that... Exactly, very good!" You turn around, with your daughter between your arms, who claps and cheers on her brother, that climbs the tree way faster than the last time you caught him doing it. Your gaze slowly moves until it stops on Itto's back, giving instructions to your son.

"Itto, I think we've talked enough about letting the kids climb trees, didn't we?" Your husband turns around, giving you a big smile and a quick peck before putting his eyes on your son again.

"No worry, baby, I have him on sight. He has a good technic, and, if he falls, I'll be here to get him and cheer on him to stand up. That's what dads do, isn't it?" with a quick gaze again, and a wink, he goes back to the cheering and the instructions, but you notice how he moves around the tree with your son, always ready to catch him and not let him get hurt. With a sigh, you boop your baby's nose, making her laugh. He might encourage them to to all this things, but he always have their backs. Before you can realize, you're smiling.

"He's really the best dad for you two, after all."

Kazuha

your child has definitely inherited your husband's calm and soft character.

she loves to hear her dad's poetry, and most of the time, she's eager enough to identify that he's writing about you, about her, or about both.

she draws so beautifully that it isn't the first time she has illustrated some books on the Liyue Editorial, and also, her dad's poems.

she likes to sit outside, hearing the wind and drawing, specially whenever his dad has to go back to Inazuma.

"She's outside, and she will probably love to see you came back earlier." leaving a kiss on your lips, Kazuha puts his katana and little luggage on the nearest sofa, walking towards your house's terrace, with you behind him. And there she is, sitting on her usual place, with her blonde hair braided and the red lock standing out of the hairstyle. She has one of the brushes you bough for her on her birthday, and a little ink bowl rests next to her hands. You don't know what she's drawing, but you're sure that the wind has inspired her. You find beautiful how dad and daughter had find such a curious but lovely way to always remember each other.

She desires to visit Inazuma, the place where her dad grew up, and were he took you when he decided to travel all Teyvat by your side, and it's not the first time you've caught her painting those landscapes she only knows by hearing. You would love to take her there, but Kazuha has told you about the current politic situation that they all try to end as soon as possible.

He puts his hand softly on the top of her hair as a silent salute, trying not to bother her, but indicating that he's gonna sit by her side. Their interactions are always calm and soft, they never yell, they always try their best to understand the other. She shows him the piece she has been working on: a beautiful landscape of Liyue, as it can be seen from your terrace, extremely detailed andrattle o all made with ink. Kazuha calls you, so you're sitting by his side.

"I've bought some presents for you on my trip to Inazuma." he takes a little bag from his pocket. Your hand is the first one he takes, leaving a cherry blossom earring that shines with the little sunlight left before the night enters in Liyue. It's beautiful, and you can help but smile and hug your husband. Once you part, you look expectingly to the bag on his hands. It's way bigger, and you smile when you realize what it might contain.

"Is it a Kimono? From Inazuma?" she says, taking the cloth out for you to see it. You smile at your husband with a little nod, as he looks at you.

"We're visiting Inazuma this spring. The three of us."

You daughter looks at you, as if she is searching confrimation from you. You take a red lock away from her eyes.

"And don't forget your brushes. You will surely want to paint the cherry blossoms, hm?"

Diluc

Diluc was attentive before, but it's another world with the two kids now.

he's always there for them, he helps with everything that concerns raising them and making them good humans for the future.

he's the most lovely and tender dad ever, and your children adore him as much as he adores them.

"Wait here, I'll go." your husband whispers on your ear before kissing your cheek, and a second before, your bed feels cold without his body cuddling yours. He always hears the kids before you, and it sometimes makes you feel bad, but he always reassures you.

"I wake up with the sound of a fly, and you're tired. It's alright since, most of the times, it's just a little sound, not even screaming or crying."

And it's true, he identifies fast what the sound was: the pacifier falling from your little girl's cradle, your son moving on the bed with the rattle on his hands, a soft sneeze or a tiny kick against the wooden surface of the bed. Even when he knows none of those sounds mean danger, he prefers to check personally what is happening on the little kids' room, walking silently towards there, messy scarlet hair up on a bun and sleepy eyes scanning the cradles once he's there. But he gets surprised when he finds your son, that took his favorite blanket with him and sat on his little sister's cradle, hugging her wet face as she keeps sucking on the pacifier, hiccups attacking her.

"Dad, I didn't want to wake you..." the kid says, and Diluc takes the little girl on his arms, calming her. "I... I thought that if I helped her the way you help me, she would stop crying because of the nightmare, so I gave her the blanket and sit with her to fight against the monsters of the nightmare."

Diluc's expression softens as he kneels near the cradle, being able to look at his son in the eyes, smiling at him and extremely proud of who he became.

"You're the best big brother she could ask for, and I'm sure she felt way more calm when you went to sleep with her. Dad was tired, so it took a time for me to wake up, but I'm glad you managed the situation this way. Still, you need to sleep, so if it ever happens again, you should call us, alright?"

Diluc tries to sleep the little girl without success, as the girl looks to her brother and stretches her little arms towards him. Diluc sighs and, taking your son in the other arm, he walks again to your bedroom, leaving both of them in the big space that the bed leaves, and lying on the other corner. The sudden contact of your daughter's cold little feet wakes you, turning around to face both of them there, cuddling next to you and hugging their dad. You fall asleep again with a smile.

[woomeme-land]

Ummm uhhh lemme ramble about my dead children and teenagers thank you very much

For starters they all come from the same village with a heavy anti-monster sentiment. It's not EVERY village who has this sentiment, just that particular village. Also it has some cult mentality in there

Under cut lol

Carmine Schmidt/Chara Dreemurr

Hope

Born Oct 31

9 at fall, 12 at death

AMAB NB | They/Them

Was considered 'cursed' therefore outcasted and picked on a lot

Liliana would constantly talk with (TO) them, talking about the Bible and try and 'cure' Chara of their curse

It only pissed them off and made them hate religion

Sometimes hung out with Liliana, Brooklyn, Jacklyn, Shannon, and Damien (they hated that.)

Went to the mountain to disappear and fell

We all know what happens next

Good intentions, horrible execution of plan

Trust them buttercup poisoning is an awful way to go

'Humans are dangerous and awful and shouldn't be trusted.'

Liliana Hernandez Garcia

Perseverance

Born Dec 24

11-13 at death

Cis girl | She/They

Raised in Catholic household

Friends with Brooklyn, Jacklyn, Shannon (Lyric's mother) and Damien (Lyric's father). They also considered Chara a friend (it was not reciprocated)

Stood up for Shannon when she was being bullied

Saw Asriel carry Chara's body and went to Mount Ebott for answers like three days later girlie are you stupid

Did a Very Rude Pacifist (wanted answers, not get all buddy-buddy with 'demons')

Brutally killed by a Royal Guard in Waterfall

Their death is what prompted Tori to leave

Love thy neighbor until you're a monster then it's just Keep Yourself Safe

'Monsters are Ontologically Evil™ beasts' (doesn't actually know what ontologically evil means)

Brooklyn Jackson

Kindness

Born May 2

11-13 at death

AMAB NB | They/Them

Parents weren't all that great but their aunt and uncle were amazing

Pretty damn vegan

Was out of town the week Asriel came and Liliana went to Ebott so they were shocked to hear what happened

Went to Mount Ebott to collect herbs and try take their mind off of Liliana and Chara's disappearances

Did a Neutral (somebody (I mean somebodies) had to die)

Got heat stroke trying to outrun the Guard and died

Secretly agrees with Liliana's radical anti-monster sentiment (would never say it out loud)

Wants to forgive, forget and move on but finds it hard to

'Monsters... Are really something. (they're beasts).'

Jacklyn McBean

Bravery

Born Aug 18

12-14 at death

Gender means nothing to this bitch but They/She

Just appeared one day and never left

Orphan up until age 10 they were adapted by this widowed man

Behavioral problems that were temporarily dealt with

Joined Da Squad somewhere around 4-5???

Okay okay either they were sent up to Ebott by the leader to 'put the demons in their place' or just randomly went up there

Either way she was incredibly reckless and hostile

28 killed, 14 injured

Either a Merciless Neutral or Aborted Genocide

Either way they got humbled halfway through Waterfall and decided to lay low

Got to Hotland and fought the gaurds with little to no healing items

Dumbass

'Monsters suck n all but I ain't better dan dem.'

Amari Chandler

Patience

Born Jan 28

10-12 at death

Cis guy | He/They

MAMA'S BOYYYYYYYYYYY

Friends with Lyric and Clover (besties)

Wanted to be a swordfighta

Found Chara's locket and dagger in the Ruins (the annoying dog happened) and replaced the ribbon and toy knife with those

Didn't really trust Toriel but stuck around the Ruins for almost a week before homesickness came in

Tried to betrayal kill Toriel, obviously failed because she's still alive

Bit of prick energy

Can cry on demand

Any monster who approached got the betrayal kill treatment

Just pretend to be this weak lil kid that wants to be left alone, and strike when their guard is down

6+ betrayal kills

Anyone else who just wants to chat was spared

Got to Asgore

Asked to leave

Nope.jpg

'They're demons. That's all they gonna be to me.' (Doesn't actually believe this, does he?)

Michelle 'Lyric' Chapman-Roffe

Integrity

Born April 18

12-15 at death

AFAB Librafeminine | They/He/She

For some reason, people really hate their entire family

Inherited Ma's birthmark, which people considered a Devil's Mark

Her older brother have unspecified developmental disorders

~~lyric autistic???~~~

Anyways people really hated the family

Well, save for a select few

Amari and Clover were, and still are, his besties

Daddy's Kid

Was pretty distraught at Amari being declared missing and later declared dead

Met this old widow who happened to be a former ballet instructor that's still in touch with plenty of her students

Free/reduced cost private ballet lessons

Shit went downhill tho

Old widow dies, ballet instructor forced to move away, Amari going missing, people hating the fam more

Despite his family and Clover's best efforts, their mental well-being continued to deteriorate

Until it became too much.

He went to Ebott and saw the hole and purposely fell in

They just randomly blurted out their name was Lyric when they met Goat Ma and she stuck with it

Toriel was friendly, too friendly in Lyric's eyes. Probably planning on eating them.

Explored the Ruins, trying to learn more about the place, fell into a bunch of dirt and ashes that refused to come off.

Anyways they managed to find an exit and entered Snowdin

Uh oh.png

Some monsters managed to recognize Lyric as human and saw the ashes + dirt that looked too similar to monster dust and assumed he killed someone because the results and pain of Jacklyn and Amari's actions were still fresh

Lyric tried to explain but it fell on deaf ears

Eventually one of them blurts out the whole 'Get seven human souls to shatter the barrier and destroy humanity' thing

That sets them off.

If treating these demons the way she wants to be treated isn't working, then he'll have to treat them as they treat her.

As enemies.

6 of them were killed, seven injured, the other three retreated.

The ruckus brought in a couple witnesses tho

All they saw was a human attacking a bunch of 'innocent' monsters and sounded the alarm

Couple minutes and tons of walking later Lyric eventually breaks down into tears, homesick, stressed, injured, mourning the loss of one of their dearest friends, the sort.

Dalv heard the crying and... Due to the fuckin snowstorm (and that he's bit of a dummy dum dum (affectionate)) couldn't make her out to be human

So he slowly approaches, using his magic to try and console them

It only triggers their fight or flight response and they chose fight

Kicks him in the vampballs

Goes on a tearful rant on how all monsters are the same

Dalv realizes that this is a stressed out child and not some mindless killing machine and tries to talk them down

Lyric isn't fucking having it and prepares to attack again (most likely because he's assuming Dalv is just trying to trick them)

Kanako jumps in, tries to deescalate the situation

Lyric realizes that they attacked an innocent person, in front of a child no less.

Gives the two some cinnamon bunnies, apologizes, heads out

We all know what happens next

haha they didn't die instantly to axis

Took a bit

Dalv had the misfortune of witnessing it

Yada yada yada chujin was a fuckin idiot bla bla bla Ceroba fucks up, ye ye ye soul released

'I'm not a big fan of monsters. At all.'

Alexander 'Clover' Armstrong

Justice

Born Feb 25

9-11 at death

AMAB Demigender | They/She/He

Has elements from UTY but with some deviations

First of all her parents weren't comically abusive but were horrible for each other and thus were horrible for them

Also lived in a worn down home on the outskirts

Had an older half sister Alexandra, or Ivy (Totally not from Undertale Ivy's Justice no) that went missing one day (not on Mount Ebott mind you)

Ma n pa stopped talking about her like she never existed

Anyway both parents were trying to turn Clover against each other

And they almost grew up too fast

Met Lyric and Amari and instantly got attached

The Chandlers and the Chapman-Roffes were more like family to him

Cowboy obsession

Fake southern accent

Amari went missing, they cried. Lyric went missing, they cried.

Where were they?

Are they ever gonna come back?

Where did they go?

To Mount Ebott.

So did several others.

Clover got tired of waiting and set off

First deviation is that they're more dead set on their mission and don't stay with Tori... That often.

Sometimes they found the Echo Flower containing Lyric's last words

Sometimes it's bits of their body rotting somewhere (don't ask)

Waterfall was the farthest they got before The Fuckin Flower intervened.

Classic UTY shit

Then the Petalled Bastard told Clover that Asgore has dat soul collection goin

They're pissed off because that must include the souls of their BEST FRIENDS!!!

You'd think that she'd go full Vengeance at that point but...

He surprisingly doesn't.

Most of the UTY shit happens but when she spared Ceroba, she said she's going to the damn castle anyway.

The gang try to talk him outta it but Gunhat serious as all hell

Ain't no way Asgore finna get away with killing (or ordering the killing of) their besties

Over their dead body.

Oh yeah clover fuckin dies to the GOAT

Martlet asks Asgore for Clover's gun n hat and Asgore obliges

The funeral happens

'Well Ah'll say, them monsters are a colorful bunch. Still really hate Asgore though.'

Freya 'Frisk' Sanders

Willpower, Determination, whatever

Born Nov 7

7-9 throughout the whole thing

AFAB Neutrois | Doesn't care about pronouns they mean nothing to Frisk

Actually scared of everything that's going on

That bored expression is just a front they're scared and wanna go home

Sans talking about how great of a job he did protecting them... most likely sarcasm, right?

Then he basically threatened them... And brushed it off as a joke.

What the fu-

Anyways they did an Extermination Route next reset because they're mad... Up until Papyrus which they spared. Still killed Undyne and a ton of others tho

Snas judgement, Asgore fight, Flowey absorbs the souls, reset.

Frisk figured that mass homicide wasn't a good idea and does True Pacifist

I got places to go -> I want absolutely nothing to do with... A lot of you. Some of you are fine.

Remember kids mass homicide doesn't solve shit

Sorry about making most of them racist I got this idea from a bloke from reddit and I liked it

[thethingaboutdeath]

Ummm uhhh lemme ramble about my dead children and teenagers thank you very much

For starters they all come from the same village with a heavy anti-monster sentiment. It's not EVERY village who has this sentiment, just that particular village. Also it has some cult mentality in there

Under cut lol

Carmine Schmidt/Chara Dreemurr

Hope

Born Oct 31

9 at fall, 12 at death

AMAB NB | They/Them

Was considered 'cursed' therefore outcasted and picked on a lot

Liliana would constantly talk with (TO) them, talking about the Bible and try and 'cure' Chara of their curse

It only pissed them off and made them hate religion

Sometimes hung out with Liliana, Brooklyn, Jacklyn, Shannon, and Damien (they hated that.)

Went to the mountain to disappear and fell

We all know what happens next

Good intentions, horrible execution of plan

Trust them buttercup poisoning is an awful way to go

'Humans are dangerous and awful and shouldn't be trusted.'

Liliana Hernandez Garcia

Perseverance

Born Dec 24

11-13 at death

Cis girl | She/They

Raised in Catholic household

Friends with Brooklyn, Jacklyn, Shannon (Lyric's mother) and Damien (Lyric's father). They also considered Chara a friend (it was not reciprocated)

Stood up for Shannon when she was being bullied

Saw Asriel carry Chara's body and went to Mount Ebott for answers like three days later girlie are you stupid

Did a Very Rude Pacifist (wanted answers, not get all buddy-buddy with 'demons')

Brutally killed by a Royal Guard in Waterfall

Their death is what prompted Tori to leave

'Monsters are Ontologically Evil™ beasts' (doesn't actually know what ontologically evil means'

Brooklyn Jackson

Kindness

Born May 2

11-13 at death

AMAB NB | They/Them

Parents weren't all that great but their aunt and uncle were amazing

Pretty damn vegan

Was out of town the week Asriel came and Liliana went to Ebott so they were shocked to hear what happened

Went to Mount Ebott to collect herbs and try take their mind off of Liliana and Chara's disappearances

Did a Neutral (somebody (I mean somebodies) had to die)

Got heat stroke trying to outrun the Guard and died

Secretly agrees with Liliana's radical anti-monster sentiment (would never say it out loud)

'Monsters... Are something (Fucking beasts).'

Jacklyn McBean

Bravery

Born Aug 18

12-14 at death

Gender means nothing to this bitch but They/She

Just appeared one day and never left

Orphan up until age 10 they were adapted by this widowed man

Behavioral problems that were temporarily dealt with

Joined Da Squad somewhere around 4-5???

Okay okay either they were sent up to Ebott by the leader to 'put the demons in their place' or just randomly went up there

Either way she was incredibly reckless and hostile

28 killed, 14 injured

Either a Merciless Neutral or Aborted Genocide

Either way they got humbled halfway through Waterfall and decided to lay low

Got to Hotland and fought the gaurds with little to no healing items

Dumbass

'Monsters suck n all but I ain't better dan dem.'

Amari Chandler

Patience

Born Jan 28

10-12 at death

Cis guy | He/They

MAMA'S BOYYYYYYYYYYY

Friends with Lyric and Clover (besties)

Wanted to be a swordfighta

Found Chara's locket and dagger in the Ruins (the annoying dog happened) and replaced the ribbon and toy knife with those

Didn't really trust Toriel but stuck around the Ruins for almost a week before homesickness came in

Tried to betrayal kill Toriel, obviously failed because she's still alive

Bit of prick energy

Can cry on demand

Any monster who approached got the betrayal kill treatment

Just pretend to be this weak lil kid that wants to be left alone, and strike when their guard is down

6+ betrayal kills

Anyone else who just wants to chat was spared

Got to Asgore

Asked to leave

Nope.jpg

'They're demons. That's all they gonna be to me.' (Doesn't actually believe this, does he?)

Michelle 'Lyric' Chapman-Roffe

Integrity

Born April 18

12-15 at death

AFAB Librafeminine | They/He/She

For some reason, people really hate their entire family

Inherited Ma's birthmark, which people considered a Devil's Mark

Her older brother have unspecified developmental disorders

~~lyric autistic???~~~

Anyways people really hated the family

Well, save for a select few

Amari and Clover were, and still are, his besties

Daddy's Kid

Was pretty distraught at Amari being declared missing and later declared dead

Met this old widow who happened to be a former ballet instructor that's still in touch with plenty of her students

Free/reduced cost private ballet lessons

Shit went downhill tho

Old widow dies, ballet instructor forced to move away, Amari going missing, people hating the fam more

Despite his family and Clover's best efforts, their mental well-being continued to deteriorate

Until it became too much.

He went to Ebott and saw the hole and purposely fell in

They just randomly blurted out their name was Lyric when they met Goat Ma and she stuck with it

Toriel was friendly, too friendly in Lyric's eyes. Probably planning on eating them.

Explored the Ruins, trying to learn more about the place, fell into a bunch of dirt and ashes that refused to come off.

Anyways they managed to find an exit and entered Snowdin

Uh oh.png

Some monsters managed to recognize Lyric as human and saw the ashes + dirt that looked too similar to monster dust and assumed he killed someone because the results and pain of Jacklyn and Amari's actions were still fresh

Lyric tried to explain but it fell on deaf ears

Eventually one of them blurts out the whole 'Get seven human souls to shatter the barrier and destroy humanity' thing

That sets them off.

If treating these demons the way she wants to be treated isn't working, then he'll have to treat them as they treat her.

As enemies.

6 of them were killed, seven injured, the other three retreated.

The ruckus brought in a couple witnesses tho

All they saw was a human attacking a bunch of 'innocent' monsters and sounded the alarm

Couple minutes and tons of walking later Lyric eventually breaks down into tears, homesick, stressed, injured, mourning the loss of one of their dearest friends, the sort.

Dalv heard the crying and... Due to the fuckin snowstorm (and that he's bit of a dummy dum dum (affectionate)) couldn't make her out to be human

So he slowly approaches, using his magic to try and console them

It only triggers their fight or flight response and they chose fight

Kicks him in the vampballs

Goes on a tearful rant on how all monsters are the same

Dalv realizes that this is a stressed out child and not some mindless killing machine and tries to talk them down

Lyric isn't fucking having it and prepares to attack again (most likely because he's assuming Dalv is just trying to trick them)

Kanako jumps in, tries to deescalate the situation

Lyric realizes that they attacked an innocent person, in front of a child no less.

Gives the two some cinnamon bunnies, apologizes, heads out

We all know what happens next

haha they didn't die instantly to axis

Took a bit

Dalv had the misfortune of witnessing it

Yada yada yada chujin was a fuckin idiot bla bla bla Ceroba fucks up, ye ye ye soul released

'I'm not a big fan of monsters. At all.'

Alexander 'Clover' Armstrong

Justice

Born Feb 25

9-11 at death

AMAB Demigender | They/She/He

Has elements from UTY but with some deviations

First of all her parents weren't comically abusive but were horrible for each other and thus were horrible for them

Also lived in a worn down home on the outskirts

Had an older half sister Alexandra, or Ivy (Totally not from Undertale Ivy's Justice no) that went missing one day (not on Mount Ebott mind you)

Ma n pa stopped talking about her like she never existed

Anyway both parents were trying to turn Clover against each other

And they almost grew up too fast

Met Lyric and Amari and instantly got attached

The Chandlers and the Chapman-Roffes were more like family to him

Cowboy obsession

Fake southern accent

Amari went missing, they cried. Lyric went missing, they cried.

Where were they?

Are they ever gonna come back?

Where did they go?

To Mount Ebott.

So did several others.

Clover got tired of waiting and set off

First deviation is that they're more dead set on their mission and don't stay with Tori... That often.

Sometimes they found the Echo Flower containing Lyric's last words

Sometimes it's bits of their body rotting somewhere (don't ask)

Waterfall was the farthest they got before The Fuckin Flower intervened.

Classic UTY shit

Then the Petalled Bastard told Clover that Asgore has dat soul collection goin

They're pissed off because that must include the souls of their BEST FRIENDS!!!

You'd think that she'd go full Vengeance at that point but...

He surprisingly doesn't.

Most of the UTY shit happens but when she spared Ceroba, she said she's going to the damn castle anyway.

The gang try to talk him outta it but Gunhat serious as all hell

Ain't no way Asgore finna get away with killing (or ordering the killing of) their besties

Over their dead body.

Oh yeah clover fuckin dies to the GOAT

Martlet asks Asgore for Clover's gun n hat and Asgore obliges

The funeral happens

'Well Ah'll say, them monsters are a colorful bunch. Still really hate Asgore though.'

Freya 'Frisk' Sanders

Willpower, Determination, whatever

Born Nov 7

7-9 throughout the whole thing

AFAB Neutrois | Doesn't care about pronouns they mean nothing to Frisk

Actually scared of everything that's going on

That bored expression is just a front they're scared and wanna go home

Sans talking about how great of a job he did protecting them... most likely sarcasm, right?

Then he basically threatened them... And brushed it off as a joke.

What the fu-

Anyways they did an Extermination Route next reset because they're mad... Up until Papyrus which they spared. Still killed Undyne tho

Snas judgement, Asgore fight, Flowey absorbs the souls, reset.

Frisk figured that mass homicide wasn't a good idea and does True Pacifist

I got places to go -> I want absolutely nothing to do with... A lot of you. Some of you are fine.

Remember kids mass homicide doesn't solve shit

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Name the Fallen Human.

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Darkness. All she could see was darkness. The girl's thoughts were fuzzy and muddled, all a blur in her head. Then, in an instant, the memories came flooding back. She remembered where she was, and what she was doing. Her eyes flew open in an instant. Her beautiful pink and red eyes. Her right eye was a beautiful sunset pink, and her left eye was a bright ruby red. She was generally short, at around five feet and three inches tall. She had lightly tanned skin and slight rosy cheeks, and semi long wavy dirty blonde hair. She wore a sleeveless light pink, almost peach turtleneck sweater, a hot pink fluffy jacket over the sweater, a short skirt that was a lighter pink than her jacket, but not her sweater, that sat on her hips with a white band to separate itself from her sweater, brown boots, and black tights, as well as white, slightly cartoonish gloves on her hands. She was lying on the ground, on top of a bed of golden flowers, likely buttercups. Her entire body ached, but luckily, no bones were broken. She looked around, and saw a child next to her, younger than her, but not by much. They had goldenrod skin, short, messily cut brown hair, narrowed eyes, a rather blank expression, and were a bit shorter than her. They were wearing a light blue sweater with two pink stripes in the middle, brown shorts, black leggings underneath, dark brown shoes, and lastly, a bandaid on their cheek. She slowly stood up, her joints letting out small pops as she did so, stretching a little to help the aches. She crouched down next to the child, prodding them on their shoulder.

"Hey, are you alright?" She asked, sounding genuinely worried. Then, the child moved, and they looked at her. Their narrowed eyes widened a touch, but not by much. They cocked their head in confusion, and sat up. They pointed at the large hole above them, where sunlight was shining through, and then pointed at her, cocking their head again. "Did I fall with you?" She asked. The child nodded. "Ah. Yeah, I'm pretty sure I did." She replied, reaching her hand forward. The child grabbed her hand, and the girl helped them up, now off of the flower bed. "What's your name?" She asked them. They took a small breath. "Frisk." They replied, their voice soft. Their voice could've been female or male, either way, she couldn't tell the difference. Frisk then pointed at the girl. "My name?" Frisk nodded. "My name is Pink." Pink replied, a smile on her face. Pink looked around, taking in the sights of the cave they were in. She looked at the flower bed to inspect it. "A flower bed of buttercups. Looks like it broke your fall." Pink did not flinch at the sudden voice in her head. She knew who it was, clear as day. Chara. She paid them no mind, but was sure that they knew she was aware of them. Then, Frisk pointed at a hallway in the cavern they were in. "You want to go over there?" Pink asked. Frisk shook their head, and pointed at themselves, then at Pink, then back at the hallway. "You want us both to move on?" Frisk nodded, putting their fists at their hips. "Alright then." Pink answered, smiling a bit.

She and Frisk walked forward, and into the hallway. They walked into another cave, of which had a patch of grass in the middle, along with a flower. The flower looked like a buttercup, with six large petals across the head, and a green stem. But one thing was different about the flower. It had a face. Frisk and Pink both walked a bit closer, when the flower began to speak.

"Howdy! I'm Flowey! Flowey the flower!" His voice was filled to the brim with sickening sweetness, feeling almost forced. "You two are new to the underground, aren't ya? Golly, the both of you must be so confused!" Flowey spoke, a friendly smile on his face. "Someone should really teach you how things work down here! I guess little ol' me will have to do!" Flowey remarked, smiling brightly, though not with his teeth. Pink could see tiny little fangs protruding from his mouth, and his eyes held a faint glimmer of red. "Ready? Here we go!" Then, with a flash of light, a red heart appeared on Frisk's chest. Pink felt a warmth on her own chest, and looked down to see a heart on her own, except it was different from Frisk's. Half of it was red, the other pink. "See those hearts? Those are your SOULS, the very culmination of your beings!" Flowey explained, looking intently at the two. "SOULS start out weak, but can grow stronger with LV!" Frisk cocked their head in confusion, while Pink continued to stare on. "What's LV stand for? Why, LOVE, of course! You both want some LOVE, don't you? Here, I'll share some with you!" Then, white, almost bullet-like seeds appeared around Flowey. "Down here, LOVE is shared through..." Flowey trailed off, thinking for a moment. "...little white...'friendliness pellets'." Pink didn't like the emphasis he put on them. She knew what would happen if she or Frisk touched them, they would be hurt. "I'll share some with you! Go on, catch as many as you can!" And with that, Flowey flung the pellets at Frisk and Pink. Pink quickly dodged, and pulled Frisk away from them. They let out a small yelp as Pink grabbed them and pulled them away. "...hey buddy, you missed them." Flowey said, his eyes narrowing a bit. "Let's try that again, shall we?" He again flung the pellets at the two, this time a bit faster. Pink dodged the bullets, extremely cautious. Frisk dodged as well, a bit unnerved. "Is this a joke? Are you both brain dead? Run. Into. The. BULLET-" Flowey cut himself off, his eyes going wide. "Err, friendliness pellets!" Knew it. Pink thought, smiling a touch. He sent the bullets at them again, and once more, both of them dodged.

Then, his facial expression quickly soured, his eyes turning pitch black, and his fangs coming extremely prominent. "You know what's going on here, don't you?" Flowey instantly abandoned all of his sickening sweetness, his voice now a growl. "You just wanted to see me suffer." He snarled, his voice growing more and more horrifying by the second. Frisk was standing beside Pink, shaking. Pink was standing strong, hostility burning in her eyes. Then, vines and bullets surrounded the two. "DIE." Flowey shrieked out the word, laughing hysterically as the bullets and vines came closer and closer. Frisk was shaking, and Pink was too. Pink knew what would come next, but she couldn't help be afraid for what was happening now. Then, in an instant, the attacks were gone. Flowey looked confused, when a ball of pure fire flew across the cavern, nailing Flowey in the face. He was knocked away with a cry of surprise and pain.

"What a miserable creature, torturing such poor, innocent youths..." A motherly voice rang out, and someone stepped forward. It was a woman, but something was different about her. She was a goat! An anthropomorphic goat woman. She had snow white fur, long floppy ears on the sides of her head that faded to gray on the ends, small horns on the top of her head, deep scarlet eyes with black eye lashes, fangs protruding on her mouth, large feet and paws, and she was wearing a robe, almost a dress of a sort. It was a bright purple with white sleeves, a white symbol on the chest area, and white lining around it. She was quite tall, looming over Frisk and Pink. She had a kind look in her eyes. "Oh dear, neither of you are hurt, are you?" She walked a bit closer. "I am Toriel, the caretaker of the Ruins."

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[zeclots]

⟨ zoey deutch. cis female. she/her. ⟩ ↪ have you met esther goodwin yet ? this twenty- six year old aquarius has been living in the echo park area for one year. she makes a living as a podcaster, which works for their creative, kind-hearted, scatterbrained, and impulsive nature. burning by maggie rogers is one of esther’s favorite songs, and they’re written by lena, 22, est, n/a. ⟨ 🌅 ⟩  

hello hello hello !! i’m lena, here w my girl esther and also luci (his intro will hopefully be up right after this???), ANYWAY, i’m super excited and i can’t wait to get to know all of u and your muses uwu 

tw: eating disorder mention 

basics: full name: esther emerald goodwin birthday: january 27 (aquarius) hometown: silver city, nm sexuality: bisexual, biromantic positive traits: kind-hearted, accepting, loyal, creative negative traits: impulsive, indecisive, scatterbrained, oversensitive hogwarts house: hufflepuff moral alignment: chaotic good

background: - was born to two hippies in new mexico - her parents were constantly moving around, livin a nomadic lifestyle and bringing their kid with them (but her paternal grandparents own a home and always made sure that esther had a safe place to come back to if she needed it) - her parents never disciplined her and treated her more like a friend, so esther has rly never learned how to be a real adult - her parents pulled her out of schools all the time to travel and go to a new one bc they said that was a better education than actual school - she used to play the bongos on street corners while her mom played a guitar and her dad sang and that’s how she got an allowance, she’s never had an actual job (tgod her grandparents had money and supported her, they adore esther, she’s their only grandchild) - when she was 18, she struck out on her own and started moving around- has lived in, like, 6 different places in the past 8 years- has been in la for 1 year  - tw eating disorder since sophomore year of hs, esther has struggled a lot w her body image; she was in a relationship with a rly shitty guy and she started feeling less and less confident and she fell into patterns of disordered eating; she started seeing a therapist, but she doesn’t see one anymore and she never talks about it even though she sometimes still struggles and purges - N E WAY, heavy stuff over - she spends her days podcasting, ghost hunting (and then podcasting about it), and telling everybody to save the bees - she’s super into climate activism 

personality: - very optimistic, positive person- loves life - not the most intelligent- well, bookwise at least, she knows a lot about the world, she’s survived so far so - participates in activism, is a ‘save the bees’ type bitch and does a lot of environmental/climate activism  - literally has a tattoo of two bees on her wrist - a… meme of a human - bisexual (me? playing a straight chara?? not in this gay lifetime!!) - very sweet - kinda a dumb bitch (me too) - can be quite annoying- very overbearing, wants to be friends w and talk to everyone - very flighty and all over the place, always needs to be moving - also… kinda sensitive, not ashamed of crying - is a ghost hunter for fun and has a podcast where she talks about ghosts and whatever the fuck else she wants - snap decisions?? her brand !! - is a good friend and is always willing to be there for the people she cares about

possible connections: - best friends- give the girl her people, her pals she does stupid shit w and can rely on for anything and everything - exes- esther likes the idea of a relationship, but doesn’t know how to be in a stable one- also ex plots fuel me so ???? plz?? (i also have a wc on main for a more Specific ex if you’re interested *eyes emoji*)  - roommate- another echo park resident???? esther hates living alone  - ghost hunting buddy- give her a podcast co-host thanks - hookups/fwbs- esther is… not smooth, but she is a people person and likes sex so - flirtatious friendship- esther is close enough w this person that she is not a totally awkward human, they just tease one another and flirt constantly  - childhood friends- maybe someone she was friends with when she was young and they stayed in contact after her parents moved them away  - enemies- esther doesn’t ???? hold grudges or hate anyone but ??? she can be too much for some people 

uhhhh SO, that’s about it, lemme go throw up my other intro and let’s get it goin! i’m gonna be at work for most of the day, but i’ll be mobile and i’d love to get chatting n all that good stuff (~: 

[spircling]

[ ZOEY DEUTCH / POLYTROPOS / HEBE / MUSE 21 ] / [ ESTHER GOODWIN ] is a [ TWENTY-ONE ] year old [ ENVIRONMENTAL SCIENCE ] major. [ SHE ] is/are known for being [ CREATIVE & LOYAL ] but [ SCATTERBRAINED & IMPULSIVE ].  when i think of them, i imagine [ OVERSTUFFED SUITCASES, RAMBLING FOR LONGER THAN YOU REALIZED, & LOTS OF EARRINGS ]. and even though they’re a proud HU student now, we all have our roots. theirs run back to them being a [ MHP (AQUA) ] graduate. i asked around and it turns out they [ AREN’T ] an AOP student. in their interview, they managed to woo the admissions team by [ WOWING THEM WITH HER KNOWLEDGE OF GHOSTS AND HAUNTINGS ]. i guess that’s all there is to know! unless… 

uhhh hi hello, i am lena and i am stoked as fuck to be here ! i have ms. esther who is... one of my most precious and chaotic muses- i wrote this mostly at 3am so bear with me, below the cut are some things etc etc, plz love us xoxo 

tw: eating disorder mention 

basics: full name: esther emerald goodwin birthday: january 27 (aquarius) hometown: silver city, nm sexuality: pansexual, panromantic positive traits: kind-hearted, accepting, loyal, creative negative traits: impulsive, indecisive, scatterbrained, oversensitive hogwarts house: hufflepuff moral alignment: chaotic good 

background: - was born to two hippies in new mexico - her parents were constantly moving around, livin a nomadic lifestyle and bringing their kid with them (but her paternal grandparents own a home and always made sure that esther had a safe place to come back to if she needed it bc they are, thankfully, loaded) - her parents NEVER disciplined her and treated her more like a friend, so esther has rly never learned how to be a Real Adult - her parents pulled her out of schools ALL the time to travel and go to a new one bc they said that was a better education than actual school - she used to play the bongos on street corners while her mom played a guitar and her dad sang and that’s how she got an allowance, she’s never had an actual job (tgod her grandparents had money and supported her, they ADORE esther, she’s their only grandchild) - it was only when she got to mhp that she stayed for anywhere longer than a year, it was the first place she got to be long-term - her dad went to mhp and, so, her grandparents were like esther will too and she was like chill, cool, sounds fun  - tw eating disorder since sophomore year of hs, esther has struggled a lot w her body image; she was in a relationship with a rly shitty guy and she started feeling less and less confident and she fell into patterns of disordered eating; she started seeing a therapist, she’s doing a LOT better now, but still struggles sometimes - ANYWAY, heavy stuff over  - esther literally cannot believe that she got into this school and she has to try RLY hard to make good grades bc she’s not just ~naturally~ gifted with academics - she spends her days studying, ghosthunting, and telling everybody to SAVE THE BEES - she wants to use her environmental science degree to basically think of more ways to conserve bees’ habitat and to try and stop climate change, she loves the earth 

personality: - very optimistic, positive person- LOVES life - not the Most intelligent- well, bookwise at least, she knows a lot about the world, she’s survived so far SO - participates in activism, is a ‘save the bees’ type bitch and does a lot of environmental/climate activism- thus why her major is environmental science - literally has a tattoo of two bees on her wrist - a… meme of a human - pansexual (me? playing a straight chara?? not in THIS gay lifetime!!) - very sweet - kinda a Dumb Bitch - can be Quite annoying- very overbearing, wants to be friends w and talk to everyone - very flighty and all over the place, ALWAYS needs to be moving - also… kinda sensitive, not ashamed of crying - is a ghost hunter for fun and has a podcast where she talks about ghosts and whatever the fuck else she wants - snap decisions?? her Brand !! - is a Good Friend and is always willing to be there for the people she cares about - has trust issues and is bad at relationships bc she always snaps into flight mode and peaces tf out bc she is SCARED 

possible connections: - best friends- give the girl her PEOPLE, her pals she does stupid shit w and can rely on for anything and everything - exes- esther likes the idea of a relationship, but doesn’t know how to be in a stable one- also ex plots FUEL me so ???? plz?? - ghost hunting buddy- give her a podcast co-host thanks  - hookups/fwbs- esther is… not smooth, but she is a people person and likes sex SO - flirtatious friendship- esther is close enough w this person that she is NOT a totally awkward human, they just tease one another and flirt constantly  - skeptics- give her someone that doesn’t believe in ghosts- she will try to convince you otherwise At All Times  - enemies- esther doesn’t ???? hold grudges or hate anyone but ??? she can be Too Much for some people 

but, ya know, i’m down for anything!! so give me a like or come find me via ims, discord, or carrier pigeon! xoxo byeeeeee 

[tymki]

Perseverance - Chapter Sixteen

--AISLING-- I leave the call to Asriel and set out in search of my husband. Oh no… I find him by the refreshments, downing a glass. “Hey, woah! Put the wine down, buddy!” He turns to me, blinking back tears. “You know, I had already thought up some names. If we had a boy then he could be Brendan, or Ethan, or Aidan. S-Something with -an at the end… that sounds nice…” I approach him and gently put the glass down. “A-And… if we had a girl, then maybe a name like Lily or Rosie. They could be my little flowers and… and I could watch them… g-grow…” He collapses into sobs. I approach him and hold him close. Damn that Chara, why couldn’t they just let us be happy on our wedding day? “Hey… shh… it’s okay, I’m right here. We won’t have kids, but we’ve got each other. That’s enough, right?” He nods, still sending shuddering sobs into my shoulder. I stroke his hair. Daaaamn, it’s soft. As I’m there, being a literal shoulder for him to cry on, I remember his first night staying here in the castle. And our first proper argument. And when I needed someone to talk to and cheer me up after our first call to the Surface. They were all very emotional times for us, and they were always improved by having a little adventure somewhere else. I think he needs something like that now too. “Hey.” I pull away and offer him a tissue (How many times have I done that today?). He takes it, mutters a ‘thank you’, and blows his nose. “I just realised something – it’s our wedding and we’ve barely spent any time together. Wanna ditch this place?” “Ditch our own wedding?!” His eyes, red from all that crying, look at me in confusion. “Well yeah, I mean all the events and stuff are over now, and you know what weddings get like after this point.” “Oh, I suppose they do get a bit… rowdy…” “Rowdier – there’s been some fights already. So let’s leave before it gets too bad.” “O-Okay… what do you have in mind?” He asks, blushing slightly. “I dunno about you, but I’m hungry. Wanna grab some pizza?” “Pizza? That’s… not what I thought you were going to say.” He pauses. “… But yes, I would like some pizza.” “Why? What did you THINK I was going to say?” “… Nevermind.” He hugs and kisses me. Okay then…? “Love you, dummy.” “Love you too, nerd.” --MORGAN-- It was interesting entering the pizzeria. People were starting to spill out from the castle, but it wasn’t too busy yet. Though I don’t think anyone was expecting the newlyweds to make an appearance. We received a lot of stares as we ordered. Ash didn’t mind, but it made me uncomfortable. Once we were done, we headed down to the docks where, for once, the River Person wasn’t there with their ferry. They were a weird entity – they were always there when needed, regardless of how early or late it was, but never when you didn’t need them. So we sat with our feet dangling over the water as we ate our dinner. In front of us was the river that supplied the whole Underground. The beautiful ‘stars’ shone overhead, and on the opposite bank, there was Waterfall, Hotland and Snowdin, with the purple hue of Home and the Ruins in the far distance.

“Want some of mine?” Aisling offered a slice of her pizza with a grin. “As long as you remove the jalapeños first.” She pouted but complied. “Fiiine. One cowardly meat feast pizza for you.” She held out a slice for me. I could taste the remnants of the hot peppers, as well as the meat and onions. Not my personal preference, but it was still nice. “Want some of mine?” “Get rid of the anchovies and olives first.” “But that’s the best bit!” I complained. “Oh well, more for me… have a margherita with green peppers.” “Don’t mind if I do.” She happily took a bite. “Still a little salty, but good.” [BUURP] “Pardon you.” I looked up at her. We were both lying down after finishing our pizzas. “I will pardon nothing.” She grinned back at me, before looking back up. We lay there in comfortable silence for a while, listening to the gurgle of water lazily following the river’s current. “Some day, huh?” She asked. “Definitely. It had its moments, like any wedding, but it’s definitely the best day of my life. I can’t believe that it’s almost over already. This has been all that I have been thinking about for two months. What exactly… happens next?” “We have a good time together for the rest of our life?” “Spending the rest of my life with my best friend…” I smiled. “I look forward to it.” “I’m your best friend?” “Obviously.” I stuck my tongue out at her. “Aww, you’re my best friend too!” “Yay!” We both laughed and gave each other a hug, before lying down again. “Hey, remember when we named all of those constellations?” “How could I forget?” I chuckled. “We’re right under the wizard constellation right now.��� “That was almost seven years ago.” “Wow…” I breathed. “Even longer in Surface time. And now here we are.” “Yep, here we are.” “MARRIED.” “It’s still so weird to think about…” “Does it bother you that we’re so different and stuff?” She propped herself up on her side to look at me better. “Not particularly. I think we’re similar in the ways that matter. Your raw honesty, being unafraid to show the world who you are, is one of the many things that I admire and respect about you.” I smiled gently at her. “As long as you promise not to kill then I’ll be fine.” “I promise.” She smiled back at me. “How you feeling, anyway?” “Tired.” I admitted. “How about you?” “Also tired. And these damn shoes hurt my feet.” “Then take them off?” I frowned. “Nooooooooooo!” “… Why?” “Because that would be admitting defeat!” “DeFEET?” I grinned. “Shutup.” She replied, while also grinning. “Never!” With great effort, I got to my feet again. “Oh, ow, my feet hurt too…” “Bet mine hurt mooore~” She reached up to the sky with both hands. “Heeelp. I’ve fallen and I can’t be arsed to get uuup.” With a sigh, I pulled her up. “Thanks babe. Oww… why did I have to wear heels?” “They’re wedges.” “Same difference.” She shrugged, still wincing slightly. “Want a carry?” I smiled back at her, picking up our empty pizza boxes in one hand. “As long as it’s done romantically-“ “So you won’t have to admit defeat?” “Exactly.” I carried her in both of my arms. Not the easiest position, but she did say romantically. She leaned over and kissed my cheek. “Love you, sweetie.” I felt my face flush red as I smiled back at her. “Aww, a blush! Someone’s got a cruuush~” “Maybe.” I laughed, playing along. “There’s this girl I just married, and I think I’ve got a crush on her.” “What’s she like?” “Petite, but with the most gorgeous golden hair and the warmest orange eyes. She has adorable freckles, and when she laughs-“ “Your heart goes doki-doki?” “Hahaha! Yes…” “You know, I think I’ve got a crush too.” “Oh? Pray do tell.” I smiled and kissed her on the cheek. Aww, she’s blushing now too. So cute. “Well, he’s got wavy dark brown hair and olive skin, with blue eyes that shimmer like starlight. He’s gorgeous, has a cute butt,” I felt my face go even brighter red. “… And he’s just as beautiful on the inside. So nice and polite and loving… I’m so happy to have him in my life. Also, he’s bilingual and when he talks in his other language, it’s sooo sexy…” “Oh wow.” I laughed. “I’m usually just telling Mum about my day, so I’m not sure how to feel about that.” We stopped by a bin, which Aisling emptied the pizza boxes into. “Are you ready to head home?” I smiled down at her. “You bet your sweet ass I am.” We both laughed, before going up the steps back to the palace. We entered Aisling’s room. I put her on the bed, but she pulled me in close. She played with my hair as she kept me there, kissing me passionately. Our tongues danced together as I felt her hands exploring me a lot more thoroughly than before. I felt so warm. It was becoming hard to think. “Just a second…” I whispered, pulling away. “I just need to freshen up.” “’Kay.” She gave me a tired thumbs up as I practically ran to the bathroom. I really needed the toilet. And I really wanted to be ready for this. Once I was done, I adjusted myself in the mirror. Rolled up sleeves? Check. Casually messed up hair? Check. Tie or no tie? Uhh… I don’t know. Tie probably? Not that it really matters for what’s about to happen. It doesn’t have to be perfect. But I want it to be! But you want everything to be perfect, because you’re a perfectionist. Just remember the basics. Do them perfectly! Perfection is a lie! You take that back! Just pay attention to her and what she likes. Now… are you ready? Yes. I said, ARE YOU READY?! YES! … But what if it’s like last time? It won’t be. She won’t do that to us. You can trust her. She won’t use you. She loves you. … “Aisling?” I opened the door. She was lying on her bed, snoring gently. Oh. Oh okay then. Well, should we wake her? Noo, she’s cute like that. But it’s still not good for her to sleep in makeup or with pins in her hair. Kneeling beside her, I used some wet wipes to remove the makeup from her face. Wow, she really was a heavy sleeper. I removed the pins one at a time until I was certain that I had gotten all of them out. I removed her shoes, thinking briefly about changing her into pyjamas, but deciding against it. Respect a sleeping person’s boundaries. I got ready for bed, but by that time I was too tired to physically change into pyjamas as well. Three hours of sleep does that to you. I took off my shoes and got into bed, giving my beautiful wife a quick kiss, before we ended up sleeping together on our wedding night.

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UNDERSIDE (Test version)

It’s a test version of my story based on Undertale. I’m gonna post it in a few parts, cause it’s pretty long. I’d be very happy, if you read it and write what do you think about it.

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UNDERSIDE vol.1 Chapter 1: “Beginning”

[…’s flat…]

[…’s room…]

…: (Sigh) (Exhausted) Finally done with this… Man, when was the last time when I was outside. (Looked up) Yeah…

[In front of the …’s building…]

…: (Shocked) (Puzzled) Wha…?

?????: Heh-heh… Well, well, well what do we have here? The last living being and the MAIN savepoint of this strange AU.

…: (Shocked) (Scared) Wh-what do you mean by: “The last”…?

?????: Haven’t you understood yet? There’s nobody left here, just YOU and ME.

…: (Shocked) (Angry) YOU KILLED EVERYONE…?

Error!Sans: (Smiling) Are you deaf or just stupid? Of course, I did. I’m the Error!Sans–the destroyer of AUs.

…: (Mumbling)

Error!Sans: What…?

…: (Shouts) (Turned black) I'll KILL YOU! (Runs to Error) (Furiously attacks Error)

Error! Sans: (Dodged) Looks like somebody needs a break… See you later, buddy, if don’t kill yourself. (Disappeared)

…: (Shouts) HEY, GET BACK HERE! WE ARE NOT DONE YET, YOU DAMN "GLITCH"! GHH...GHHAAAAAAAAAAAAA! (Calmed down) (Fell on knees) (Turns back to normal) Well, guess that’s it, huh…? All alone, in this empty and lifeless world…

BUT IT REFUSED TO GIVE UP…

[Thumb–thumb…]

…: (Felt something) Huh…? (Stands up) What was that? Could it be…?

[Later…]

…: (Runs) Huff…huff…huff… (Stopped) (Looks around) I know it’s here, somewhere…

[Crack…]  

…: (Turned around) (Noticed people) Over there! (Runs to people)

…’s thoughts: I can’t do it, the building is about to fall apart. If I…had Sans’s powers, I promise… I would protect those innocent souls.

…: Come on... (Eyes started to glow) FASTER! (Teleported)

[Next to the ruining building…]

…: (appeared in the air)

?????: (Notices …) What?

?????#2: (Notices …) Who are you?

…: NON. ON MY… (Raised hands towards the building) WATCH!

[Bones burst out of the ground and broke the building into pieces…]

Jack: (Landed) The name’s Jack. (Grabbed peoples’ shoulders) (Teleported) (Flew into the wall) Augпh… (Looks up) Heh-heh, can’t believe, that I did it. (Looks at people) Are you two okay…?

Chara: (Stands up) (Looks at Jack) Yeah, I am. My name is Chara, by the way.

Frisk: (Stands up) (Looks at Jack) I’m okay too, and…my name is Frisk.

Jack: Ok, Chara and Frisk… (Stood up) We are going home.

[Jack’s flat...]

Jack: Right door–your room, left door–my room. Today’s day was exhausting…  (Turned to Chara and Frisk) I’m pretty sure you two are as tired as I am.

Chara: Kay’ night, Jack. (Came in the room on the right)

Frisk: Goodnight, Jack. (Followed Chara)

Jack: (Yawns) G’night, kiddos… (Came in the room on the left)

[Later that night…]

Jack’s thoughts: (Lies in bed) Yeah, I’ve had enough adventures for today. (Exhaled) And what should I do…? One of them has to become–“Protagonist”, the other one–“Megalomaniac”, and I’m–the “Judge”… No way. They are just 12 years old look like girls, and I won’t make them be anything.

[Later...]

[Knock–knock…]

Jack: (Awake) (Sleepy) Ehh…? (Stood off the bed) (Comes to the door) Yeah-yeah… (Opened the door) (Noticed Chara and Frisk) Chara, Frisk, what are you two doing here…? (Looked at watch) It’s 3:00 AM…

Chara and Frisk: (Sobbing)

Jack: (Guessing) Nightmare…?

Chara and Frisk: (Nods)

Frisk: C-can we…?

Chara: Sleep in your room…?

Jack: (Exhales) Lemme just take my pillow and I'll…

Chara: No, we want to sleep with you.

Jack: (Looks at Chara and Frisk) (Smlied) OK, come in…don't you two want to hear a story?

Chara and Frisk: YES, PLEASE! (Comes in Jack’s room)

Jack: Heh-heh, okay… (Closed the door)

DAY: XXXXXXXX

YEAR: 20XX

TIME: 9:57 AM

[Ruined playground…]

Jack: (Sitting on the rock) C’mon girls try again.

Chara: (Tired) (Looks at Jack) Jack, we’ve been trying for hours…

Jack: Actually, for 3 hours.

Frisk: (Tired) (Looks at Jack) Still…you didn’t even do anything…

Jack: (Looked away) Really, haven’t I demonstrated to you how to concentrate and use magic?

Chara: You just made your eyes glow and snapped…

Jack: Then I summoned bones and gaster blasters.

Frisk: You are right, but…we didn’t understand what to do.

Chara: Could you do it again, please…?

Jack: Ok, one more time… (Stood up)

DAY: XXXXXXX

YEAR: 20XX

TIME: 11:25 AM

[Jack’s flat…]

[Living room…]

Jack: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!

Frisk: (Puzzled) Are you sure?

Chara: (Puzzled) How do you even know that?

Jack: (Confused) (Rubs his head) (Looked away) Well…today’s date–is the day, when I found you two, so…why can’t it be your birthday? Side’s you can’t be the same age all the time.

Chara and Frisk: Then, when’s your birthday?

Jack: Wha…?

Frisk: We need to know when your’s birthday too.

Chara: “You can’t be the same age all the time”, don’t you think?

DAY: XXXXXXX

YEAR: 20XX

TIME: 9:34 AM

[Jack’s flat…]

Jack: (Yawns) (Opens door in his room) Mornin kiddos, time to wake up.

Chara : (Lyes in bed) Five more minutes, Jack…  

Jack: (Annoyed) (Looks at Chara) Chara, you said the same thing an hour ago. You too, Frisk.

Frisk: We’re gonna sleep here forever…

Jack: You do remember that is my room? (Mumbles) You’ve been coming here pretty often. (Turned around) Fine, looks like I have to eat all those pancakes by myself.

Frisk: (Raised) PANCAKES?!

Jack: (Looked back) And chocolate syrup.

Chara: (Raised) CHOCOLATE SYRUP?!

Chara and Frisk: (Stood off the bed) WAIT, WE ARE COMING…!

Jack: Heh… Score.

[In a few minutes…]

[Kitchen…]

Chara: (Eats pancakes) I Can’t believe that you wanted to eat all of them by yourself.

Frisk: It’s impossible, even for someone like you, Jack.

Jack: Actually, I made this much, because it’s the only way to make you two get up.

Chara: Hmm… (Rubs chin) I still can’t decide…

Jack: (With a pancake in the mouth) Mmm…whah da ya meahn…? (Gulped)

Frisk: You like Papyrus for us, but you are a good cooker, like Toriel…

Chara: Or when you teaching us magic, you act like Sans or Undyne. Oh, and you’re smart like Alphys too.

Jack: Don’t know whaddya mean by that. I’m just a 17 years old dude.

Chara: Yeah, and we’re both 15, but taller than you.  

Frisk: You need to solve your little problem.

Jack: Well… (Stood from the table) you two are Frisk-y Chara-cters. (Walks away)

Chara: (Looks at Jack) Hey, that’s cheating.

Frisk: Hahahahaha… (Noticed Jack dressing up) Leaving again?

Chara: Didn’t Error tell you, that he killed everyone except for you?

Jack: Yeah, but… (Looks at Chara and Frisk) we just need to stay determined.

[Two hours later…]

Jack: (Looks around) looks like Error killed everyone.

Error!Sans: (From behind) My, my, how nice of you. It looks like, that you are still ok.

Jack: (Turned black) (furiously attacked Error)

Error!Sans: (Jumped away) (Impressed) WHOA… (Landed) Learned new tricks?

Jack: As you can see.

Error!Sans: I think your friends have never seen you like this before… Oh well, I guess you can say: “Goodbye” to them, Jack. (Disappearing)

Jack: (Puzzled) What do you mean by that…?

Error!Sans: Look behind. (Disappeared)

Jack: (Turns around) “Behind”…? (Shocked)

Frisk: (Looks at Jack) (Scared) J-jack i-is that y-you…?

Chara: (Looks at Jack) Wh-what happened to you, are you alright…?

Jack’s thoughts: (About to cry) N-no, what are they doing here? How did they find me? No no no no no no…    I don’t want them to see me looking like this…

Jack: (Turned around) (Runs away) (Shouts) I’M SORRY!

Chara and Frisk: Jack, wait! (Chases Jack)

Chara: Jack, whatever happened, it’s okay! You can tell us anything!

Frisk: That’s right, you don’t hold it in yourself!

Jack : (Looked back) Nnnghhh… (Teleported)

Chara and Frisk: (Stopped)

Frisk: What happened to him…? He’s never been like this before.

Chara: I don’t know, but… (Squshes jacket) We need to find him... (Looked at Frisk) right?

Frisk: Yes, you are right.

Chara: (Begin to run) Let’s go.

Frisk: (Followed Chara)

Chara’s thoughts: Jack, what happened between you and Error?

Frisk’s thoughts: I hope Jack is alright…

[Somewhere in the ruins of the town…]

Jack: (Sits on the ground) (Cries) Damn it… Bet now they think that I’m a MONSTER. What should I do now? (Looks down) I can’t go back, but I can’t keep running away from them either. Looks like I have to do this because none of them would…

[A year ago…]

[Jack's room...]

Chara and Frisk: A “Reset”…?

Jack: Yeah, you have to promise to me, that you would never reset the world. (Looked away) But you don’t have to listen to me, cause this power belongs only to you two…

Chara and Frisk: (Hugged Jack)

Jack: (Puzzled) Ehh…kiddos?

Frisk: We would never reset if you don’t want us.

Chara: This world is important not only for you but for us too.

Chara and Frisk: (Looks at Jack) We promise.

Jack: Hmpf…(Smiles) Thanks, girls. (Hugged Chara and Frisk) I really love you two.

[Now…]

Jack: But…they are not the only one, who can reset. When I lost control above myself for the first time, only for a few seconds…but I’ve seen it…the reset button. (Stands up) Sorry, kiddos… I’m sorry…

[Not far from Jack…]

Chara: (Running) Can you feel his soul?

Frisk: (Running) Yeah, I think I do, but I feel something else too.

Chara: What exactly?

Frisk: I…don’t know…

Chara: Well, whatever it is. We need to find Jack first.

Frisk: RIGHT. (Notices Jack) (Points at Jack) There he is!

Jack: (Stands next to the reset button)

Chara and Frisk: (Shouts) JACK!

Jack: (Looked away) Oh… (Noticed Chara and Frisk) Heya…

Frisk: There you are, what happened between you and Error?

Chara: If he did something to you, I swear I’ll…

Jack: Don’t worry. It’s just me.

Frisk: (Noticed a reset button) Jack…is this a…?

Chara: Reset button…?

Jack: Chara, Frisk… (Smiles through tears) (Turned to Frisk and Chara) Please…  DON’T FORGET ME…

RESET…

[ofmara]

*record scratch* *freeze frame* yep, that’s me. BVCNJ hey lads ~ i’m ally, i’m twenty2, my timezone is est, i use she/her pronouns & full disclaimer: i don’t know what the fuck i’m doing! just keep that in mind when you read this.. trash lmao. anyways! if u wanna plot, feel free to hmu on d*scord at HE IS SO BIIIIG 😩👌🏼🧡#2581 or yk use the lil chat thing on tumblr if u wanna start small or w/e FDCNK no pressure. moving on..

mara’s pinterest: here!

content warning: ..none?? who am i???

( ariana grande & cis female. ) oh my god look, it’s mara de luca! she is a 24 year old singer/songwriter from queens, new york. they were first associated with the met cartel 3 years ago, and the tabloids are always saying she is so impulsive & irreverent, but their stans on twitter say that she is actually really magnetic & passionate.

first thing’s first.. i haven’t written a coherent intro in a fucking Minute, so i’m offering premature apologies for the shitshow that’s about to follow, especially since i really waited til the last second to type this out even if this blog’s been Done for a week smh ANYWAYS!

ok so! mara is what i like to call ‘a textbook new yorker’ in that she’s Loud, she Loves Her Family and she’s Unapologetically Herself. my character inspirations for her are joey from netflix’s the circle, fran fine from the nanny, molly gunn from uptown girls and a little bit of cher from clueless sprinkled in there ( mainly bcos of this gifset lmao ). since i came up with her a few weeks ago, i really had so many different personalities for her but like.. let’s keep reading to see that literally all of them were apparently Not True ~

she was born into a very tightly-knit family & grew up constantly surrounded by them. she’s got three older brothers, meaning she’s the Baby of the family, so she’s been uhhhhhh doted on all her life! we stan! that said, she’s never known what its like to be on her own, especially considering that her family was right by her side every step of the way as she slowly grew her career from childhood. she got her start singing the national anthem at a knicks game when she was 8 and slowly built from there. her parents were always suuuper supportive and did all they could to help her achieve her dreams, even though they were struggling to make ends meet.

her parents own a small bakery in queens that they started when her oldest brother was little and have been a staple in the city ever since. though they’re a somewhat popular spot for tourists and locals alike, ny real estate isn’t cheap, so paying rent both for the store and their apartment above it has always been a struggle, especially once they started dedicating a good portion of their money to plane tickets and agents and all sorts of necessities mara needed in order for her dreams to come true. the extra expense was difficult on her brothers as well, though they made a point never to complain when they had to get a second or third job to help pay the bills.

ANYWAYS she grew up veryyyy close to her family and the sacrifices they made on her behalf didn’t go unnoticed, so the first thing she did when she finally Made It was buy them a bigger space for their bakery ( since her parents Love working it even if its rough sometimes, buddy ) and a new house so ;) we love a Family First mentality!

HOWEVER!! when mara first moved to LA in like?? 2015 or something?? idk timelines.. but anyways when she first moved to LA she was.. how u say.... Depressed cos like even though she was Living Her Dream as the artist she’s always wanted to be ( she lived in queens w/ her family up until after her first Big Break cos she’s a big time daddy’s girl ) .. she was essentially on her own since her family stayed in nyc :/ yk, where they live? yeah. so she was on her own for the first time... Ever & it was scary and stressful and essentially, she wasn’t doing great mentally or emotionally, even if she put on that *ari vc* fake smile.

that was untiiiiiiil she got her first ~ hollywood boyfriend ~ aka someone famous who helped both with her career and as a salve to the constant loneliness the bitch always feelin. long story short, he didn’t last long, but she Needed to feel Wanted so she got Another ~ hollywood boyfriend ~ until it became, like, Her Thing to Always be attached to someone in the tabloids and the press and on Entertainment Tonight. we love a codependent bitch! that’s also kinda how she got to be part of the met cartel cos she immediately attaches herself fully and completely to everyone she meets & falls a little bit in love with every person who has ever said hello to her, so.. Yeah! most of her friendships were likely formed because she just would not leave them alone ( she’s clingy and needy As Fuck, but she knows she is, so she’s constantly worrying about it aka she’s always wondering if people really like her cos she’s been said to be “too much” and “annoying” by some people who.. weren’t interested in being her friend ) anyways.. feel free to lmk if u want ur chara to hate her cos she will fully have her feelings hurt but still want them to like her cos shes a, say it with me kids, people pleaser ~

its v clear why i thought of joey & fran for inspo ( espeeeeecially fran, now that i think about it: i.e. constantly searching for love, lovingly obnoxious ) but as for why she’s like molly gunn... bitch is uhhh naive as fuck and will trust anyone who is even a little bit nice to her so peep her constantly seeing everyone through rose colored glasses and immediately feeling like her heart is broken when they turn out to be someone completely different lmao! also yk in the little mermaid when ariel was like “but daddy, i love him!” ??? YEAH, that’s mara to a fucking T, m8!

i could quite literally go on and on for hours, but to keep it short and sexy, here’s her stats page & i’ll follow up with a list of some little tidbits of info.. some Quirks, if u will..

she hiccups when she cries & BOY does she cry often BVJNCDKM

cannot cook a single mf thing to save her life? yeah.. her parents wanted to let her work in the bakery but .. she burned everything so she was cashier ;)

can quote the entirety of bring it on: all or nothing & as a segue from that, she is very chatty during movies if she’s with even one other person but Silent when she’s alone

will challenge anyone and everyone to mario kart wii as long as she gets to play yoshi ( she has a vendetta against baby peach )

is Constantly Freezing, so she’s always in thick socks and turns the heat up high when she’s at home

has a cavalier king charles spaniel named piper ( yes, i'm using a fc for her dog )

i’m gonna b p selective with which ari songs she’s released both bc i dont like All of ari’s songs & for character purposes ( rip in peace, sweetener )

is classically trained on the piano and sometimes just plays classical music for fun, making up silly lyrics at parties and whatnot lol she’s just Fun & Quirky like that

owns every season of the o.c. on dvd

she has a car but i havent decided if she ever drives it ( or what kind it is, tho i assure u my virgo ass will be researching it at some point ) since she really just barely passed her driver’s test

is constantly in the tabloids for one dumbass thing after the other mostly as an excuse for me to make tabloid edits but like... i love that for her & will 100% be down to include any and all of u if u lmk u wanna be in one

and many more, but i’m really just sitting here rambling UGH EW so lms for plots cos i’m unprepared & i don’t have any wc’s! very on brand for me, i must say

[shuuos]

amber and buttercups

UH SO I AM WRITING AN ACTUAL FIC WROW

i didnt know ao3 had a waiting list to get an account??? so ill post this there..... eventually. for now it’s gonna b right here tho so that’s........ neat...... ill try to post new chapters every friday but given that i am Not the Fastest Writer Ever i’ll probably b off schedule for the first few chapters until i get the hang of this!! anyways, enjoy this sparsely edited first chapter that was supposed 2 be longer buuuut i decided to save the rest for chapter 2

the undertangled au belongs to @izadreamer​ !!!

update: it’s on ao3 now!! if you’d rather read it there ;)

chapter 1 - once upon a time

Frisk

In their short life, Frisk would say that they’ve been through… a lot of weird stuff. Honestly, there’s nothing that can surprise them at this point.

Or that’s what they thought. Turns out the universe loves proving them wrong.

They have no idea where they are, except that it is dark. *The void? Chara suggests calmly. The thought makes their blood run cold. They know what happened to Gaster - will it happen to them, too? Can humans even be erased, the way monsters can?

Chara doesn’t seem to notice their fear, though, *How did we get here? I do not remember falling into the CORE.

“*That - that’s not funny.” A bad taste rises in their throat, and they swallow it down. Void or not, they don’t want to throw up here. Just the thought makes their heart pound. *I am sorry. Chara says, but they say it in that voice they use when they’re not really sorry, but feel like they need to say it anyways. Frisk doesn’t call them out on it, though. They probably didn’t mean to scare them - they’re friends, after all.

Instead of answering, they stand up. Their legs feel weird, like they’ve been sitting too long. *Somehow, it seems there is a solid surface underneath you. Try walking forward. They carefully do so, relaxing a bit each step. It’s comforting, the thought that they’re not going to fall. “*I’m gonna look for a way out,” Frisk tells Chara.

It’s hard, though, when everything is black. They’re doing less looking and more flailing their arms around wildly. From inside their head, they can hear Chara laughing at them. Better at them than their scary jokes, though. So they go on in what they hope is the right direction (because they don’t know what they’ll do if it isn’t.)

Chara stops talking after a while, like they’re thinking of something. Frisk pretends not to notice. It’s a bit too quiet without their chatter, though, and it scares them a bit. They wind up the music box in their locket, and listen to the song. It makes them want to cry, but better that than going crazy from how quiet it is.

*Frisk… Chara says suddenly. Frisk doesn’t like the way their voice sounds, but it’s not enough to stop them from walking. *Frisk, they say again, sounding even more worried now. They still don’t stop walking, because they want to get out of here right now.

*Frisk, there is no-!

Instead of ground, they step right into - a hole? Off a cliff? They can’t really tell. But that’s not important because they’re slipping and they can’t catch themselves, can’t keep themselves from falling. Again.

There’s nothing they can do now except for wait to hit the ground. Is there even any ground in the void? Or are they going to keep falling until they die? Would they be able to die here?

Falling in the void is strange - it feels less like falling and more like they’re floating. Like the girl from that movie Alphys likes, the one about a floating kingdom. It’s not a good comparison, though, because they’d love to be in that movie and they hate being here.

*...is that a light? Frisk can’t see it, but they feel it burning them up. Then they see it. It’s bright, brighter than the sun, and it’s growing. It eats up the darkness until they can’t see anything but white.

And eventually, that fades, too.

Varian

Varian is hauling equipment to his lab when the sky bursts into light.

It blinds him and leaves his head pounding, as if someone is hammering a nail into his skull. By the time it’s over, he’s gasping for air, hoping it’ll be enough to ward off the nausea.

Above him, there is a small silhouette, stark against the bright blue sky. At first, he thinks it’s a meteor, but as it descends, he can make out hair and clothes and oh god that’s a person. He watches as they crash into the trees and land with a dull thud.

And just like that, the trance is over. Everything processes at once - therewasalightandthenacometpersontheyfelltheyfell - and he’s not sure what to do now. The scientific part of him is screaming to look, because whatever that was, it definitely wasn’t natural. As if that wasn’t incentive enough, there’s a tugging sensation in his stomach, like something’s pulling him towards them. Weird.

Ruddiger jumps on his shoulder, shooting him an apprehensive look. Varian gives him a quick pat and mutters, “It’s ok, buddy, this’ll only a minute.” He’ll go in, see who it is, and then go get help if they need it. And they’re going to need it, because scientifically speaking, they’d at least have a few broken bones, if they’re lucky.

Bile rises in his throat as he realizes they could be dying. Could be dead.

Nope, nope, he is not going to think about that. He’s just going to focus on seeing what happened right now, that’s all. He can worry about that later. Besides, he can’t deny that he isn’t curious, and what kind of scientist would ever deny his own curiosity?

Not him, that’s for sure, he thinks to himself as he follows his gut into the tree grove.

The first thing Varian notices is the blood. There’s not that much - just near their head, but it’s still enough to make him feel woozy. Ruddiger digs his claws into his shoulder, reminding him what he’s here for, and he takes a deep breath. He doesn’t recognize their strange clothes. Must not be from here, he thinks. They’re small, too; just going off of their height, he’d say they’re about half his age.

Between their arms, something flashes bright gold, catching his eye as he stumbles back a bit from the sheer amount of blood.

He has to get his dad, a doctor, anyone. He can’t - he wasn’t expecting so much blood. He‘s prepared to run when a sudden cold overtakes his wrist, as if someone with icy hands was grabbing him. *The bleeding is superficial, a voice whispers in his head, leaving will only make it worse.

But they need help-

*Then help them! You cannot let anyone else know that we are here!

Varian can’t tell if they are his thoughts or not, but he finds himself being pulled towards the child nonetheless. Ruddiger hops off and scampers to their side. He bats at their head, and they shift slight in response. He watches with baited breath as they lift themselves up, limbs shaking. After a moment of struggling, they somehow manage to get into a sitting position, tucking their legs underneath them.

How-? A glimmer of pride, one that is not his own, rises up in him, and the icy grip holding on to him vanishes. At that moment, the child turns their unfocused eyes on him - well, in his direction. They blink once, twice, and slur in a strange accent, “*…Kara?”

Their face is bloodstained in a way that makes his stomach churn, so he tries to focus on their eyes, which are glowing even redder than the apples he feeds Ruddiger sometimes. Huh. That’s… weird.

For a moment, the two just stare at each other, though Varian can’t really tell if they’re looking at him or in his general direction. Then, for some reason, they reach for him with outstretched arms. They kind of look like Ruddiger when he wants to be held - wait.

“You… you want me to carry you?” The thought is foreign, absurd, and he’s pretty sure moving them is a bad idea, but they don’t really give him a choice. Ignoring his protests, they lean forward and slump against him. Blood sluggishly leaks from them all the while, staining his clothes.

What’s he supposed to do now? He’s not some kind enough of… childcare expert! He’s the opposite of a childcare expert-!

*Oh my god, just carry them! the voice snaps. He readily obeys, slipping an arm under their legs and lifting them up. They only feel about as heavy as Ruddiger, much to his surprise (are kids supposed to be this light?). As if summoned by his thoughts, the raccoon chirps, holding a broken locket in his hands.

A deep sadness resonates within him, and Varian is startled by it. He’s never seen the thing before, why is he so upset at the sight of it?

Regardless, he allows Ruddiger to store it in the apron pocket, and picks up the broken pieces. From what he can tell, it’s not the actual locket that’s broken, but a music box inside of it. He is relieved; machinery isn’t difficult to fix, as long as you have all the right pieces.

Ruddiger hops on his shoulder and he stands up, his legs only slightly cramped. After a moment, he decides to head directly to his lab rather than try to pull a cart while carrying a child and Ruddiger. He’ll come back for it later; there’s no reason for anyone to try and steal the materials.

. . .

The voice was right, Varian thinks idly as he wraps thick bandages around the unconscious child. Other than the gash on their head and a few cuts on their hands, they’re completely fine. It’s more like they happened to stumble in a particularly rocky area than fell from the sky.

They passed out sometime while he was carrying them, which he only figured out when he laid them down on the table. God, he immediately assumed the worst with how limp they were then.  He just hopes they don’t fall off somehow.

Whatever he had been hearing back there, and he knows he heard something, has gone silent. Quite frankly, he’s relieved. It was really starting to stress him out.

“Ruddiger!” Varian calls as he stumbles to his work-desk. “Tell me… when they wake up, ok?”

With a sigh, he slumps over the scattered papers in a dead faint.

Chara

Chara watches with amusement. The human boy seemed to be aghast at the sight of blood, but they did not realize to this extent. The raccoon - Ruddiger? - stays seated next to Frisk, watching the boy anxiously.

*It is alright, Chara tells it gently, you can go with him. “Ruddiger” stares at them instead. They blink, and remember that their locket is still in the boy’s possession.

They do not feel comfortable with Frisk knowing it is broken, and they say softly, *Actually, could you help me wake him up?

[captainthane]

Shadows from the past (NMT fanstory)

We are one year later after the events with Charalgamate and Memoryhead. One year was needed to heal completely the physical injuries for Alex. Their body suffered a lot from all the time they passed with Chara and Memoryhead. Only Frisk has visible scars. Alex lives now with the Dreemurr like Frisk, Chara and Flowey. Today is a big day, Alex will return school for the first time since their biological parents are dead. New life, new school. 

-Are you ready Alex ? Time to go to school. (Toriel)

-Yes Mom...Mrs Toriel. (Alex)

Toriel smiles.

-Don’t worry, It will be okay. (Frisk)

-Your meals are ready, take them so we can go to school. (Toriel)

-Yes Mom. (Alex and Frisk)

Everything is going well, Alex is having fun in school. They love the lessons and the classes. The end of the day is coming.

-Children, I have a meeting with the other teachers. You have to return home by yourself. I will call Sans so he will pick you up. If he is not sleeping. (Toriel)

-Haha pretty sure he is right now. (Alex)

-Don’t worry, the house is not far. We will use our feet and not a teleportation this time. (Frisk)

-Alright, be careful children. (Toriel)

-Of course. (Alex and Frisk)

They walk and share some laughs because of Frisk’s puns.

-So Alex, how do you feel ? (Frisk)

-Everything is fine Frisk, I am feeling good now. (Alex)

A group of young humans appears from the corner of the street.

-Well well isn’t Alex guys ? It’s been a while we didn’t see you in the orphanage. Still one-eyed ? Hahahaha.

The group was laughing.

-Hey don’t talk to them like, have respect for them ! (Frisk)

-Respect ? For this shitty girl ? Pretty sure her parents abandonned them instead of being dead. I am sure they don’t miss you. You are such a...

A big punch crossed the air and hit the boy. Some blood popped out from his nose.

-DONT YOU DARE SAY THAT. (Chara)

-So you take control huh ? I could punch him myself you know.(Frisk)

-Let me handle that. (Chara)

-They punched me. Everyone attack them.

A huge energetic shield emerges between Chara and the group.

-What the ? 

-Alex, it’s you who...

Alex was crying while using their soul’s power.

-ALEX ! (Chara)

Chara hugged them.

-Shh it’s alright, it’s alright.

-*sobs* *sobs* I am not alone anymore....(Alex)

-You are not, I promise. (Frisk and Chara)

-When this “shield” disappears, we will kick your ass.

-Are you sure about that kiddos ? (Sans)

Two skeletons, one flower and one fishy girl teleported behind the group.

-Yeah punks, let’s fight ! (Undyne)

-Nyhehehe, we don’t need to fight, right ?

Papyrus activates his orange eye.

-Let me kill them (Flowey)

Flowey does his scary face.

-Okay, we give up. Run guys !

The group run away.

-Let’s go home buddy, Papyrus cooked spaghetti just for you. (Sans)

-Ha you know how make me feel better. (Alex)

Alex cleans their face.

-Let’s go home Alex Dreemurr. (Frisk)

So well it’s a fanstory for @xxmileikaivanaxx I just had the idea two days ago. I hope you will like it :D.

[dhundertale]

*Chara’s letter has a few stars and a doodle of Chara on the corners. It reads as follows:*

“Greetings, Chara! 

You haven’t met me face-to-face. But I discovered you recently from in the Void (long story,) and…have some things to say. 

Firstly, an icebreaker – HELL YEAH TO GETTING YOUR BODY BACK! That’s the most exciting shit I’ve heard bout in a long time!

Now, as for the…romantic business~ Its safe to assume you may be a bit frightened about if your feelings towards Frisk are reciprocated. And…I understand that. I can’t tell you how things will turn out between you two. But, I can say with confidence, the way Frisk acts around you? Its different. Unique. Its more-than-platonic. And from your point-of-view, it may be scary, and you may doubt what I am saying, but…well, I think every damn person can tell by the way you two act in a room together that you’ve got a case of the good-ol-googly-eyed-loveys!

You deserve to move forward. I was hesitant with my own Frisk originally. But sometimes it takes someone from an outside perspective to paint the picture, which is exactly what it took for me. Hopefully my perspective can do for you what it did for me. Whenever you are ready, I totally encourage you to go for that cutie. 

Above everything else, I just wanted to say…you deserve happiness. You deserve to heal, and have a growing relationship with family, friends, and the tiny bean you’re infatuated with. But really, we both deserve a break. You deserve a break. I mean, damn girl, you’ve been through hell! Its safe to say both of us have. And maybe I’m just rambling nonsense, but I really am worried about you. Please take care of yourself, okay?

That being said, this bottle can kinda go both ways, so if you wanna be pen-pals, I’d love that. If not, that’s also fine, I know its probably weird to talk to someone you don’t actually know.

Ps: feel free to laugh at me for being bad at encouragement. I make fun of myself for it too. I know I’m lacking.

With love, Chara. <3”

———

*Frisk’s letter is absolutely covered in flowers, hearts, and cute animal faces. It also has a stick figure Chara and stick figure Frisk holding hands on it*

“Hiiii Frisk!! I am also Frisk. Chara told me about you from in the void, and I was so excited to be told I could write to you! I know we don’t know-know each other, but I still wanted to give you this note. Maybe we could even become friends and note-buddies!! I know I would like that, but that’s totally up to your discretion!

As a hopefully future friend, I want you to know that you are not alone anymore. And, no matter what happens, you will never be alone again. You have friends and family who care for you, and see you for more than just your flaws. Flaws are what make everyone different and beautiful and unique.

You are so young. Too young to have gone through what you have. And for that, I want you to know, none of what happened to you is your fault. You did not come up short; the people who hurt you are the ones who failed.

You are beautiful. You are precious. Your life matters. Anyone who blames you for being flawed doesn’t deserve your time.

Take your time to heal. Take your time to grow. Cry as much as you need (I cry so much.) Get hugs, and cuddles, and kisses. Step away into private when people are too much, especially people who try to tear you down.

I am so proud of you for acknowledging when you have made a mistake. I just hope that you learn that nobody – and I mean nobody – can save everyone. I, too, struggle with that knowledge…it hurts, and I understand that. It is something both of us need to learn to cope with. Maybe we could do it together?

If you want to write back, just put a note in the bottle we sent! It will teleport to our side. Don’t ask how it works, I don’t know either!! Chara somehow got it!!

PS: your Chara totally is in love with you!! ;) you two are very adorable together, hopefully that doesn’t go to waste!!

Sincerely, me!! <3333 :D”

hey frisk not to be rude but i think you need to get tougher skin

BEFORE YOU TAKE IT NEGATIVALY COUGH CHARA i think you just need to fend for urself more. you're a Sensitive kid and thats a really good trait but that doesnt mean ur weak to mean stuff. sometimes u may be alone physicaly so u have to stand up for urself. try ur best to block out those ok? dont want u getting to hurt.

rooting for u!

*Before they read the notes. Chara grabs the phone before Frisk could see the message*

*She sees Frisk looking at them with worry… She sighs*

*Flash back of Chara in her old room in the corner. Cleary having an Panic attack. The door to the room locked and being banged on, Asriel’s voice being heard and concerned. Later scene changes to Chara opening the door, Chara saying she is ok. But her eyes had bags under them and they seemed lifeless. implying she had to deal with her breakdown on her own.*

*Scene switches back to the little duo*

*Frisk smiles not knowing what chara answered but knows she was supporting them. They go back to the notes in their hands and finally read them.*

[6souls]

😠 chara tells us what you think about all the other souls's best buddies

* You hear the sound of knuckles cracking.

For every 😠 sent in, my muse will admit something that they dislike about yours.

Chara: Let’s start with Cisza, the kid with like 3 whole friends. I believe we could call Aisha his bestie for now. She’s got a face like a snob, but don’t get her too upset or she’ll up and cry on you. Then he made a newer friend at camp- er school. He purrs. What the actual heck?

Then there’s Sam. Is there really anything to say on his group of friends? They all beat him up, and it’s entertaining to watch. They’re all loud though, put a muzzle on these oranges.

Roy’s best buddy is his giiirlfriend, Harriet. I don’t…stick around often. That whole crop of kids creep me the heck out. Or maybe it’s just, their narrators. Their Chara is just annoying though.

Momo’s best friends are literal children. Once again, there is one of those creepy kids. I stay away from the little girl. Then there’s her actual best friends Cam: the stuttering kid wonder, Teddy: the furry who can’t take a hint, and Ray: the kid who finally learned what a good mood is.

Nala’s best friends are Red, with Aurey as a close second tied with Zinger. At least in my opinion. I don’t actually have much to say about Red? As for Aurey, good charade she’s got going there. Lastly, Zinger, he’s a work in progress. Hard to bag on someone when they’re sleep all the time- Oh, wait.

And save the best for last, Julie. Look at all the friends she doesn’t have. She’s got such a fowl attitude, it’s hard to believe anyone would hang out with her at all, but she has her moments. Joey is probably her bestie, she looooves him. He’s kind of really dumb. Got some idol worship over some older kids though, like one of Sam’s orange friends or the scary lemon. I wont even mention her name, I feel she’d manage to find and destroy me. Her face is probably sharper than my knife.

And that is all the dirt on everyone. For now.

[scartale-an-undertale-au]

Papers of Homelessness - Chapter 8

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a/n: steamy~~ our little chara is a naughty boy~~ don’t worry, it’s still a T rated story *cackle*

warning: dreams, kissing *smirk*

A warm face is under your hands, the smooth skin of the other’s cheeks tingling over your fingertips. You can barely make out anything in the heated darkness, but you can feel hot fingers press onto your chest, your flesh bending under their strength and heat spreading all over your body. A soft exhale hits your face and you lower yourself, something primal in you telling you to take more, to claim the other.

But the fingers on your chest keeps you grounded so you only brush your fingers over the plump lips and small chin, tilting your head as you press your mouth to the soft flesh of the lips.

A soft pleased hum is your reward as the fingers trail up and knead your shoulders, pulling you closer.

You hum and cup the other’s nape, feeling the warm hair tickling your sensitive skin. You tilt the other’s head up and get a gasp as a reward as you venture deeper.

You smirk and message the smaller scalp, the fingers on your shoulders stopping to clutch at them, soft gasps from the other filling the darkness.

You are buried in the warmth of the other, enjoying the intimacy of the moment.

Finally needing to breath, you draw back, locking eyes with the other.

Reddish brown orbs glow golden in the darkness.

You gasped as you bolted from your sleeping position, clutching your chest as you felt the racing heart under your sweating skin.

You took a few moments to collect yourself, pants slowing to deep breaths. You gasped a few more times before falling back to the bed and covering your eyes with your arms, wondering what the hell the dream was about.

Did you just dream about… kissing Hood? Sure, you almost kissed them last night… but you didn’t think when you did that! And that dream… it was more than just a press of the lips… you turned to your side and groaned in frustration into the pillows, cheeks and ears on fire and your body tense with mortification.

You barely even know the kid! And you didn’t like people. You didn’t even know how they look like under the hood, for crying out loud! They could be disfigured for all you know!

Okay, calm down, you’re just frazzled from the dream. You took deep breaths as you went through the dream again, hand covering your mouth when it tingled.

God, this was so messed up. You knew that you felt something more than just fondness to Hood. You had known that since… since you tried to kiss them? You grumbled and sighed.

This was too much for the middle of the night, you thought and turned onto your left side and closed your eyes, quickly falling asleep again.

The dream faded away when you woke up in the morning.

You closed the register the next Sunday night, another morning shift with Hood coming and going. You waved them goodbye and they waved back, disappearing into the streets.

And then, without noticing, you closed the register once more, only it was already a week later. In that week, you had showed Hood around the kitchen, giving them short lessons on how to make sandwiches and how to prepare certain beverages. Last night, you had taught Hood how to man the register during calm hours, not wanting to have them deal with the rush until they were comfortable with the calm hours.

And then came the next day, the day you wanted to leave Hood by the register for an hour or two so you could run some errands since Grillby had some annual gathering with his veteran buddies and won’t be around until the evening.

You two were standing in front of the machine, Hood already in their working clothes.

You placed a finger over a random button, glancing at Hood. “This button?”

Hood looked at it and then at you. “The weight’s calculator?”

“Exactly.” You nodded approvingly and pointed at another button. “Now this.”

“…Opening the cash drawer?”

“Good.” You pushed the button and pulled open the drawer, pointing at the different slots and giving a review about the sorting of bills and coins and their sub-slots. How to scan credit cards and to not accept checks. And no, they’re not allowed to take extra money for themselves, this is not the street.

Hood listened intently, their gaze burning holes into your hands. You tried not to pay too much attention to that despite the tingling over your hands at the drilling stare.

Soon, you finished explaining the register and were about to exit from behind the counter when you felt weight fall on your arm. Jolting, you looked down and saw your new-coworker’s forehead pressed to your arm. Feeling your ear-tips heat up, you recalled the last week. Ever since the strange intimate moment between the two of you, Hood was more prone to be closer to you and briefly brush their shoulder with yours.

It had left you more flustered than you had liked to admit.

You sighed and patted the hooded head. “Hood?”

“…So much…”

You sniggered. “Well, that’s what happens when you got real work. Believe me when I say that this is one of the easier jobs.”

A soft groan answered you and Hood pushed away from you and returned to the register, placing their finger over different buttons and mouthing as they were probably memorizing the placement of the buttons.

You knew that by the time you would leave, they would know it by heart. It made you reassured and not as worried to leave the diner for the errands as you thought you would be.

A ding and you looked to the door, seeing some customers venturing in. Wanting to test Hood on how well they can manage by themselves, you stepped to the side, noticing how the smaller body stiffened and the hooded face turned to you in alarm. You gave them a shrug and a thumb up and they nodded, facing the group that was standing before the counter.

“Good… morning…” Hood started, voice softer than usual, gesturing to the menu stand. “Special today… is the… vegetable soup…”

The customers exchanged looks and looked at you then back to Hood, the tallest girl pointing at them. “Are you new?”

Hood nodded. The girl huffed. “Why are you wearing a hoodie? Isn’t that against this place’s regulations?”

The girl to the tallest girl’s right pointed at you. “We prefer real workers, thank you very much.”

Hood tensed and you were about to intervene when they shrugged and pointed to the menu again. “Buy or leave.”

Their voice was so cold you felt a chill run up your spine.

What happened…? Oh right, you told them they could attack if they ever felt uncomfortable. You smirked, intrigued on how Hood would handle more aggressive buyers now that they didn’t have to hold back.

The trio recoiled from the cold tone and quickly placed their orders, watching as Hood nodded and prepared the herbal tea and salads with smooth movements gained from the past week’s hellish training. Your smirk widened as you remembered making Hood cook all by themselves for one full day after teaching them the basics and giving them the recipe. That was fun.

Too bad Grillby caught wind of that and hit you over the head with an accounting book. That thing was heavy!

So yeah… now you have to work alongside them… bummer.

Hood finished the order and gave it to the trio. “Enjoy… come by again…”

The girls huffed and gave a glance your way before rushing to the door.

The minute it was closed, Hood tensed and turned to you. “Okay?”

You grinned widely and gave an approving nod. “Perfect. They came for food, not for chit-chat.”

Hood relaxed and gave a short glance to the door before approaching you and leaning on the wall next to you, folding their bare arms and hunching onto themselves.

You eyed them. “What is it?”

“…Am I not… a real worker?” Hood rubbed their bare skin, still not used to the air touching their copper skin. You sighed and shook your head.

“You’re an in-training worker. But yeah, you’re a real worker since you get paid for your efforts.”

“Paid?” Hood turned to you, mouth slightly agape. “Thought… you needed help?”

You raised a brow in bafflement. “You literally thought that you were helping us out for free?” Hood gave a small nod. You groaned. “Grillbz is quiet, not cold-hearted. He offered you the position because we need more workers here and workers get paid.”

“Oh…” Hood lowered their head, but you got the feeling that they were pleased. Sighing, you placed your hand on top of theirs. Hood looked up and tilted their head in inquiry.

“Don’t worry so much over your arms,” You replied to the silent question, “If you’re cold, we can try to organize longer sleeves, but they won’t be loose like your hoodie since you can’t have any of the shirt touching the food.”

Hood nodded and lowered their hands, turning the one you covered so they were holding your hand properly. You rolled your eyes and leaned back onto the window, your fingers curling around Hood’s.

You two sat in silence, Hood’s head lowered and yours resting on your free palm, the elbow on the edge of the register table.

Then gently, as if holding fragile glass, Hood raised your hand and started kneading your fingers and palm, learning the map of you calluses and creases, and feeling the nails, their fingertips grazing your skin and leaving prickles in their wake. You turned your head to watch the smaller form, hyperaware to each touch over your skin to the point of near madness…

But you were too curious over the strange behavior to say anything.

“Hands… of a fighter…” Hood suddenly said and you startled, having dazed off. You blinked and smirked.

“You had seen me beat two street fighters.”

Hood shook their head, tone serious when they next spoke. “Battle survivor.”

Your breath hitched and something lurking in the back of your head tried to rear its head up at those words.

Terrified eyes. Something heavy is placed in your hands.

You look down—

But before you could see anything more, hot fingers pressed into your temples and you startled, looking down to see the reddish-brown orbs gaze intensely into yours, golden flakes shining in a strange intensity.

“I’m sorry…” Hood lowered their hands and you released a breath you didn’t realize you were holding, fatigue coating your body. You exhaled heavily and lowered your head, resting it on the other’s shoulder, the smell of detergent filling your nostrils and chasing the strange images away. One hand was placed on your head, running its fingers through your hair in a way that showed their unfamiliarity with the action, accidentally tugging too hard on occasion.

“Bad memory?”

You shrugged awkwardly from your position. “I don’t know. Don’t have any memory before the age of ten. My first memory is of being found out by Az inside a hole.”

Silence.

You suddenly realized what you had said and internally facepalmed. Why did you tell Hood something so personal? You thought of just sitting up and continuing with the day, but you’re too heavy to move…

Hood hummed. “Oh… no birthday then?”

You released a snort at that. “My stupid brother decided that it was my birthday then. He always was a little shit that never learned of the word ‘no’.”

“You love him…”

“Sadly…” You huffed. “He’s family.”

“Family… is very important…” You felt Hood nod. “You okay?”

“I was okay already, just… caught me by surprise.” You admitted and raised yourself from Hood’s side and stood up, stretching your arms and back, cracking your neck and shoulders. You breathed in and grinned easily at Hood. “Break time is over, so get cleaning.”

Hood frowned at that and stood up, giving you a small pat on your arm before slinking away to their duties.

You stayed in your place for a few moments, wondering if you should try to trigger another flashback for more information. But then you remembered that you were in the middle of your shift, and work was not the time for dealing with ghosts from the past.

You’ll have time for that later.

For now take a deep breath and carry on.

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