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magic-hcs · 1 year ago

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If your requests are still open, can I ask for some hc's from the guys from HT and HF where the reader praises them and kisses their scars? these poor boys need more love 😭😭♡

These boys so do need more love! Thank you for being patient with me, I enjoyed writing this!

Warnings: light angst, insecurities, low self-esteem, mentions of trauma

Bear: Horrortale Sans

Bean: Horrortale Papyrus

Rust: horrorfell Sans

Thatch: Horrorfell Papyrus

Time to cast some magic and see what we’ll get!✨

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Bear: The purrs are loud with this one as your lips sweetly press against the little cracks and dents in his bones. At least, as long as you stay away from the gaping hole in his skull. It’s way too sensitive for your lips, not to mention, the edges are sharp. Bear would feel so bad if you accidentally cut yourself on it.

Don’t get me started on when you start to throw praises and doting on him with words into the mix, my will be man is a goner plain and simple.

Of course, in the beginning when you start to do this, Bear short-circuits and needs to process what you just did. But he will always accept any affection you want to give him. Only when you move on or leave Bear to his own thoughts do the intrusive little buggers start to plague him with insecurities.

They range from jabs at his conditions, his appearance and past. Trying to pick him apart and disprove all the praises and love you’ve just given him. Ever the stubborn man who struggles with it internally, refusing to burden anyone else with it, tries to push through it and ignore his thoughts. Which has never helped him at all - one would think he finally gets that it's not healthy or helpful behavior after so long of doing it and it backfiring in his face.

Luckily, Bean is observant and perceptive, knowing his dear brother like no other, helpfully nudges him open. (By playing the we-will-always-be-truthful-to-each-other-card…No one ever said that Bean doesn’t play dirty. If it helps his brother in the long run, he’s making use of it). And of course, it helps. Once he opened up to you about it and you two found a way to not trigger his intrusive thoughts - by spreading your praises and scar kissings throughout the day instead of all in one go - Bear will always readily accept any affections you give him.

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Bean: At the start of the relationship - when monsters haven’t surfaced all that long ago - Bean noticed you had gotten way more affectionate towards him than you had been before. Which, of course, isn’t a bad thing; everyone is different and some people just get more touchy and lovey when in a romantic relationship. But it did lightly trigger his skepticism like a knee-jerk reaction.

Back in the underground…well, let’s just say that Bean has a good reason why he looks for meanings behind certain actions and behavior thanks to some who acted nice not out of the goodness of their soul or heart.

It’s not your fault of course, nor could Bean be at fault.

Just something from the past that Bean took with him to the surface.

You don’t have to worry however, he knows you well enough to know that you don’t have any ulterior motive with your affections. So for Bean it will be easy enough to push those reflexive skeptical thoughts aside, or rationalize them.

Once he gets used to it, he’ll return the favor. You want to kiss Bean’s scars? Go right ahead, while you’re doing that, Bean will place skelekisses on your marked skin. Tracing his phalanges sweetly over the dents and lighter or darker lines on your body, while he himself shivers slightly as your lips press against the cracks on his bones. It’s a very sweet and domestic quality time between the two of you. It becomes even better when either one of you had been having a tough day, building each other up with each tender kiss.

Bean cannot quite imagine a life without your sweet, sweet kisses. He treasures them and you deeply.

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Rust: It’s a healing feeling that Rust at first didn’t know what to do with. He stood there, frozen while you kissed his scars. Trying to process what’s going on inside him and what you’re doing. There had been times when Rust stared at you with his sometimes unnerving unblinking gaze before asking “…why?”.

It’s a slow progress of him getting used to it, but it’s so worth it in the end.

Now, Rust knows and been with you long enough to know when you’re about to shower him in praises and kisses. To say he adores those times is an understatement. He wants to completely lean and sag against you as you nuzzle him. Whispering sweet nothings in his non-existent ear while you kiss every crack, scar and dent that litters his face.

But there’s a time that is his favorite when you decide to pamper him like this. And that is when the two of you lie in bed together, either when waking up in the morning, or going to sleep or just cuddling together. With you either snuggled up to his side or lying on his bare chest (yes he has shoved some pillows inside his ribcage to make it more comfortable for you. And yes it feels weird to have those things inside his ribs but anything for you, not that he would say it out loud.)

It feels warm, it feels intimate. The way you look at him in the eyelight, murmuring so sweetly as you stroke your fingers across his scarred ribs and bones. And you do without a motive, you just want to do this. Showing Rust love and care he had never thought he’d wanted, desired, craved or needed. And oh, how he needed and craved it. Your love is like a silky cloth that gets softly pulled across his bones like a gentle wave. It’s a liquid warmth that fills the cracks and mental scars putting him back together like one does a treasured vase with golden glue.

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Thatch: Oh, oh gosh… Thatch doesn’t know what to do with this, honestly. His mind cannot really wrap around it? After all, how could he deserve such love from you that you just want to shower him with praises and kiss the cracks in his face and ribs? How is he supposed to function when you take his prosthetic arm and hand in yours and kiss the fingers and knuckles so tenderly? Never taking your eyes - that are full of so, so much love that he is undeserving of - off his own sockets.

You know of his past, he knows you do, he has told you himself that night full of so many tears and vulnerability. So Thatch can’t really grasp that despite it all, despite you knowing what he did, the monster that he is in every single way possible, you still hold him as if he deserves something. As if he deserves to be loved, that he deserves to be reassured.

You’re breaking him in even tinier little pieces, unraveling him at the seams, slowly but surely, until all that's left of him…and you’re putting him back together with such care and gentle hands and lips with every touch, with every kiss and words of praise.

It’s after a long time that Thatch slowly starts to be able to mentally accept the affections you wish to bestow upon him. And it’s after an even longer time that he manages to push the little voice in the back of his mind that whispers; ‘they don’t truly mean that, they don’t truly love you. It’s just pity,’ away.

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Thank you for participating in this spell, I hope it was to your satisfaction.

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signanothername · 2 months ago

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Weird question but I’m just curious

If you could add any character- doesn’t have to be a sans, into the bad sans’s who would you add?

this isn’t really about if it would work with your take on nm but more what character would you find the most interesting to have in that situation

Ngl can’t choose one single character so imma give a few dhhdhdhdhhd

Horror!Undyne, fell Papyrus, Geno, Fatal Error, or Color

Having H!Undyne in the same work space as Horror would be a bit fun I think, they hate each other with a passion, but I think that this might be an experience that they both see eye to eye to, definitely will not make them like each other, but their relationship might develop into something a tiny bit better (either that or become even worse than it already is), it will definitely a humbling experience for Undyne tho, can’t be a queen under the king

Fell Papyrus is still Papyrus at his core despite his edgier look, I think it’ll be fun to see his relationship with MTT, and how it might develop, whether for better or worse, and whether MTT be willing to take a punch or two for him or vice versa, and how he might handle Nightmare considering he’s already in the royal guard

Geno to me is someone who’s pretty much done with life, i don’t think Nightmare would be intimidating to him, regardless of how powerful he is or his otherworldly abilities, or his emotional and mental manipulation, Nightmare cannot break what’s already broken, and he sure as hell will never change Geno’s moral views, it would be fun to see Geno be at odds with Nightmare, and how he might view MTT

Fatal, a highly unstable error with one goal in mind, so the question of how he might take his kidnapping by Nightmare is an interesting one, obviously badly, but how badly? How will he react to his mission being interrupted and even taken away from him? What does an error do when their one purpose is out of reach? What will he do to MTT, considering the fact two of them killed their brothers themselves and one fed human meat to his own? I don’t think Fatal would like any of them at all, and he sure is not going to like Nightmare

Color obviously isn’t fond of hurting people, and that in of itself might cause problems, but I think Color’s existence might end in him getting under Nightmare’s nonexistent skin as time goes on, Color isn’t afraid of speaking his mind and he will call Nightmare’s bullshit out, go out of his way to help MTT where he can, and has enough patience to outlast Nightmare’s games

#anothers ask #nightmare sans #horror undyne #fell papyrus #geno sans #fatal error #color sans

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howlsofbloodhounds · 6 months ago

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I see an ask and became curious too, how is YOUR 🫵 opinion about the murder time trio? For a long time I thought they were just a fandom delusion, and only recently did I realize that there is a LOT about them (even though none of them have any canon relationship). I know your focus is on Killer, but I think it's interesting to know what you think of these two additions the fandom gives him (additions being Dust/Murder and Horror)

This one’s gonna be kinda short ‘cause I really agree with @signanothername’s interpretation of the trio quite a lot.

I do think Murder will always be a flight risk and Killer is pretty much placed on babysitting/warden duty. I doubt Killer truly gives a single flying fuck about their histories or pasts, but that doesn’t mean he won’t use the information he knows against them whenever he wants to be a bitch. Or even if he just wants to figure out what would happen.

I wouldn’t be surprised at all if Killer had a loathsome tendency to fuck around with them both, like they’re interesting lab rats. Killer’s SOULs in jars, except they still get to keep their SOULs.

I’m sure Killer will occasionally divulge information and tips about Nightmare, the castle, whatever he’s learned. Simply because he likes controlling the flow of information, and he likes being able to have some control over others’.

He might take up a “teacher” role at some point just for the hell of it, assuming he doesn’t quickly lose interest in Dust and Horror and fucks off somewhere on his own again. I doubt he’d really care to listen to or follow either Dust or Horror on the field unless Nightmare enforces it or it’d be more beneficial to do so.

I’m sure Dust and Horror would keep their distance from him, simply because Nightmare always seems to have an eye on Killer and they don’t want to be involved in that. Killer would notice, but wouldn’t care all that much. The other two likely view him as Nightmare’s toy or pet, so they keep away.

I’m sure Dust would have a problem with how Killer doesn’t care or even attempt to escape. (Assuming this is something Dust or Horror even know. Maybe Killer keeps that a little secret, instead just allowing/wanting everyone to think he chose to join Nightmare. Let people think he has more control than he does.)

Dust and Killer might occasionally talk shit about the human together and Killer might make an idle comment on how he sees Papyrus too, but I doubt it’d really go anywhere.

Killer doesn’t like talking about his past or being reminded of it, and he doesn’t even consider himself Sans anymore—he’s unlikely to connect to the concept of Papyrus, a brother, friends, or family the way Dust and Horror do and can.

He probably knows, logically, he once was Sans—and so therefore he likely had a brother, a Papyrus. But he also doesn’t..connect to those fragmented memories, so long ago and so alien to him he struggles to tell if they’re real or not.

In Killer’s eyes, not killing somebody is probably a sign of tolerance. Friendship is..something more complicated, tainted by foggy memories of Papyrus and his experiences with his closest and longest “friend,” Chara. So at most he probably just considers Dust and Horror coworkers he likes to fuck around with for fun—because considering them friends has implications for Killer.

There’s probably also this sense of unspoken “if you break them, you fix them” thing between Killer and Nightmare. Like, Killer’s allowed to play and mess around with the new additions, but he cannot push them too far that they become useless to Nightmare. And if he does, he has to put them back together.

So I’d imagine that whenever Killer manages to drag Murder back from his escape attempts, he’s also kinda required to play nurse for a bit and get Murder back into working shape. It’s a humiliating and dehumanizing experience for Murder, but Killer does pretty well in the physical sense of caring for someone—not so much on the emotional and mental front though.

Horror and Killer also have their “not eating” issues. Horror because of his famine and 7 year starvation, Killer for undisclosed canon reasons—possibly because of his own food trauma (such as food triggering sudden emotions or memories, like ketchup or spaghetti), perhaps his dissociation and unawareness of his limits, maybe eating doesnt inspire any emotions in him very often, maybe starving himself helps gain a sense of control. Who knows, but it’s something that they have in common.

They’d probably all work together when they have to—they’re all dealing with the same shitty boss—but I doubt their idea of friendship would be typical. These guys probably torment eachother and it’s taken as something almost affectionate even.

But they’ll probably be some invisible, unspoken line between Horror & Murder and Killer. They view Killer as Nightmare’s. Horror will likely be disgusted by both Killer and Murder’s actions, what they did to their brothers—Murder will likely see far too many similarities between Killer and the human to be comfortable with him completely, and meanwhile Killer just isn’t capable of caring.

Meanwhile, Horror and Murder have that “you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours” thing, but they both ultimately have their own goals.

Murder wants to get back to his AU and would probably ditch Horror in a heartbeat if it means doing so. Horror still has his brother to look after, so I’m sure he’ll rat Murder out if it keeps his Papyrus and AU safe. I’m sure they both understand that about eachother, though.

Sorry if this wasn’t really all that interesting. I’m kinda basically just repeating another’s views on it because I already agree with that interpretation 💀.

On another note, should Killer ever go into Stage 1 while in a Bad Sanses AU, I’m sure he’ll keep his distance from the others; either by staying in his room or leaving the castle frequently. I’m sure it’ll be quite a long time before Killer allows himself to be Stage 1 around the others, and Stage 1 would do his utmost to avoid them, and it’s possible that if they ever did encounter him like that, it’d be an unplanned, unpleasant accident.

( @qin-qin16 ).

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paintedkinzy-88 · 3 months ago

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Lust's bro coming home after a date with his bf only to find a large golden noodle curled up around Lust both asleep. Blue in the kitchen cooking and Ink in his half form doodling surrounded by half a dozen sketchbooks.

Stfu that’s actually hilarious hold on—

Warning for. Suggestive topics in the background, I suppose. It is Underlust. I tried to keep it PG, but also I’m very tired so eh ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ

Writing jumpscare boo

“Sans, I will be completely honest with you. I do not know what I am looking at.”

He wasn’t quite sure how to describe it, either. Papyrus’ brother has always been an… interesting character, to put it lightly. And he doesn’t mean that in any negative way! Stars knows the Great Papyrus would never settle with normal, especially in the world they live in. “Normal” here was extravagant, in-your-face, and exceedingly too personal. It had to be, unfortunately, for all of their survival.

Sans, however, found a way to be all of that, but so much better. He knows everything and everyone, flaunts his stuff like there’s no tomorrow, can party with the best of them and put on incredible shows every other night at Grillby’s. He’s memorable, in ways Papyrus just cannot understand, but deeply admires. And above all else, Sans is respectful.

Sure, he is the biggest piece of fruit on the grapevine, collecting gossip like it’s a national treasure, but he knows when to share and what to keep to himself. He’s become a safe space for many monsters, for better or worse, able to pick apart their walls and façades like they’re just a big game of Jenga. Papyrus has seen him do it too many times to count. He’s able to pick out the one monster in the crowd that’s clearly trying to drink away all their feelings for the sake of a party, and coerce them into cutting off their tab, talking it out in the bathroom, and going home for the night with newly smeared makeup. Whether that was with or without Sans coming along depended on the monster and the mood.

In other words, he was a reliable “mom friend” at a party, despite often having a few drinks himself.

But, more importantly, Sans has a personality beyond just sex and drugs. It’s something only people that manage to get past his pelvis have the opportunity to see. His room is filled with space memorabilia rather than the hottest magazines. He had a secret lab instead of a dungeon. He’d rather have a good burger and a soda than any of the tangy drinks and edibles that were so often found in everyone’s homes. Heck, his hobbies revolve around “star” gazing, pranks, and just making people laugh.

He encouraged Papyrus to live by his heart rather than by the lust flowing through his magic, unlike every other monster that wants him to be “down for anything.”

More than all of that, Sans was impossible to predict. He could honestly tell you the secrets of the universe one moment and then hit you with a water balloon the next. He made life in the Underground interesting and infinitely more tolerable.

That is to say, this scenario that Papyrus has currently walked into has certainly taken the cake. Multiple cakes, even.

There were currently three skeleton monsters in his living room, not including himself. One was standing in the doorway of their kitchen, in an outfit so unlike what he is used to seeing around Snowdin. A blue bandana is wrapped around his neck, hiding his neck and collarbone, with sturdy grey shoulder pads underneath it. His shirt covers his entire ribcage, and his pants are baggy and tucked into noticeably-not-high-heeled boots. On top of all of that, he has an apron on that says “Reach for the Stars” with multicolored stars littered across it.

In front of the couch, surrounded by an insane amount of paper, pencils, and other art supplies, is a skeleton of much similar structure to the other one — if you chose to ignore the horns, tail, and bare wing bones. He also has a scarf around his neck, this one brown and covered in writing and black splotches. His tan and white long sleeve shirt also covers much of his torso, but at least it’s a little more form fitting. His pants are flowy, however, but there are some sort of black leggings underneath them. He has no shoes, and Papyrus doesn’t see any near the door that aren’t already supposed to be there. A little strange to be barefoot in Snowdin, given the weather, though he supposes the folk in New Home or Hotland may enjoy the aesthetic?

The final two are by far the strangest part of this scene. Which is quite amazing, considering one is his actual brother.

Sans, in a rainbow hoodie with a purple star on the chest that Papyrus has never seen him wear, is currently in the center of a rather large, yellow, lizard-like… beast? Monster? Was that a monster?? Papyrus has never met a monster like this before, and he’s met a LOT of monsters in his time in the Royal Harem, before meeting Mettaton. Perhaps Undyne would know them? Or, actually, if they were a monster, maybe he shouldn’t be so surprised that Sans knows them, since Sans seems to know everyone in the underground far better than he probably should.

Either way, this was a very… Innocent yet weird moment to have walked into. Not that Papyrus was necessarily complaining. He hated to walk in on anything else.

All of the skeletons present (aside from the large one, who seemed to be asleep. Were they a skeleton monster?? Their pseudo skin seems very similar to his and Sans’ ecto bodies) are now staring at him, sockets wide and bodies frozen, like three children with their hands caught in the cookie jar. Even Sans himself looks surprised and confused, as if seeing his only other house mate within their very house was an unexpected turn of events.

Finally, the one in blue whips his head around to look at his brother, brows pinched downward. “Lust! You said he wouldn’t be home for another hour!”

He’s holding a plate of tacos in his hands. That’s perhaps the most normal thing in this entire scenario.

“Uh, yeah,” Sans replied, surprisingly. Why on earth he’d reply to such a cursed word, Papyrus had no idea. “He shouldn’t be back until, like, six somethin’.”

Papyrus distinctly remembers saying he’d be home at four-thirty sharp, actually. It figures that his brother would remember incorrectly, though he supposes it didn’t matter since he was technically correct. “It’s actually six twenty-four, right now,” he informed them, crossing his arms. “I had to stay later than normal because Mettaton needed help brainstorming new and exciting questions for his game show this week. Obviously, I was the best person to ask.”

Sans nodded, as if he expected this response. “Yeah yeah, hold on.” He shuffled around a little bit, reaching down towards his pants pockets. The large skull that laid on his stomach huffed unhappily, to which he simply patted their forehead with a soft “sorry, Dream.” Finally, he pulled out his phone and clicked it on.

A small purple phone Papyrus has also never seen before.

The horned skeleton on the floor snorted, propping his head on his hand. “Lusty, I think that’s the phone I gave ya.”

“Oh, shit.”

“Oh my stars,” the blue one groaned. He ran his free hand down his face, finally setting the tray of tacos down on the nearest table. “How did you mix that up?!”

“I’m sorry! They look similar!”

“The multiverse one literally has a star keychain, how did that slip your mind?!”

“You try havin’ two phones!”

“I literally do, you absolute doofus—“

“Yo, guys, don’t wake the baby,” the horned one scolded playfully, gesturing to the lizard-skeleton-thing. Which, if that WAS a baby, Papyrus was terrified to know what the parents looked like.

Though, knowing how rare children were, he supposed the skeleton was joking, now that he thought about it.

Great. Another comedian then (he says with all the fond annoyance, of course.)

“Excuse me,” he speaks up once again. They all turn back towards him, almost completely in sync. Terrifying. “I’m sorry to interrupt… whatever this is. But I would like to know who the heck you all are and why you’re in my home? How do you know my brother exactly? And are you all skeletons?? I didn’t realize there were other skeletons like us. And, more importantly, WHAT and/or WHO is THAT?”

He gestured wildly to the yellow being, sockets pinning his older brother down. Sans at least had the decency to look apologetic.

He should be, for keeping such cool and not-ravenous friends to HIMSELF.

“… Any chance I can convince you this is a dream?” Sans tried with a sheepish grin.

“Absolutely not.”

“Damn.”

“I can explain!” The skeleton-dragon-monster popped up from the ground happily, tail wiggling like a boney snake. Now that he was up, Papyrus noted that he was even shorter than his own brother. It was quite cute.

The blue one ran both his hands down his face now, though Paps swears he can see the corner of his teeth perk up a bit.

“Okay, so, I’m Ink!” the little one started, pointing to himself and then to his friends, “That’s Blue, Dream, and you know Lust! Kinda. Not AS Lust, but whatever. We’re all best of buddies, and we’re just hangin’ out today because Dream hadn’t seen Lust in a while and he really likes Lust’s hoodie, and when a piece of your hoard calls to you, ya just have to answer.”

“Mhm,” Papyrus nodded, utterly perplexed and not understanding a good portion of that entire explanation.

“A hoard is a dragon’s, like, very important personal belongings?” Sans tried to explain. “Like… a collection of… actually, never mind, it won’t matter in the long run and it’s hard to explain. Just know that Dream sees my hoodies and blankets and pillows as his own, and they’re very important to him.”

This is going to give him a headache. “So he needs to. Snuggle them. While you are in it.”

Sans snorted, patting Dream’s head again. “I mean, I don’t have to be in it, but it makes the experience better for both of us.”

Fair enough. He would much rather be cuddled up to his boyfriend than dealing with whatever-this-was.

“Anywho!” Ink paused. “Where was I?”

“Introducing us and failing to explain why we’re here,” Blue offered unhelpfully.

“Right! We’re alternate versions of your brother—“

“Oh my Stars, Ink.”

“And we all defend the multiverse together, but we’re also really close! Like family, not friends-with-benefits close, to confirm—“

“Oh my STARS, Ink—“

“— so we like to hang out in each other’s universes when we’re not fighting world-ending bad guys, and today we just so happened to be here for… whatever reason I may have already forgotten. Anyway! I gave Lust a phone to use across the multiverse, and it has the time of the Doodle Sphere on it because that’s consistent across the multiverse, but that also means it’s different from YOUR world’s time, with timelines and resets and all of that, so we confused the two.”

There was a long pause after Ink finished rambling, smiling happily up to the taller skeleton in the room. Before he could really register any of what was said, however, Blue muttered a little, “Technically, Lust confused the two, not us.”

This, of course, earned him an indignant shout from his brother, and—

Okay, yeah, no.

Papyrus nodded multiple times, clapping his hands together and pressing them to his teeth. “I have no clue what’s happening here,” he stated plainly. “I’m going to assume this is just more of Sans’ weird time-space shenanigans and… and I am. Going. To bed. I think.”

They all blinked at him quietly. The dragon-thing shuffled peacefully, sighing and rubbing his head against Sans’ chest. He looked comfortable, and incredibly soft as well. Perhaps when Papyrus had more motivation to understand what was in front of him, he’d ask if he could pet the large creature.

Breaking the silence, Blue gestured to the plate of food beside him. “Do you want a taco before you go?”

“… Sure. Why not.”

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peasofgreeniguess · 2 months ago

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Ello!!!! I have another request, which by the way, loved what you did with my other request. <3

So, in this, undertale bros, underfell, and horrortale and they have a rule "no more pets" since they all already have a lot of pets or dont want pets.

So reader walks into their house, trying to be sneaky with the box at like 2am. Very late, dident tell the brothers at all where they where, and they have a box that is making 'mew' noises (kittens.) And they come face to face with the brothers. (Separate) and they just stare at eachother. After a bit, reader just says, "Please?"

They are also in a relationship with them.

Thank you for reading this and hear is somthing sweet for you!

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IM GOING TO PRETEND I DIDNT DISSAPEAR TO WRITE MY LONGFORM FANFIC (go read doe eyed on ao3- more info at bottom of post)

classic papyrus.

you freeze in the hallway as suddenly papyrus flicks on the light. "WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING?" He asks, knowing already you have done something you probably shouldn't have.

Slowly you turn your head, revealing the small box in your hands as a little "mew" comes from said box. Papyrus stares at you, his face giving, "Oh my god, my mate is insane."

“Please?”

Defeatedly, he sighs, stepping over and looking into the box. "HAVE YOU NAMED IT YET?”

you nod. "DAMNIT!" He knows there's no chance your getting rid of it now.

Classic sans

Sans looks up from his desk at the quiet click of a door; he glances at the clock and notices the time. What are you doing getting home at this time?

Sans shortcuts right behind you in the hall just before you enter your room. He laughs at the small surprise noise you made. You whip around to look at him angrily, holding a small brown box. Oh no…

Sans looks down at the box. “Whats this?”

“Nothing…”

Silently, sans takes the box from you, opening the top.

“Y/N…”

“Please???” you say, batting your eyelashes at him.

Sans looks down at the box again, then back to you.

"Fineeee” he could never say no to you.

Underfell sans-

Sans sits on the sofa in the living room waiting for you. He couldn't sleep, not knowing when you would be home; he needed to make sure you were okay and got back safe.

Finally, hours later, he hears the front door unlock, and you walk in carrying a shoe box.

“Did ya’ bring dinner?” He asks, and you jump in surprise, not expecting him there.

“No… just… shoes” you say hesitantly. Immediately he knows you are lying, but he can play along.

“At two in tha’ mornin?” he asks, getting up from the chair. You nod your head.

“Then ya’ won't mind me seein’ what you got. Doll,” he growls. Taking the box from you, one his eyes land on the creature in the box, his fears are realized.

“Please-” sans holds his hand up, “ya’ know paps is already done with tha’ animals.”

“But sansss,” you whine, using the voice you know makes him weak in the knees.

“... keep it on the down low. OK”

His brother was right; he's gone soft.

Underfell papyrus -

Papyrus slaps open your bedroom door, his face already in a scowl.

“WHAT ON EARTH ARE YOU DOING OUT SO LATE? ITS DANGEROUS YOU COULD HAVE BEEN HURT- WHAT IS THAT?” he asks, noticing the small box you were currently hunched over.

"Puzzles,” you reply, hiding the box from his view. With two large steps, he moves right behind you, squinting his eyes.

“SHOW. ME,” he demands, knowing his mate well—he already has an idea of what's really in the box.

You look up at him with a sickly sweet smile, hoping to distract your mate.

It doesn't work, firm, but gently he pulls the box out from under you, seeing the animal you brought with you this time.

“WE CANNOT KEEP IT." “But papy!!” you plead.

“NO!” he says, walking out the door. Quickly, you chase after him.

“I named him doomfanger... He reminded me of you!”

Papyrus stops in his tracks, quietly growling. He look back into the box as his shoulders drop in defeat.

“THIS IS THE LAST!”

Horror sans

Sans has always liked the animals you bring home, and they seem to all like him as well. You two joke that he is the modern-day Snow White at this point, so hes not surprised when you bring home another animal. Only this time their landlord had warned them to not bring home any more or else they face eviction.

"Lamb… we cant." “But sans pleaseee- its hurt!”

Sans looks down at the small box turtle with a hole in its shell; it looks to have been run over by a car… he whines in distress; he didnt want to turn down his mate and the poor little turtle. but someone had to be responsible.

“We… cant.”

Tears brim at the corner of your eyes, causing Sans to panic; he hates seeing you sad!

He looks to his garden, then back to the turtle.

“Mabe… it could stay… in the garden…” You smile.

“Only until… it heals… at least…”

Horrortale papyrus.

Contrary to what you would think... Papyrus is the one who brings home creatures; i mean, you both do—Papyrus enables you most of the time.

But this…

"BIRDY, WE CANNOT KEEP A BEAR IN OUR BACKYARD”

“Why not!”

“ITS A BEAR?” He says there are many things Papyrus will do for you, but keeping a dangerous animal in his backyard? No.

“BECAUSE HE WILL EAT YOU! ITS A BEAR!” even though the bear is hurt doesnt mean they can keep it…

You puff out your cheeks and cross your arms, turning away from him.

“AH- DONT CRY! PLEASE…” he begs; he despises you being upset, especially when its his fault…

“MABE WE CAN CALL ANIMAL CONTROL? THEY CAN HELP”

You sigh.

“Fine” ok guess- note at the bottom because posts that aren't asks don't get reach lmao... so yeah sorry i died. i was busy! i got a job and started a fanfic, and now i'm more in the groove i'm back!! i'm actually also starting two more fanfics and i have a discord server! so if you want extra content, skeleton art, and more fanfic conversations please join! its 18+ ONLY and we do verify age, ty for reading! discord here

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jewbeloved · 7 months ago

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Hi! I love Undertale,and,so far,reading your Sans S/O+Papyrus S/O headcanons have been great! Could you maybe do Team Stan+Wendy (All seperate!) with a Frisk S/O? S/O is great at befriending others (human or not!),is someewhat of a people pleaser,is a giant prankster and overall quite flirty.S/O also has the same powers as Frisk,too. (The power of resetting and loading,hehe 👀).Thanks,if you do this,I appreciate your stuff 🫶!

Team Stan + Wendy with a frisk! s/o❤️

Note: STAP GETTING ME BACK IN MY UNDERTALE HYPER FIXATION! REEEEEEEEEEEEE >:C

Warnings: Having no determination is a warning lol.

Gender: Neutral

🩵 Stan "Parsh"💧

"Damn bro you're so quiet-ow! why are you poking me with that stick (Name)?! ow! Stop!".

Stop poking Stan with that stick right this instant you little gremlin >:( you'd just reset so Stan would completely forget what even happened that day of you poking him.

Nah but seriously, your quiet nature is creeping him out a little and he can't even tell if you're sleeping or not because your eyes are always closed....

WAIT- HOW CAN YOU EVEN SEE IF YOUR EYES ARE CLOSED?! WHAT ARE YOU??

Stan would be hiding in his room for days until you force him to come out and explain everything to him.

He honestly has no clue how he always keeps falling for the pranks you always play on him.

You'd calm him down and maybe even flirt with him a little to see his face get all red.🩵🩵🩵🩵

💚 Kyle Flovski 🪵

You just love messing with him don't ya? He just had to clear out his hat because you put a bunch of Ike's toys in it. He's your number one victim.

You befriended some of the six graders to help prank Kyle as well, but you kicked their asses if they thought of a prank that went too far.

Kyle is just wondering how he even ended up with you. But I guess this is his life now- and you just broke into his room and now caressing his cheek and flirting with him.

He honestly wouldn't know about your powers because he won't remember it by the time you reset or smt so you'll just have to explain it to him without resetting that specific moment of you explaining it to him.

Like Stan he cannot tell if you're sleeping or not with your eyes always being closed. Seriously how can you even sleep with your eyes closed????

You just shrugged and gave him a cheeky smirk to which he responded with a sign.💚💚💚💚💚

❤️ Eric "Tit"man 🍄

You're 100% a weirdo but you make a great partner in crime, you'll help him with his crazy plans like always right? Oh too bad, once you're his s/o you'll be dragged into his shenanigans at some point.

Doesn't mind the weird fact about you having your eyes closed at all times because he can use it as an excuse to get you both out of trouble by saying you were sleeping the whole time.

Definitely will insult you if you flirt with him while he has a hint of blush on his face.

Since you have that ability to befriend anyone and anything that saves him the trouble of having to do it himself when it comes to him planning something big. He's lazy what did you expect?

Of course you don't want your big bone boyfriend to get too rash and get himself hurt so you'll reset to undo the danger Cartman was about to get himself into. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

🧡 Menny Korrmick 🍔

I can see you both being the prankster duo together. You two would have fun pranking random people and getting away with it.

You would be using your reset powers to prevent Kenny from dying and he wonders what even happened before that last minute.

He is practically immortal but he can't deny that getting hurt and dying is still painful. He'll thank you for saving his life when you tell him what you did.

Flirting? 24/7.

You both would be flirting with each other back and forth making the other red as a tomato. It's an endless battle between you two when you start flirting.

There's never a solid winner between you two because your flirty remarks are just too good. 😳

Kenny probably at some point always thinks you're sleepwalking because your eyes are always closed until you point it out to him that you're awake.🧡🧡🧡🧡

🩷 Bendy Tellaburga 🎂

She thought you were blind at first when she saw you because of your eyes always being closed. Literally nobody can tell if you're awake or sleeping 😞

Okay she's sorry but can you blame her though? Right...she made an assumption...her bad...You ignored her for a day until she apologized.

Anyways! She doesn't mind the flirting remarks you make towards her but she might blush a little and have no clue what to say to your flirty comment.

She probably won't flirt back with you but she might send you a poem that will make your heart skip a beat.

Your power is extraordinary...but don't you think it might be a little dangerous? You're good at using it responsibly? Oh thank god.

She doesn't care for you pulling pranks but she might get a little annoyed if you prank her. She'll join you in pranking Cartman or someone that pissed her off.🩷🩷🩷🩷🩷

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frozen-spaghetti · 1 year ago

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Papyrus' Heaven Theory - I Swear It's Not Card Friends

Updated June 4th, 2024. Currently probably the definitive version of Papyrus Knight.

Part 1 - The Flaws with Papyrus Knight

a. "It's out of character"

Well, this is the main flaw that Papyrus' Heaven is made to address. However, this section is to run through the argument, so let's see here:

Papyrus is often seen as a simple, happy, and whimsical guy. And on the surface level, in Undertale at least, he does seem to be.

He also has one core difference when compared to the rest of the main cast: He cannot kill you. Toriel can kill you if you're not careful. Sans can kill you in his battle, though it's hard to reach. Undyne and Asgore have essentially made it their job to do so. Mettaton lives in a killer robot body designed to murder humans, a body created by Dr. Alphys. Flowey is a genocidal maniac who will kill you, only to revive you and do it over and over again.

But Papyrus? The only instances of him being able to kill you were a rare glitch in older versions of Undertale, which appears to now be an impossibility.

Now, someone this nice surely cannot have been an evil Knight in another timeline, right?

Well, let me present you a mini-theory within this theory:

Papyrus' Disremembrance Theory

There is a LOT of evidence that Papyrus is intentionally making himself forget many things, many important things.

Dialogue from the King Papyrus ending as well as the Lost SOUL battle paints a dark picture for Papyrus' backstory. Him saying absolutely nothing during part of the fight is haunting, and could imply that he's unable to remember what he would've said at that point. This is especially relevant as it comes at the same time Sans says "you'll never see 'em again," which is a very likely reference to his time in Deltarune's reality. The King Papyrus ending is quite terrifying too, it alludes to his "usual encouragement" not always working, which seems to imply there are past coping mechanisms of his.

This—coupled with the evidence that he's from the DELTARUNE reality—implies he is deep in denial and has forced himself to forget nearly everything. By the way, if you're not aware of said evidence, check out my post detailing the evidence Sans and Papyrus are from the DELTARUNE universe. It's fairly good, but I did not address the sun argument...so I will now.

A major argument against the Papyrus Deltarune theory is that he doesn't know what the sun is. Clearly, he cannot be from Deltarune's Light World if he does not know what the sun is!

Well, my answer to this is fairly simple. He likely has beaten the Deltarune reality out of his mind so hard that he doesn't remember what the sun is. He has to strain himself to even remember there was grass, after all. He does use the term "sun on my skin" but I believe he isn't fully aware of the connection between "the sun" and a big ball in the sky.

To wrap up Papyrus' Disremembrance theory, I'd like to point out that it nicely contrasts Sans' whole "don't forget" thing. This is even reflected in the Lost SOUL dialogue; Sans is clearly grieving while Papyrus has fully made himself forget.

Now - back to the main point!

Since we have established Papyrus is in denial, and has made himself forget practically everything that occurred in his time in the DELTARUNE reality, we can now treat his Undertale incarnation as a "soft reset" of sorts. Many traits of his shine through, but he is a fairly different person.

For example, I believe one of his core traits is his "I WILL BE THE ONE!" mentality.

If Papyrus really is the Knight, him being obsessed with a goal of causing a world-changing event to happen would add up. The core motivation for both would be to become worshipped and to achieve what he perceives as the greater good.

It would also be consistent with how Asriel—the Angel in Undertale's world—deceived him into doing his bidding. Assuming that the Knight is working for Deltarune's Angel, that could be a recurring theme for Papyrus' story.

Lastly, I will mention how most Papyrus Knight theories mess this up. They often claim he does not know about the Roaring, or that he makes the Dark Fountains just to get some Darkner buddies. And, while that may be on the surface level closer to his Undertale characterization, it does not add up with the in-game evidence. Queen makes it clear that the Knight goes by 'Roaring Knight' and King implies he was ordered to fight the other kings by the Knight. This clearly implies they are devoted to doing the Angel's bidding, regardless of if it's morally wrong.

b. "He's from Undertale, so he can't be the Knight"

I won't spend too long on this one since it is absolutely unchangeable, but I will bring up a counterpoint, one that I explained earlier.

Papyrus is kind of a Deltarune character???

If anyone who first appeared in Undertale counts, it would be the skeletons.

Hell, W.D Gaster in Deltarune is very heavily implied to be the same Gaster who built the CORE in Undertale's reality.

It appears the skeletons are strange, interdimensional beings. Gaster exists everywhere at every possible time, and Sans and Papyrus are known to have hopped realities.

Essentially, this argument is a bit weaker for someone like Papyrus than someone like Undyne who isn't the same character across both games.

I do get it, though. However, I do think there is room to debate he's being treated weirdly compared to nearly everyone else.

This line about Papyrus.

This damn line about Papyrus.

I don't think it proves he's the Knight at all, but Toby Fox is totally conditioning us to wonder where the hell Papyrus is.

And given the way the newsletters have been using Papyrus, it's honestly odd to imagine he won't have some strangely major role in the plot.

I could easily use something like this GIF as "evidence" but it really isn't. I could argue it ties Papyrus to a future Dark World location, I suppose. But really, the main takeaway is that Papyrus is treated extremely weirdly when compared to the rest of the returning Undertale cast.

c. "Nobody knows who he is"

Well, this flaw is near-unfixable. However, it is possible to turn it into a slight strength.

Firstly, though, there are ways for him to be more known to the main cast.

Deltarune has teased a Papyrus hangout in a similar vein to Undertale's date. Not only has Sans directly told you that you'll hang out with him soon, but the Steam page hints that Papyrus is busy—implying he will show up later.

This could easily pay off in a hangout later in the game, which causes the Fun Gang to familiarize with him. Hell, it's possible there's a Dark World adventure with him later on. However, I have a question to pose to you:

Does it really matter?

Well, likely, yes. Though, it is potentially not as much of a flaw as you would think.

Consider, for a moment, who else do we know for sure has created a dark fountain? Kris. And, tell me if this sounds familiar.

"Antisocial person lacking friends, who—in the grand scheme of things—lives under the shadow of their older brother."

Sure, this isn't exactly that unique of a character archetype, but if the two Dark Fountain creators share those traits, it could mean something.

Kris isn't as unknown as Papyrus is, but still— many people do not know them very much. Some don't even know their name; Undyne addresses them as "Asgore's kid" and even the ones who do know their name are not quite familiar with them.

Some More Weird Parallels Between These Siblings

Kris and Papyrus are both compared to Luigi from the Mario series.

Yes, I get it's stupid to bring up Luigi in an essay about Papyrus being the Roaring Knight, but hear me out here.

In debating Papyrus Knight since I wrote the original draft of this essay, I've mostly encountered the response that it's a basic trope and cannot be considered as an intentional parallel.

However, knowing Toby Fox directly acknowledges it and considers both of them to be Luigi-like characters...that makes it far more plausible of a comparison to make. Both of them are younger siblings who, despite their circumstances, wish they were "as good" as their elders, being Asriel and Sans. Just LOOK at Kris' room.

Papyrus and The Fun Gang

Papyrus is absolutely one of, if not the best character to make the Knight in relation to the Fun Gang.

I know that sounds odd. How? The Mayor is a character who they all at least know exists, and a similar thing could be said about Alvin, or even a more out-there candidate such as Alphys.

But...one thing nearly everyone else has in common is that they are figures of authority. Figures not nearly comparable to the teenagers who were pulled into a universe-defining story which puts fate into their hands.

This could apply to Kris (albeit limiting the affected parties for obvious reasons) and arguably Dess, but Papyrus really does work the best from the perspective of an "equal" antagonist.

This becomes especially clear when you consider the main antagonists so far.

A king, a queen, some criminal mastermind guy. To have their creators and ultimate superior be just another sad teenager like the Fun Gang could work as a better story.

Now.

The main issues with Papyrus Knight have been fairly addressed.

They will be hard to correct, but I have gotten them out of the way in order to pave the foundation of my theory. If the Knight is creating these worlds, why? They don't just want little Darkner buddies...if so, why would they order Spade King to overthrow the other kings?

Well, the motivation comes down to one word.

...

Okay. This is a bit funny. When I originally made the theory, I considered Dess was controlling him to create an Angel's Heaven. But now i go against said idea. But I'm too lazy to change the title, so pretend that nothing happened.

Part 2 - Papyrus' Heaven Theory

The General Idea

If you just want the key details of Papyrus' Heaven, here you go.

Papyrus doesn't want the Dark Worlds for friends, for fun, for adventure, or whatever. He is fully convinced that whatever he is doing is working toward a great new future.

In Undertale, we see his "I WILL BE THE ONE!!!" mentality with his ultimate goal of saving monsterkind, by capturing the final human. I believe he felt that very way about being the Knight. That he is ultimately a legendary hero.

This parallels the Fun Gang, who are also a group of inexperienced teenagers lacking friends who have been turned into prophesied heroes of the world.

Papyrus is aware, in some way, that a Roaring exists and believes it's either a necessary evil or the key to the perfect end for the world. He is not going to have a Berdly moment where Ralsei tells him it's bad and he stops.

What he did hurt him so much that he repressed the memories and vowed to be a better person.

Now, let me look at a few of these points in further detail.

"Papyrus doesn't want to make fountains for friends, fun, or adventure. He believes he's bringing a grand future."

Well, I can sense a counterpoint coming.

If he is aware of the Roaring, and believes it could be used to help save the world, why would he not just start the Roaring right then and now?

Well, I feel the easiest way is to connect this to Gaster.

Sans is fairly obviously connected to Gaster, but what many people don't consider is the strange level of meta knowledge he possesses. Not only does he wink at what we can only conclude is the Player, but he fairly accurately knows the release window between chapters of Deltarune. (2 years to describe the window between Chapters 1 and 2, which is correct if you don't round upwards.)

Given he says you'll most likely see Papyrus again when Asriel returns, we can infer this will likely be around when a major story moment occurs. This is probably sometime between Chapter 5 and Chapter 7, however it is most likely during Chapter 5 proper, as that chapter may take place in the Flower King shop for various reasons. These include but aren't limited to the likely placement of the Church in Chapter 4 based on various context clues, the potential for a Flower King area to serve as a pseudo-endgame with Flowey characters and the like, and the May 2024 newsletter giving us some content regarding the Flower King shop a while after Chapter 3's development completed.

There are also many reasons to believe Chapter 5 will end with the Roaring beginning and heavily feature the Knight, such as Chess Theory and the original release schedule.

Regardless though, given that Papyrus is known to have some form of relationship with Gaster, I could see him having some level of fore-knowledge. It'd be interesting if Gaster actually needs the Knight for the Legend to come true, and thus is affiliated with them.

"In Undertale, we see his 'I WILL BE THE ONE!' mentality which may carry over into his attitude as the Knight."

Papyrus is strongly devoted to his goals in Undertale. Sometimes, painfully so. He is very, very committed to making sure Frisk is captured. Even after they become friends with him, he continues to aid Undyne in capturing him.

And yes, he is very aware of what he's doing.

Papyrus very much knows the consequences his actions have, and does not cease even despite the fact he is friends with the person who is going to be murdered; their blood would be on his hands. Yet he is unrelenting.

I imagine this is a personality the Knight could have.

To endanger children by placing Dark Worlds in a school and a library, and to continue creating these Dark Fountains even after having learned of the Roaring (if he didn't already know of it) is something I cannot see many characters doing. Of course, that can be addressed with others, but Papyrus in particular is very stubborn, or to put it another way, determined.

Regardless of whether a Knight Papyrus would want recognition or love, I believe he absolutely considers himself to be a hero. Perhaps he is misguided. And, if the Delta Warriors are also misguided, then it'd be a double misguide. Two opposing sides, and yet both manage to be wrong in a sense.

Does Papyrus Want Recognition Again?

Speaking of, though, it is entirely likely that Papyrus wants to be hailed for his work as the Roaring Knight.

Perchance Sans is being truthful when he says Papyrus wants friends, and Papyrus takes that in an unhealthy direction using Dark Worlds.

While Kris used the Dark Worlds to make new friends with Lancer, Ralsei, and Susie, as well as improving their bond with Noelle and Berdly, the Knight has been shown to have manipulated the chapter bosses in order to worship them. Maybe not directly, but they absolutely have displayed behaviour that implies that the Knight feels like a god to them.

It is presumable that Papyrus may also want to gain praise from other Lighters in this manner as well, but he certainly has taken the role of a 'god' to some Darkners.

"Papyrus is aware of the Roaring and considers it necessary to fulfill his grand goal."

Given Queen calls the Knight the Roaring Knight, this is a pretty clear-cut case.

As I mentioned in the last section, Papyrus absolutely does know his actions have consequences, and it's very hard to change their mind. In Undertale, thankfully, most of his actions were benevolent. But in this case, he is really acting in a dangerous manner which is bound to hurt many people.

"What he did hurt him so much that he repressed the memories, and vowed to change and improve as a person."

I already covered this earlier, during the Papyrus' Disremembrance segment.

However, I do want to expand a little more on a specific argument against it here.

I've seen Papyrus' ignorance at what a human looks like being used as a point against him being from the Deltarune world, or a point against him having met Kris.

Now, if Papyrus' Disremembrance theory is correct, that explains that argument away.

Next, I'll cover more tangible evidence for the theory.

Part 3 - Some Potential Evidence I Guess

Susie Is QC Lmao

When talking about the Roaring Knight and the Dark Fountains, Susie says this:

"The Roaring Knight…

(...)

Since they started showing up,

Everything’s gotten a lot more interesting, hasn’t it…?"

This is odd. It's very, very similar in wording to the way QC describes Sans and Papyrus being new in town. She says the following:

"There’s two of ‘em…

Brothers, I think.

They just showed up one day and…

… asserted themselves.

The town has gotten a lot more interesting since then."

The focus on the Fountains being new and the very similar choice in wording leads me, and others, to believe this may be an intentional parallel. Of course, there are other Knights who could be 'new' like the Vessel, but Papyrus fits the best by far, because of the fact the original statement was about him and Sans.

Papyrus and Dreams

Papyrus is weirdly frequently connected to dreams.

If you take even a casual glance at Deltarune, it's pretty clear dreams are significant to this game.

"This robot was the embodiment of a lightner’s dreams."

“The edge of shadow, where reality and dream meet.”

In the Undertale 5th anniversary alarm clock winter dialogue, Papyrus talks about how he let Sans sleep despite wanting him to help to clean up after the holiday party, and adds that this dream was his gift to him.

"SO I LET HIM SLEEP.

HE BETTER NOT EXPECT ME TO CLEAN UP BY MYSELF NEXT TIME! THAT GOOD DREAM WAS MY PRESENT TO HIM! NYEHEHEHEHEH!!!"

In Papyrus’s room, upon inspecting his bed, he talks about his dream of driving down a highway:

THAT’S MY BED!

(…)

OF COURSE, THAT’S JUST A DREAM.

SO INSTEAD I CRUISE WHILE I SNOOZE.

Papyrus and the IcePalace Maze

Now, I'm including this one more for the hell of it rather than because it's really evidence. But, regardless, here it is.

On the Spamton Sweepstakes website, clicking on the black door of the blue and white d_a_m_n_y_o_u_t_e_n_n_a page leads us to Noelle’s blog. https://deltarune.com/icepalace_glaceir/. In her blog entry, she talks about the cross shaped maze in the ice area from the game Dragon Blazers. If the player wasn’t accompanied by a specific character to guide them, they got lost and became stuck forever.

In the Undertale 5th anniversary alarm clock winter dialogue, Sans describes how Papyrus threw a holiday party for everyone and made a maze out of snow and ice, in which Asgore got lost:

"this winter, papyrus threw a holiday party for everyone.

[...] oh yeah, he even made a, uh, a “welcoming puzzle” for the party.

a giant labyrinth made of ice, snow, and musical ornament,

you, uh, had to get through it to get to the front door.

think asgore got lost in there for a while.

undyne had to go save him."

Mettaton refers to it as a "mind maze" which is extremely interesting if it truly is referencing a Dark World.

To be clear, though, my claim is that it is a parallel to Papyrus' previous actions, not that they really created a Dark World here. That would be silly.

The True Meaning of the Word Font

There is a very compelling case that the word 'font' means 'Dark fountain.'

Papyrus (as well as Sans and Gaster) use the more common modern definition of 'font' which is essentially just a computer typeface.

However, the more traditional definitions oddly line up with a description of a Dark Fountain.

Don't put too much stock in this one. It's mostly a fun coincidence!

"A receptacle in a church for the water used in baptism."

This one should be fairly obvious.

Darkness is compared to water a lot. Down to the word 'fountain' being used at all. The filename for the background in the intro is "IMAGE_DEPTH" and the sound effect when Kris and Susie fall into a Dark World is called "ocean."

The 'baptism' part is especially interesting though.

A 'holy fountain.' Not only does King describe fountains as Holy, but so does the soundtrack. The theme of the Dark Fountains is called THE HOLY. Given it is in all caps and fairly reasonably connected to Gaster, it's interesting that a skeleton who uses a strange font himself would describe them this way...

"A reservoir for oil in an oil lamp."

Not much to say on this, other than the fact oil is VERY dark. A very dark liquid such as Darkness may be comparable with oil.

"A source of a desirable quality or commodity, a fount."

Now this really just describes the Dark World.

Not only does the Dark World act as a form of 'Dream World,' but it actively amplifies the skills and powers of those who enter.

Monsters are able to use magic, or at least harness it more powerfully than normal.

Given the way Dark Worlds work, you could very much consider them to fit this definition of font.

Papyrus' Heaven - Conclusion

This is my first long-form theory, and I hope you liked it. Please point out errors or holes, and I'll go back and edit them!

Updated June 4, 2024 to reflect changes in my, and other people's, visions for how it should go.

#undertale #deltarune #papyrus

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capricioussun · 5 months ago

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I don't know if I or another person have asked but what's your interpretation of Fell Papyrus?

I swear I'm going to try and keep this from becoming a novel but I can't be held accountable for if I fail.

Edit post-typing: I failed. Anyway

So, similarly to the US boys, I started off basically taking the UT boys (as I see them) and going all the way back to the beginning and seeing how the changes would ultimately affect them. This pretty consistently has a bigger impact on Papyrus than Sans because I've always seen Papyrus as very...sort of impressionable? Or reflective. A lot of his behaviors come from those around him and their expectations.

To me, he comes across as the type of character to try to mold himself into a specific shape because he sort of lacks his own sense of self. I've always headcanoned this as coming from my standard lore of being like, partially synthetic and receiving a larger part of Gaster's soul than Sans in their creation, meaning he takes more after someone with low empathy and serious issues with derealization, and only became even more sort of..."detached" from himself after Gaster shattered and it damaged his and Sans' "code" (Papyrus more so, again, because of having a larger percentage of Gaster's soul).

In UF, because of how Gaster was, and because of how much fear he semi-unintentionally instilled in Sans, that Sans then went on to try and teach Papyrus through the lens of, he wound up with a tremendously overzealous responsibility complex. Gaster had impressed on the boys how important they were to his plans to free monsterkind, all the way up until shattering when the boys were still young. And then Sans tried desperately hard to teach Papyrus how to be entirely self sufficient and survive in a world as cruel as theirs because he believed he'd get killed or Fall Down at pretty much any moment (Sans was a very, very stressed out kid/teenager).

So Papyrus essentially learned Anything can be an exploitable weakness, not to show emotions, do anything for the sake of surviving, and above all else, protect those that need protecting, with Sans, and eventually Undyne, at the top of the list. This is also where his deeply secretive nature really settled in, and also why he struggles so much to accept...really anything good that's offered freely. Kindness, friendship, help. He has to remain untouchable, unreachable, the one to provide and not take, because if he messes up, if he lets the wrong person in, he's not just risking his own well being, but by extension, everyone who's depending on him.

It's also a really good way to distract himself from the crushing loneliness. Saw a tumblr post the other day that resonated so hard w/ my ideas of him that said something along the lines of "if I cannot be wanted I will be needed, and if I am not needed then let me be used until there is nothing left". He was never really allowed to develop himself as a person, not fully, so he completely filled himself with what he thought he had to be. When those things are taken away, he has nothing, and he’s too terrified to let that happen.

It's also why I hc he, in some ways, winds up having a really really hard time after surfacing in some of my ideas/aus/stories. He was needed underground, Sans needed him, Undyne needed him, Snowdin needed him, and by extension the whole underground did, to keep the balance. Above ground, everyone calming and becoming happier, Sans and Toriel settling down, Undyne and Alphys settling down, being a replaceable member of the ambassadorial team, he's hit with this just...utter loss of self.

Getting carried away on the specifics. He and UT Papyrus actually align in a lot of ways it's hard to see at first glance. Both have their "roles", both have a specific sort of "bit" they do with their brothers, both let Undyne believe she knows what's best because they believe it's what best for her, both, despite knowing better, desperately want to believe in the greater good. Despite all the aforementioned problems, despite preparing his whole life to kill humans, he's the first to give up and try to help Frisk. They're just a child. A child who wants to help, who's scared, who doesn't even have a brother to look after them.

In reality he’s a nervous wreck. My man is TIRED. He puts himself under tremendous pressure and doesn't know how to express nor understand emotions. His schtick is so well rehearsed anything that goes off script completely blindsides him. The soft, silly, bratty goofiness is really only under a very thin layer of ice. It doesn't take much to crack it, but that only makes him that much more defensive and paranoid. He can't risk anyone knowing how "weak" he truly is, even if most anyone who's been around him any amount of time can see it clear as day, because he’s about as good at hiding it as UT Papyrus would be lol

At least they don't know about the [REDACTED]. That, he’s actually really good at hiding.

I do wish I'd given him a different nickname than Edge looking back, but back when I'd nicknamed my main guys I just went w/ the fandom usuals so now he’s forever cursed to be Edge bc I associate it too strongly lol

#good lird...sry ✌️😔#I'm shaking him violently like a dog w/ a toy #he’s so -that wailing and evaporating emoji-#ty for the ask I'm exploding him w/ my mind forever <333 #he acts like a total hardass for five minutes but he’s a dork and a softie he’s so embarrassing I'm putting him in a coffee press #kiok0r0 #sorry I'm normal again ty for the ask (normally) 💕💕💕#uf edge #underfell papyrus #sun spots #clear sky sunset

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gabriel-xander · 2 months ago

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Don't Forget

[Sans x Female!Reader]

32: Are You Jacking off to Sun Tzu - The Art of War, Dude?

A/N: I fear I will be taking a long Hiatus now 🥲 I have a bigger project I need to work on and it’s like a legit job so all of my stories will be on hold. I’ll TRY to update here and there when I can, but I cannot promise anything. That said, I hope you can enjoy this chapter!

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Swap-Sans lasts about… approximately 3 minutes of pure silence before he breaks. You’re not shocked at all since he is supposed to be this AU’s eager little man. He had taken a quick look back at Sans, asking for his name with skepticism. To your surprise, Sans doesn’t give a fake name and instead just tells his counterpart the truth.

This does not fly with the Royal Guard, no sir.

“HMM… BUT… I’M THE MAGNIFICENT SANS…” Swap-Sans snaps his fingers with a winning smile, “YOU CAN BE “OTHER SANS” INSTEAD!!”

“PPFT!!”

You slap your hand over your mouth, though it is futile to muffle your laughter. As said before, ever since Other Sans reverted to his original look, his expressions are so much more extra and dynamic.

And now Other Sans’ disbelief was the funniest shit you’ve ever seen. He groans at your laughter, hoping Swap-Sans doesn’t look at him to see his blush. That said, Swap-Sans is very proud to have made you laugh that hard.

“AND WHAT ABOUT YOU, HUMAN?”

“Ah-haha! Ahem–Uh, you can call me [Y/n],” You say with a few lasting giggles.

“[Y/N], IS IT? THAT’S A GOOD NAME!”

Huh. That gives you some major deja vu from when you first met Papyrus.

“Thanks,” You said, “I picked it out myself.”

You look into the camera with a knowing look. Ah, you appreciate a good call back.

Swap-Sans has very little interest in talking to his other double, so he puts his attention on talking to you. You think he might’ve forgotten that you’re a prisoner considering Swap-Sans has been asking you question after question about yourself. Other Sans might’ve told you not to give away too much, but how could anyone expect you not to entertain Swap-Sans? He’s such a good boy and he’s doing his best!!

You only tell him the surface-level things about yourself, the same crap you tell other people when you’re just being polite.

“It’s basically the gist of it. I just want to be a doctor and save lives when I can,” You tell him earnestly, “It’s going to take a long time before I can get to a skill level that will make a difference, but I’m willing to put in the time for it.”

Swap-Sans nods eagerly along with your words, “WHAT A WONDERFUL PASSION! YOU KNOW, IT SOUNDS LIKE YOU BECAME A DOCTOR FOR THE SAKE OF SOMEONE ELSE.”

You widen your eyes and stutter. “Wow… Yeah, I mean, How–… How did you know?”

“HOW DO I KNOW? WELL, IT SOUNDS PRETTY OBVIOUS FROM THE WAY YOU’RE TALKING ABOUT IT. THAT’S THE THE SOUND OF SOMEONE WHO DOES GOOD FOR THE SAKE OF OTHERS.

‘…Ueueueue…’

“I wouldn’t go that far, but… yeah. You got it.” You feel a little flustered, laughing awkwardly.

You get more engaged in the conversation with this AU’s Sans, your eyes and tone sparkling with merriment. Other Sans slows down just enough that he falls a few steps behind, letting himself walk at a pace to observe you and his other version interact.

That thing Swap-Sans said… Other Sans didn’t know that was the reason why you became a doctor, and it never really occurred to him to ask.

Ugh! How did fucking Swap-Sans pick that up before Sans did? That’s not something Sans would normally miss, so why–

Wait, could it be that it’s because when he first met you he was more focused on checking if you were good or not? Actually no, that’s exactly what it was. Back then, he wasn’t remotely interested in you (not in positive ways, at least) so it’s no wonder it went over his head.

It makes him wonder, who is the person who inspired you to be a doctor in the first place?

Other Sans can’t think of someone you mentioned who passed away in your personal life. From what he knows–from what you shared–both of your parents and siblings are still around, and you talk about your “bestie”, Elliot, with too much happiness for him to be a past memory. You mention all the time how “when you meet him, you’ll understand why I call us a gay duo.”

“When,” you kept saying. So no, Sans has no reason to believe Elliot has passed.

But what about… your ex-boyfriend, Kōrenki? You spoke about that guy only once, but you said you loved him and only had good things to say. Hm… No, maybe not him either.

It’s truly a mystery to Other Sans, but perhaps that’s a clue for Other Sans that he really needs to get to know you better. Despite you knowing a lot, you still go out of your way to ask him about himself and his brother. Even if you know it already or not, you make him feel like you’re genuinely interested in him and his past.

Man… What did he do to deserve someone as kind as you?

…Probably shouldn’t let his subconscious answer that, he might come up with answers he’s not ready for.

Other Sans is brought out of his thoughts when you three break clear of the forest. He’s not super shocked to see you’re all now close to Snowdin already. This AU is a direct copy of his own with the difference lying only in the monsters and their swapped personalities. Anyway, Snowdin Town is right there… right across the fucking bridge.

That’s not ideal.

Ever since he learned of your fear of heights, Other Sans will never let you use the bridge to cross. You never need to use the bridge when you go to work in Downtown Snowdin, and there isn’t any reason for you to use it otherwise. If it was absolutely necessary, then Other Sans would either give you a shortcut across, or Papyrus would just carry you over it.

To his surprise, you say nothing about it. He can’t see your face, but he can read your body language well enough to know you’re getting anxious and tensing up.

“HMPH,” Swap-Sans crosses his arms, “YOU’RE LUCKY I AM NOT ACTIVATING THE GAUNTLET OF DEADLY TERROR FOR NOW.”

You force a laugh that sounded way too obvious to your discomfort, “Ah-ha ha ha… Yeahhh…”

“UH, IS SOMETHING THE MATTER?”

“Whaaat? Nooo, nothing is-”

“-uh, no?” Sans cuts you off, “you’re afraid of heights, don’t start lying.”

“Bro…”

“WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING?”

“With all due respect, why would I?”

Swap-Sans almost pouts but his limitation to his facial anatomy stops him from doing it correctly. “WELL… I MIGHT BE CAPTURING YOU, BUT I’M NOT EVIL AND UNREASONABLE.”

Other Sans steps forward to stand next to you with a wink, “if it doesn’t rattle your bones, i can shortcut us all across. save us some time.”

“OH, WOW!” Swap-Sans looks at the Other Sans with wide eyes, “YOU REMIND ME OF MY BROTHER. HE CAN USE SHORTCUTS, TOO.”

“ha-ha, that’s so silly, ah-ha ha… imagine that…”

You snort, “Way to keep it subtle, Other Sans.”

Other Sans sulks his shoulders, “you’re actually calling me that?”

“NO TIME TO SULK, OTHER SANS! HELP US GET ACROSS, WON’T YOU?”

“yeah, yeah–whatever, just put your hand on my shoulder.”

Swap-Sans, not picking up the tone in his counterpart's tone, does so with an eager smile. You go to the other side of Other Sans, smiling at him while holding out your hand. His own smile eases as he takes your gloved hands.

Is he weird for liking the look of you wearing his stuff? He hopes it isn’t weird because he’d love to see you in his sweater one day.

The moment you close your eyes, giving his hand a little squeeze, Sans shortcuts you 3 to the other side of the bridge. His grip tightens on your hands when he sees you stumble a bit. Fuck, your body is still recovering from using the DJ earlier but he’d rather do this than make you cross that bridge.

“ARE YOU ALRIGHT, [Y/N]?”

“are you okay?”

“Yes, I’m okay,” You laugh at their overlapping concern, “Aw, you guys are so sweet in your own ways.”

Other Sans and Swap-Sans both feel pride in your praise but make the terrible mistake of looking at each other at the same time.

…

Eugh.

“Well, let’s keep going,” You sigh softly, already walking ahead (You haven’t let go of Other Sans’ hand yet so he was happily dragged along with you). “We’re here now and Other Sans and I need to be locked up.”

“R-RIGHT…”

Man, call him crazy, but Swap-Sans doesn’t even want to lock you up anymore. Other Sans though… meh. But you–You’re so funny and a pleasure to talk to. Swap-Sans saw you as a threat before but he’s gotten the chance to talk to you and you’re actually so chill.

Crap, you were right when you said you two could be great friends earlier. He accidentally gave you that chance and you totally proved him right!

You stop walking when you realize Swap-Sans hasn’t moved yet. You furrow your brows together and pull your hand away from Other Sans so you can cross your arms.

“Hey, you okay, buddy?” You ask him with concern.

“IF… IF I MAY BE HONEST, I DON’T WANT TO LOCK YOU IN OUR CAPTURE ZONE ANYMORE.” Swap-Sans huffs whole crossing his arms, “YOU WERE… UGH! YOU WERE RIGHT! I GAVE YOU A CHANCE AND I DON’T WANT TO CAPTURE YOU ANYMORE, BUT I HAVE A JOB TO DO. I AM TRAINING TO BE A ROYAL GUARD, I CAN’T GO BACK ON MY WORD.”

You grin widely–holy shit, your unmatched rizz actually worked! Look at you, stumbling ass-backward into victory! Other Sans is pretty impressed as well, but it’s to be expected with how charismatic you are (in his opinion, anyway). Other Sans isn’t very eager to get locked up, so he can get behind this.

“well, how ‘bout this?” Other Sans suggests, “we can be locked up in your house instead and we can still hang out that way while we wait for your human to arrive.”

“EHHH…”

You nod eagerly, “Oh, that’d be a good idea! Besides, I’m freezing out here, and I doubt the Capture Zone is gonna be comfortable.”

“YOU’RE ACTUALLY SO RIGHT, [Y/N]! LET’S GO TO… MY HOUSE!!”

Filled with new motivation and vigor, Swap-Sans starts marching into town, not even looking to make sure you’re both following. You give Other Sans a knowing look.

“Maybe you like me in every Universe, huh?” You say teasingly.

Other Sans blushes lightly, “yeah, well… i mean, who wouldn’t?”

“…Gay ass.”

“???”

With a laugh at his expression, you grab Other Sans’ hand again and drag him to follow after his counterpart.

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nu1lst4rs · 7 months ago

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doodled human designs for a few neutral aus! (pt.1)

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can you tell i lost motivation... thank you to chandr for doing the last 3's lineart for me. legit couldn't get freshs colours to fit with the rest. eugh. its the best you're going to get out of us for these guys.

Nightmares gang, star sanses, neu au pt.2, extras

COLOUR, CLASSIC, PAPYRUS, EPIC and ANY REQUESTS will be in the next neu au post 3_^ so please please request me to draw neutral peoples... gonna open general requests in a separate post.

some hcs under the cut!

warning for alot... i mean.. alot of text..

> Ccino (he/they)

indian... ccino... mbghbgb. MAINLY BECAUSE I WAS EATING GULAB JAMUNS AND I WAS LIKE "huh this reminds me of ccino."

trans masc! you should be more surprised if someone wasn't trans at this point

just for individuality, i feel like he'd have cat features. toe beans, tail, but no ears. personal preference.

hopeless romantic. wants to fall in love so bad, like so bad. but doesn't have anyone to fall in love with.

his AU is a neutral where the player killed all bosses. because of this, ink had offered them a pocket AU with just their cafè. ccino still visits their old au from time to time, but otherwise lives in the cafè.

one of the youngest AU's/sanses, only a few hundred years old

> error (he/they/xe)

spanish + colombian

as a divergence from classic, he maintains a similar body shape. also the fact he eats nothing but chocolate.

^ similarly, his eye is covered by a star glitch. xe never equates this to the fact they were geno, and just see it as some weird cool glitch.

rocks an alliance with both NM and dream, so wears both the stars pin and gangs patch. he always choses the side of who benefits him the most in that moment. neither of the groups are happy about it, but see error as too valuable to deny.

has arthritis and bad joints. his strings usually dig into his fingers, causing scaring and pain. (bsp related: he gets taught how to relieve these pains by nms gang because they all have chronic pains of some kind)

taking strings from his eyes is PAINFUL. its basically his unraveled code and magic combined, glitching and stuttering.

illiterate. he cannot read anything but code.

brother of ink. annoying brothers that HATE eachother. but love eachother at the same time.

> cross (they/he)

spanish. it fits him. and its relatively canon.

cross is indecisive. they've jumped between nightmares gang and the stars several times, easily being swayed. as of my AU right now, they're with the stars.

they're colourblind! their AU was monochrome, and thats how they see everything. everything is just a shade of purple. he's never told people about it, but most people catch onto ir.

autism. cross has horrible sensory issues, and gets overwhelmed easily. also bad at social queues.

THIS MAN IS THE DEFINITION OF DOG POETRY. they would go on pinterest daily and cry about it.

is a great artist. ink taught him the basics when they were stuck in the void, so they built on it. they're really self conscious about it, and keep their sketchbook locked away tightly. (in their bedside drawer)

> reaper (he/him)

egytpian. i feel like he'd embody their idea of dying.

bird claws. bird wings. everything bird.

seen as a parental figure to dream and nightmare because of his extensive knowledge of the universe and balance n all that.

(THE GAY FLAG WAS A MISTAKE) he's bi. and loves his wife. (life)

aroace spec! completely ace, and demiromantic.

sorry guys i dont have the best hcs for him 💔

> geno (he/they)

spanish + colombian

needs a portable oxygen tube to breath. he can live without it, but its really painful to not have it.

some parts of his body are decomposed, while others are held together through determination. practically constant agony.

same reasoning as error for body shape.

> fresh (they/it)

parasite. its ass doesn't have a race nor nationality.

not the hotest with a few sanses. dream and nightmare don't like someone demeanour not being affected in the slightest by the amount of pain and agony they're in. error hates how the code overlaps and glitches. and overall they're just a bit crazy.

wears either heelies or rollerskates. refuses to EVER walk anywhere, and always rolls.

i don't got much for him.

eugh. i am so sorry if the hcs are lazy, i am not good hcing with aus im not familiar with. if anyone wants to input please do! i'd love to learn about them. <3 anyways i am sleeping because i need to stop staying up till 4am..

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jmbringitonworld · 2 months ago

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How I Married Your Father

AO3 link for those who prefer to read fics there

This silly idea came to my friend and I, and we imagined some scenes for it. And when it comes to silly ideas, well... I just can't seem to resist writing them out. I also can't seem to resist injecting fluff into everything I write. How did this get so long?? @a-snowpoff this is all your fault.

Is any of this funny? You tell me ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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It all started with a ring.

Well, technically it all started when I met Papyrus, but the trouble really began with the ring.

See, Papyrus and I had been good friends for a while - to the point I was comfortable with letting him stay in the spare room at my place, when he moved out to give his brother and sister-in-law some space and privacy. We’d hung out together a few times, and had even gotten to know each other’s friends.

We’d also occasionally gift each other things we’d seen and thought the other would like. Just little things, like oven mitts, a new apron, plates with interesting flame patterns, cool action figures, bones of varying sizes… you know, just knick-knacks and such. Nothing too fancy.

And then one day Papyrus gave me a ring.

It was a sparkly piece of jewellery, very well-made and clearly quite pricey, and I was very reluctant to accept it. But Papyrus looked so excited, so hopeful, and even a little nervous (as he did with anything he gifted me to be honest)… I just didn’t have the heart to refuse. No one with a heart would’ve been able to deny him.

“DO YOU LIKE MY PRESENT??” he asked me, bones vibrating ever so slightly as he looked to be on the verge of bouncing on his feet.

I didn’t need to force the smile that spread so wide across my face that my cheeks started hurting.

“Yes.” I tried the ring on each of my fingers. It fit my ring finger perfectly. “I love it! Thank you Paps.”

The smile he gave me in return was more brilliant than any precious gem.

I had no idea what that ring would come to mean.

And neither did Papyrus, as it turned out.

—

“WHAT???”

Papyrus’s eye sockets widened in shock as he stared at Alphys, his friend, gifted scientist, and expert on humans (probably).

The shorter monster shuffled her feet nervously under his incredulous gaze, and reflexively scooted a little closer to her wife.

“O-oh, you d-didn’t know that humans give their partner a ring to p-propose? Uh, propose marriage that is.”

Papyrus shook his head.

“NO!! I HAD NO IDEA!! MY DATING GUIDEBOOK DIDN’T MENTION ANYTHING ABOUT MARRIAGE!!! IT ONLY SAID THAT GIVING YOUR PARTNER A RING WAS THE NEXT IMPORTANT STEP TO ADVANCE YOUR ROMANTIC RELATIONSHIP!!”

He took out a badly chewed up book from… somewhere… and proceeded to riffle through what remained of its pages.

Sans eyed the book with a raised browbone. “uh, paps? it looks like something took a bite or ten outta your book.”

The younger skeleton monster glared at the book in remembered offence.

“IT’S THAT MISCREANT MUTT!!” He stomped his foot, scarf flailing through the air from the force of his agitation. “IT KEEPS CHEWING THROUGH MY THINGS!! NOT CONTENT TO STEAL MY SPECIAL ATTACKS, IT TRIED TO EAT MY DATING GUIDEBOOK!! AND MY HANGOUT GUIDEBOOK!! AND EVEN MY COOKBOOKS!! ALL FIFTY SEVEN OF THEM!!!”

Asgore frowned in concern. “Do you think it has a toothache from eating so many bones?”

Papyrus stomped his foot harder. “WELL I HAVE A SKULLACHE FROM IT VANDALISING MY BELONGINGS!!”

Toriel gave him a pacifying smile. “There, there. Books can be replaced; your health cannot. Do not lose your skull over this!”

The former queen giggled at her own joke and Sans’s grin widened. Papyrus looked to be on the verge of exploding, both figuratively and literally, with the way his bones rattled. Luckily, Undyne interjected before the situation could devolve further.

“Ngahhh!! Forget about nerd books and hungry dogs! What about the proposal?! Did your human say yes?!”

Papyrus paused and considered his friend’s question for a moment.

“HMMM…” He gasped. “SHE DID! SHE DEFINITELY SAID YES!”

Undyne leaned forward eagerly, eyes flitting between Papyrus and Alphys.

“So! Does that mean Papyrus and his human are married?!”

Everyone’s gaze focused on Alphys, awaiting her deduction. The current Royal Scientist shrunk under the weight of their expectation. She looked a little panicked, but with one glance at her wife’s toothy grin and shining eyes, she bolstered her courage and blurted out, “I-I guess so”.

Cheers and whoops rang out, as everyone congratulated Papyrus on his marriage. Only Sans looked hesitant. His murmured “maybe we should ask frisk about this” was lost amongst the jubilation.

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From then on, Papyrus became even more… affectionate? Attentive? Dare I say, almost doting towards me. Not that he was cold before, quite the opposite. He was always a kind and caring friend; thoughtful, warm-hearted, enthusiastic and ever-supportive, truly the best pal a girl could ask for honestly.

But he was noticeably more intense in his efforts to be the best friend to me he could be.

And, in all honesty, it was getting me increasingly flustered.

Every day, Papyrus would wake me up in the morning with breakfast in bed, and we’d chat about our respective plans for the day as we ate. Afterwards, as I would get ready, Papyrus would pack the elaborate lunch he’d somehow found the time to prepare for me, and then send me off with a hug as big and warm as his heart (his metaphorical heart; I still had no idea whether or not skeleton monsters had literal hearts).

The way he’d rub his nasal bone against my nose as he held me close sent all sorts of butterflies fluttering around inside me. But I’d guessed it was simply a sign of affection between monsters. Papyrus was always very demonstrative with his feelings after all. He never left me in any doubt that I was important to him.

It was one of the many things I loved about him.

And there sure was a lot to love.

It was no surprise that my feelings for Papyrus had turned romantic fairly early on in our relationship.

He was so honest and upfront about himself, so earnest in his efforts and steadfast in his ambitions, and always wearing his heart on his sleeve (so to speak), that you knew very quickly what kind of man- er, monster he was. There was never any hint of artifice with him and he didn’t have a single malicious bone in his skeletal body.

I knew that I could trust him, completely, that I could always rely on him and that he would never let me down.

And he never did. He was my anchor in every storm that came my way.

More than that, he always strived to be his best self in a way that I couldn’t help but admire. He even encouraged me, time and again, to be my best self.

He made me want to do better, want to be better.

He made me believe I could.

“Which is exactly why you should be honest with him about how you feel about him!” Frisk argued, over tea and cakes one afternoon.

I bit my lip and looked away from her determined gaze. “But what if he doesn’t feel the same way about me?”

“But what if he does?” Frisk shot back.

I stared into my cup as if it held the answers I sought. Frisk sighed and reached over to place her hand atop mine, arresting my gaze when I looked up.

“Look, even if Papy doesn’t like you like that - which I doubt, I’m sure that guy is just as crazy about you as you are about him,” she insisted, voice full of conviction.

I blinked, wondering how she could be so confident, as if there wasn’t a doubt in her mind as to the truth of her words. It must’ve been because she was Papyrus’s second ever friend and his sister-in-law.

Frisk continued on, with the kind of determination that could move mountains, or break barriers. “But even if he isn’t, doesn’t he deserve your honesty?”

I wilted, forced to acknowledge her point. “You’re right. Paps is always honest with me, and I owe it to him to be honest with him in return.”

Frisk gave me a pleased smile. She turned the hand she was holding in hers and gave it an encouraging squeeze. I squeezed back, trying not to let my doubts overtake me, even as the fear of possible rejection was making my heart pound in my ears.

“I just-… Everything’s been going so well between us and I’m afraid of messing it all up! What if I ruin our friendship?!”

—

“I LOVE MY WONDERFUL WIFE! WE ARE SO HAPPY TOGETHER! NYEH HEH HEH!!” Papyrus’s cheerful voice boomed throughout the room.

Undyne guffawed and thumped him on the back with enough force to almost send him to his knees. “That’s great, Papyrus! I’m so happy to hear you’ve found your special someone, too! Now everyone’s happy! Man, we oughta celebrate or something.”

Alphys perked up and clapped her hands in delight. “Ooh! That’s a great idea! M-Maybe we can all go on a group holiday together? Like a c-couples’ retreat? It’s n-not like I had one in mind already or anything, eheheh…”

Papyrus’s face lit up, his eye sockets sparkling. “THAT SOUNDS SPECTACULAR!! AND FUN!” He pumped a fist into the air. “I CAN’T WAIT TO SHOW EVERYONE WHAT A GREAT COUPLE THE GREAT PAPYRUS AND HIS GREAT WIFE MAKE!! NYEH HEH HEH HEH HEH HEH!!”

Sans took one look at his brother’s ecstatic grin and his friends’ equally excited faces, and gulped down the rest of his ketchup.

“oh boy, this’ll be… interestin’.”

—

One of the first things I’d learned about Papyrus was that he loved to cook. He hadn’t always been very good at it according to his friends and family, but since coming to the surface, he’d made every effort to improve his skills. And his efforts had eventually paid off, as I could whole-heartedly attest to.

I’m not sure exactly when or how it started - it felt like a lifetime ago - but at some point I’d offered to cook dinner with him and it quickly became a daily routine for us.

It was as I was stirring the tomatoes into the sauce, that I finally mustered up enough courage to broach the topic of my less-than-platonic feelings for him.

I cleared my throat nervously. “Um, Papyrus? There’s, uh, something I wanted to… share with you. Or let you know. Or, ugh.” I rubbed my temple, annoyed at myself and my poor attempts to get the right words out. “I just wanted to tell you something.”

He looked up from the gently simmering pot of spaghetti and tilted his skull my way. His smile was bright and encouraging, and he seemed completely unphased by my fumbled words. “I’M ALL EARS.”

I glanced at the sides of his skull and the complete lack of any ears, and tried to bite back a grin. It was as successful as my attempt at a confession. However, it managed to lift my spirits and calm my nerves enough for my next words to come out more easily.

“Papyrus, I…” I took a deep breath, cleared all thoughts from my head and ploughed on. “I like you!”

Papyrus didn’t even hesitate as he gave me a beaming smile and told me, “I LIKE YOU TOO!”

I couldn’t help but return his smile, as I tried to clarify what I’d meant. “No, I mean romantically. I-, I’m in love with you Papyrus.”

Papyrus’s smile didn’t budge an inch, though his chest did puff out a bit. “WELL I WOULD SURE HOPE MY WIFE WOULD FEEL THAT WAY! ALSO! I AM GLAD TO HEAR THAT YOU DO! ALSO ALSO!! I AM IN LOVE WITH YOU TOO!! NYEH HEH!”

I stared at him. “...What?”

He stared back. “WHAT?”

—

Finding out that Papyrus not only loved me back but was, in fact, fully convinced that he and I were married (which, how? How did he get such an idea?) was not the only shocking news I found out that evening.

I also learned that all of his friends also believed that the two of us were married (how? How??).

And then Papyrus cheerfully informed me that his friends had planned a group holiday for all of us to go on. As couples. Married couples (how did it come to this!? What deity did I accidentally insult to curse me like this??).

The rest of the night passed by in a blur, as my mind reeled from the barrage of bombshells Papyrus had so enthusiastically dropped on me.

The only thought which managed to stick out amongst the jumbled mess of my mind, was that I needed to correct Papyrus. And his friends. Somehow.

—

My first chance came when Alphys caught me as I was heading out the next day.

After her usual polite, if stuttering greeting, she handed me an envelope.

“Here are yours and Papyrus’s tickets for the hotel we’ll be staying in. Don’t worry, I booked a nice room for you two to sh-share.”

I opened my mouth, not sure of what, exactly, I was going to say, but knowing that I needed to say something.

However Alphys kept talking, excitement hurrying her speech. “I’m really looking forward to getting to know you even better on the trip! I-I hope we can all be really good friends. A-Anyway, I need to go and hand out the rest of the tickets. See you on the day we head out!” She then turned around and proceeded to power walk away, waving to me over her shoulder, as her final words rushed out, “Please don’t be late because this place has a no refunds policy okay bye!”

As I remained rooted to the spot, staring dumbly after her rapidly retreating figure, I realised that my mouth was still open. I closed it with a resounding *clack*.

Well that could’ve gone better.

—

Things continued along the same vein, going decidedly not better.

All Papyrus could talk about was the upcoming group holiday and how excited he was for it.

All I could think about was how in the hell I was supposed to break it to him and everyone else that he and I were not actually married.

“What do I do?!” I’m not ashamed to admit that I was practically whining to Frisk at this point, but who could blame me?

Frisk just shrugged at me. “Dunno,” she mumbled around the straw in her mouth, and took another slurp of her milkshake.

I buried my head in my hands.

Frisk seemed to take pity on me and threw her free arm around my shoulders.

“Hey, c’mon, it’s not that bad.”

I looked up from my hands to shoot her an incredulous look. She winked at me, lips turning up suggestively as she leaned in closer to me.

“You get to share a bed with Papyrus,” she purred, as if the thought hadn’t been stuck in my head since Alphys’s visit. I could feel my cheeks burn at the insinuation in her words and tone. “You love him. And you know that he loves you too. Enough to be happy at the belief that you’re married.” My face felt like it was on fire. “So what’s the problem? Isn’t this something you were hoping for?”

She wiggled her eyebrows at me, ever the flirt-master. I shoved my hand in her face and pushed her away, unable to look her in the eye. Frisk went along with the motion, laughing airily at me.

I didn’t need to say anything. My expression spoke loud and clear to her. She’d clearly picked up her husband’s ability to read people - it was one of the things that made her such an effective ambassador for monsters. That and her unwavering determination (also perhaps her terrifying talent at flirting everyone into submission).

I grumbled, wishing my blush would die down. “M-Maybe... But not now! I’m still getting used to the idea that Paps likes me back!”

“He loves you back, you mean,” Frisk interjected. My blush returned with a vengeance.

“Y-yeah, that.” I exhaled in frustrated embarrassment. “I just don’t know if I’m ready to-... to share a b-bed with him yet.”

Frisk raised an eyebrow at me, crossing her arms.

“This is Papyrus we’re talking about. Has he ever given you any reason to believe he wouldn’t respect your wishes? That he wouldn’t do everything in his power to make sure you’re comfortable?” She didn’t give me any time to reply, but she didn’t need to. The answer was obvious. “You’re the one who told me about how you trust him completely, and that he’d never once let you down. So stop worrying about this. Just have fun on this trip and enjoy yourself. You can think about how to clear up this marriage misunderstanding later.”

Her words made sense. I would be fine. Papyrus would make sure of it, as he always did. I might be a little flustered - or a lot flustered - but we would be together, and in love, and that would be enough. It would be more than enough.

I slowly started to relax, beginning to get excited about the prospect of a holiday with the one I loved and our group of friends.

And then Frisk leaned in close again to whisper into my ear, “Don’t forget to pack some sexy lingerie. You have a ‘husband’ to sweep off his feet now.”

There was no way I would be fine.

—

When the time finally came to leave for the trip our friends had planned, Papyrus was a ball of excitement, practically bouncing off the walls, whereas I was a ball of nerves, bouncing off the walls for very different reasons.

“CAREFUL BELOVED!” Papyrus reached out towards me just in time to stop me from crashing into the doorframe.

I looked up at him, trying to shake away the turbulent thoughts infesting my head.

“Sorry Paps. And thanks. I’m just a little, uh, distracted. Excited for the trip and all, haha…!”

I gave him my best attempt at a reassuring smile.

Papyrus looked unconvinced.

He frowned down at me, concern etched into his features. He gently grasped my hands in his own gloved ones, and gazed deeply into my eyes.

“MY LOVE, I KNOW THAT I HAVE NOT ALWAYS BEEN THE MOST… PERCEPTIVE MONSTER.” He frowned, some distant memory playing in his mind’s eye, before he refocused his gaze on me. “HOWEVER! I COULD NEVER FAIL TO NOTICE THAT YOU - MY ONE AND ONLY LOVE, THE GREATEST JOY IN MY LIFE, MY DEAREST WIFE - ARE NOT AS EXCITED ABOUT THIS SUPER FUN LOVEY-DOVEY COUPLES’ VACATION AS I’D HOPED YOU WOULD BE.”

Guilt started to bubble in the pit of my stomach at the way his expression fell at that.

But before I could try to reassure him, or offer him what would ultimately be empty words of assurance, he cut me off.

“IF SOMETHING IS BOTHERING YOU, THEN PLEASE TELL ME.” He gave my hands a squeeze. The gesture shot straight to my heart like Cupid’s arrow. “I PROMISE THAT I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, AM A GREAT LISTENER!! I AM ALSO VERY PATIENT! AND VERY WISE! AND VERY UNDERSTANDING! AS WELL AS VERY COOL!��

A fierce affection for this amazing monster filled me to my core. I wanted to kiss him at this moment.

“I know, Paps. You are all that and more. So much more.”

Papyrus’s proud expression was so familiar and so dear to me. I really wanted to kiss him.

“NYEH HEH HEH! THANK YOU BELOVED! I AM HAPPY YOU RECOGNISE THAT!” Then his face softened a little, a gentleness entering his voice. “AND I HOPE YOU ALSO RECOGNISE HOW MUCH I LOVE YOU. AND HOW MUCH I WANT YOU TO BE HAPPY, EVEN IF IT MEANS WE DON’T GO ON SUPER FUN LOVEY-DOVEY COUPLES’ VACATIONS WITH OUR FRIENDS.”

He leaned forward and pressed his forehead to mine. I could see tiny glimmers of light deep within his dark eye sockets.

“BEING WITH YOU IS MORE FUN THAN ANYTHING. EVEN MORE THAN COOKING! EVEN MORE THAN CREATING TRAPS AND PUZZLES! BUT IT IS ONLY FUN IF YOU ARE ALSO HAVING FUN.”

That was it. I couldn’t take it anymore.

Before Papyrus could say another word, I tilted my head to finally give him the kiss I’d been longing for.

Papyrus made a small sound of surprise, before leaning into the kiss, reciprocating my affection with all the passion and zeal I’d come to expect from him, and then some. It took my breath away.

As the both of us lost ourselves in our first (but definitely not last!) kiss, I resolved myself to push away all of my concerns. They were pointless and would only get in the way of an enjoyable holiday with the monster I loved and the friends we both cherished.

I just needed to keep up a positive mental attitude, just like Papyrus always maintained.

—

That positive mental attitude managed to see me through the whole of the first day, which, just as Papyrus had promised, was full of fun. I had such a great time that I forgot all of my previous worries.

Which then promptly came crashing back down on me when Papyrus and I entered our shared bedroom that night, and I beheld our one bed.

Papyrus, ever the gentleman (gentlemonster?), offered to let me use the adjoining bathroom first to get ready, which I gladly accepted.

Afterwards, as I sunk into the large and luxuriously comfy sheets of the king-sized bed, I could feel my pulse speed up.

When I heard the bathroom door open, I glanced over to see Papyrus step out, dressed in simple pyjamas with little pasta patterns.

I could feel my face heat up and my ears start to ring as the tall skeleton monster made his way towards the bed I was lying in.

He came to a stop right in front of me.

I held my breath, a mixture of anticipation and nerves flooding my system.

This was it.

Anything could happen.

—

“So? What happened?” Frisk leaned forward, eager and impatient for me to spill the beans on my first night with Papyrus.

“He tucked me into bed and read me a bedtime story.”

“Wait what?”

“You heard me.” I slumped in my seat and fought back a yawn. “He then spent the rest of the night doing prep work for his cooking. I don’t know if he slept at all, ‘cause when I woke up the next morning, he’d moved on to making models of me out of papier mâché. Incredibly detailed and life-like models. He said he wanted to ‘capture his wonderful wife’s incredible cuteness’. If it were anyone else I’d be creeped out, but with Paps I think it’s kinda sweet.”

Frisk visibly deflated. She sat back and crossed her arms, head tilting in consideration.

“That does sound like him. Very… Papyrus. I guess I shouldn’t be surprised.” She heaved a big sigh. “Looks like Sansy and I need to tell Papy to up his game.”

That sure woke me up.

“No thank you! I think Papyrus has plenty of game as is!”

“Well then it’s up to you to make the first move,” she said as she poked me on the forehead. “After all, Papy is the one who proposed. Even though it was Alphys who said that it meant you two were married.”

I shot up in my seat, eyes wide. “Wait you knew all about this!?”

Frisk gave a casual nod of her head. “Sans told me.” I threw my hands in the air in frustration. “Why didn’t you say anything?! Tell them the truth?!”

Frisk merely shrugged her shoulders, uncaring in the face of my annoyance. “Not my place to interfere. They didn’t ask me, so I didn’t say anything.”

Which… fair, I guessed. It was technically my problem to fix. Besides, Frisk had always been very hands-off when it came to others’ affairs, only intervening before things got really serious.

I deflated, my brief ire draining out of me.

Frisk patted my head in what would’ve been sympathy, if not for the amused smirk making its way across her face.

“And besides,” her smirk widened, showing her teeth, “it was so funny seeing you all blushy and flustered!”

“Now I see why Sans married you! You’re both trolls!”

Frisk just laughed in my face.

—

Later that day, in an attempt to make it up to me, Frisk gathered the whole group together, so that I could make an announcement and finally clear up the misunderstanding. She’d even whispered to me that Sans had told Papyrus that humans weren’t legally married until they’d had a wedding, to ease that particular burden from my shoulders. And because Sans wanted to let his younger brother down gently. The rest, though, was up to me.

It was a daunting task, but I couldn’t let this situation go on any longer.

I nervously cleared my throat, trying desperately to steel my nerves in the face of so many expectant eyes. Frisk and Sans gave me thumbs up and smiled at me in encouragement. Papyrus stood by my side, and I took comfort from his steady presence.

“So uhhh… I’d like to clear up a little… misunderstanding.” I paused to take a fortifying breath. “See, Papyrus and I… we’re not… married.”

Silence.

Until-

“Wait what?!” Undyne slammed her hands down onto the table. “Don’t tell me you two got a divorce!”

What.

I could feel my jaw drop.

Alphys looked to be on the verge of tears as she wrung her hands. “B-But you two seemed so happy together!”

Papyrus stepped closer to me and threw an arm around my shoulders. “WE ARE HAPPY TOGETHER!!” He drew me close to his side and thumped a fist against his chest. “AND I PROMISE TO MAKE SURE THAT WE WILL ALWAYS BE HAPPY TOGETHER!! NYEH!!”

Toriel clapped a hand to her chest and heaved a huge sigh. “Oh that’s such a relief! I’m so glad that you two are happily married.”

Asgore beamed at us. “Yes! And may your marriage be long and full of joy!”

I could only stare dumbfounded at everyone. How did things like this keep happening to me?

I looked towards Frisk and Sans. The couple exchanged glances, before shrugging and giving me thumbs up.

I turned to Papyrus, who seemed almost as confused as I was by this unexpected turn of events. But as always, he had clearly taken it in his stride and was now puffing up under everyone’s unanimous support and offering everyone his thanks.

I looked down at my feet for a moment, before sighing in defeat.

If you can’t beat them, join them.

“...Thanks guys.”

I guess I just had to accept the fact that I was married now.

I glanced towards Papyrus’s big, bright smile, happiness shining in his face. He noticed my gaze and turned his skull towards me, his smile getting impossibly bigger and brighter. I couldn’t help my own smile forming in response.

Maybe this wasn’t such a bad thing after all. At least I was married to someone I truly loved and who loved me in return. And honestly, who could ask for more?

As I leaned into my “husband”’s side, I felt my worries fade away.

Yeah, being married to Papyrus was definitely my happy ending.

—

“And that, kids, is how I married your father,” I ended my story and smiled at my children’s cheers. Even Papyrus cheered along with them.

My eldest then looked at me, head tilted in curiosity. “So… did you and Dad ever get married for real?”

I chuckled. “Yep. Eventually.” I shared a fond look with Papyrus at the memory of our wedding.

My youngest frowned, brows furrowed cutely in thought. I wanted to reach over and smooth away the adorable crease. “But did Dad ever actually propose to you?”

I paused. Now that I thought about it… He never did. I blinked in surprise.

Papyrus seemed to have come to the same realisation.

He leapt to his feat, before dramatically kneeling in front of me. He clasped my hands in both of his and gazed into my eyes with the most serious look I’d ever seen on his face.

“DARLING WIFE! LOVE OF MY LIFE! YOU ARE MORE PRECIOUS TO ME THAN ALL THE STARS IN THE SKY. MY SOUL SHINES ONLY FOR YOU. WILL YOU MARRY ME?”

I could feel warmth spread across my cheeks and blossom in my chest.

“Papyrus, we’re already married,” I reminded him, not bothering to fight back my smile at his loving words.

My husband just grinned at me.

“IS THAT A YES?”

I giggled.

“Yes. Always yes.”

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PRESSURE YESS!! Oh I'd *love* to see that!! Kaede would totally own a wall dweller! I can imagine Shuichi reading all the documents and starting a chart like "WHAT DOES IT MEAN?? WHAT HAPPENED"

Him figuring out what happened at Urbanshade BEFORE buying Sebastian's document^^^

And PLEASE talk about your OCS!!! I love hearing about them- the lore is always so fun to hear about :D tell me tell meee/nf

So I actually have two drv3 x Pressure AUs !! One is the oneshot AU, which I plan to write, and the other is the Pressure Time Loop. Shuichi takes Sebastian's place as Kokichi goes through every run over...and over...and over... But I could totally see Shuichi getting crazy invested in all the documents XD He's off to the side going "hmm..." while Kokichi is flashbanging Sebastian and Eyefestation every chance he gets. Kaede is having a silent panic attack the whole time and trying to make sure the boys don't get themselves killed. She was also 100% the first one to walk into a locker full of POVM (⁠个⁠_⁠个⁠) LOL

and oh I WILL talk about them!! LUNARLEONARDO ART REVEAL LETS GO BABY

Keep in mind before proceeding that some sensitive subjects might be covered here :{

Since their stories are so extensive and Tumblr might legitimately explode if I go into as much detail as I would've, I'll keep their stories as brief as I can. Starting with my favorite,

MONTSERRAT!!

(a lot of these are drawn on flipaclip so forgive me)

Mont, as you can probably assume, is an Undertale OC. They originally came from my avid Handplates AU obsession, so they were a Handplates OC (⁠个⁠_⁠个⁠) BUT! I have since deviated from that AU and now their AU has their own thing going on, even if there are still some similarities QwQ

The three were born as brothers, Sans and Mont being created as twins (hence why they look very similar. also papyrus i just hard to draw but shh) Of course, Gaster is their dad, except he is just.. straight up evil. There's no redeeming this guy sorry Gaster fans (me. I am the Gaster fan. :( funney void guy). Sans and Papyrus were often kept separate from Mont, mostly since they were a menace even while they were being experimented on lol. And because of this and the need to keep Mont in heavier security, the funny skeleton guys we know and love both escaped the lab together. These kids didnt think twice about taking Mont with them, mostly since they just assumed that they could find someone strong enough to defeat Gaster to save them afterwards. :")

Those two's escape scared the SHIT out of Gaster. Now all these people were gonna know that he was experimenting on children to try and make super soldiers to blow up the barrier with void power and wipe out humanity !! And he couldn't have that happen!! He tried his best to do damage control, but Snowdin (where the skelebros showed up after escaping the lab), kind of.. rioted?? Like imagine an angry mob with pitchforks and fire. That kind of riot. That drove Gaster all the way to the CORE, and down down down he went. With Gaster being erased from existence, so was his lab and his followers.

...of course, since you cannot truly erase anything-- not as a monster, at least-- Gaster and that lab were cast into the void. And thus... So was Mont.

Mont, of course, was confused. They were like 11 years old when this happened, and the only knowledge they had on anything was what they had learned from the books they snuck behind Gaster's back. They wandered the lab over and over, eventually coming to realize that wow, they really were alone. Everybody left. There was no way out for them. These negative emotions were too much for them to bear as the years went by, those feelings continued to grow and grow. And eventually, the void releases them from those emotions. At a price, of course. Mont called it the "Voidserpent"; a long, snake-like creature made of pure negativity (yes i was deep into the sans auverse) that kind of wanted to kill Mont ?? I mean when you have suicidal thoughts and all of your negative thoughts and stuff manifest as a Creature. It still wants itself dead. And itself is you, so um. mont spent a loooong long time running for their life in that lab (⁠´⁠；⁠ω⁠；⁠｀⁠) just running in circles

There is Kind Of a happy ending though! This brings us to my sweetheart Cleudo! :D

(i dont have much art of her ;_; cluedo im sorry)

Cleudo works as an assistant scientist under Alphys, researching primarily the void. Eventually, their research led them to find some of the weaker spots in their world, where essence of the void could be found and studied. One of those spots is deep within the forest of Snowdin, which is where she'd often be. One day, she decided to try and access the void. Probably not the wisest decision on Cleudo's part, but she's a liiittle impulsive xD

It was because of this decision though that she gave Mont the gateway they needed. They pretty much noclipped out of the floor, scaring the everloving shit out of themself AND Cleudo. By now they're 22, so they've spent a reeeally long time in that lab. Cleudo, who has NO idea what she just witnessed, decides to do the one thing she can do: Take this skeleton to Alphys' lab and make sure they're not radioactive or something. And also call Sans and Papyrus, the only skeletons in the underground.

Overtime Mont becomes ..kind of... accustomed to life. I'm not going to get into their AUs or Everything Stays (a roleplay between me and my gf with Mont and her oc) since we'd be here forever, but as for Mont in their "canon" timeline, they avoid the human like wildfire. In the True Pacifist route, I'd imagine you have the option to fight them if you go way out of your way. It'd just be something for fun, because Mont is very fun! They're very fun and silly and doesn't take much very seriously. They looove floating, they do it a LOT, and they do have a good handle on blue magic and teleportation. However their experience with physical attacks is.. lacking, and they're very much a "one hit kill" kind of monster. They can take a pretty hard punch, but if their HP drops any amount, they're screwed. They make up for this in evasiveness though, and they make use of their surroundings to use as a weapon. They are very much the kind of person to hit somebody with a table in a fight.

The last thing I wanna mention is that pink hat. The first ever story they appeared in was a roleplay called Fallen Deep, where they wore that hat. In Fallen Deep, they did some veerrry bad things, collapsing half the multiverse to try to wipe out every AU with a Gaster variant (they were, and are still kind of, very op LOL). That hat represents Fallen Deep Mont, and thus, what they did. While the hat is a building brick of their design, it's not something Mont often has in different AUs due to what it's connected to. rest in peace fallen deep mont you would've loved commentary youtubers

QUINN

Quinn is a funky little guy. His story is a lot simpler, so hopefully this section will be shorter XD

Quinn is the eldest son to Riley Anne, a popular seamstress. She and Quinn's father divorced when they agreed that they had different goals in life-- one wanted to persue parenthood while the other just wanted to stay on that workforce grind. Quinn's father would financially assist Riley Anne as she raised their children, since she couldn't do as much work as she used to being a single mom.

When Yu was very little, she was diagnosed with an incurable illness. Dont ask me what illness because i dont know💕 but the point is that there is a very, very small chance that Yu will make it beyond double digits. Both Riley Anne and Quinn loved Yu very very much, but unfortunately, when she was 8 and Quinn was 11, Yu passed away. Quinn was right next to her in the hospital when she went, so she at least went feeling as safe and loved as possible. When this happened, Riley Anne was out getting food, unaware of her daughter's rapidly declining condition. And when she got back, she found Quinn holding Yu's hand, kind of just... frozen. It's not every day you watch someone die before your very eyes, especially not when you're as young as Quinn was. Seeing this, something in Riley Anne just... snapped. Her daughter couldn't be gone yet, the doctors said they had at least a few more years together. What happened? She was only gone for no less than a few hours.

And it hit her in that moment. Quinn must have murdered her daughter.

Of course, Quinn never did such a thing. But Riley Anne needed some reason to explain why she wasn't there with her daughter when she passed. And so Riley Anne took Quinn home. And things got... bad.

For two weeks, it was an extremely unstable household. I won't go into detail, but it was to a point that Quinn was too afraid to leave his room. He took to his father's religion for comfort, praying every day to the moon to protect his sister, wherever she was, and to bring his mother down from whatever delusional break she was having. (Note: this is not based on any real life religion, god or faith ^^")

One day, a particularly bad fight broke out. It was the usual "you killed your sister"/"what are you even talking about" argument, when things got violent. Riley Anne grabbed a knife, and Quinn, knowing perfectly well he was in danger, booked it for the front door. The neighbors intervened when they heard screaming in the front lawn, and although they stopped Riley Anne from murdering her son, he was in really bad shape. He had been stabbed over like, what, ten times ? I forget the exact number, but he almost died. And as the ambulance and police arrived, the moon god stayed true to her word-- her promise to protect those who dedicated their faith to her-- and Quinn survived. However, because of the severity of the wounds, Quinn was left with the inability to express or even feel most of his emotions. That's why is his eyes are white like that, and why he has such a flat expression. He physically cannot express anything else ｡⁠:ﾟ⁠(⁠;⁠´⁠∩⁠`⁠;⁠)ﾟRiley Anne was carted off to a psych ward, so shes getting the help she needs.

Little 11 year old Quinn, was now all alone. This ones gonna be hard to explain it youve been thinking about this from a standard sociental standpoint, but basically Quinn's father buys Quinn a mansion for him to live in, which is fairly deep in the woods. It is connected to a local town though, where a lot of the adults there help Quinn out. They give him some easy jobs around town and sometimes they stop by his house to make sure he isnt like. Yknow. Starving to death. Quinn also has a lot of domesticated animals that keep him company and also make sure he is not Starving To Death. Now might be a good time to mention that I created Quinn as a Rise of the TMNT OC and he is friends with Leo who makes fun of him for being an orphan and yeah im gonna stop there

WORLD ENDER

oh boy okay this one

So this is World Ender, once known as Zelyx (the one in the tv). Zelyx was always powerful, even in their home universe. And one day, they simply just... got bored. Their home universe was an awful place to be, unjust to those who were not already at the top of the societal ladder. So Zelyx's solution? BLOW IT UP!!!

After destroying their home world, Zelyx travelled from universe to universe, looking for something that would entertain them. And eventually, they came to realize that it was ending these worlds that brought them the most joy. So they took on the name and form of "World Ender". Their whole thing is basically just going from universe to universe and ending worlds with life on them >_> they're kind of an asshole

Now as you might have noticed, Shuichi is in that second picture. Well! That is from an AU called, wouldn't you know it, World Ender/Alternative. However I won't be getting into that here, since it's not directly part of World Ender's story. It's more of a Shuichi AU tbh :p

SOMBRE

It'd be a crime not to mention my DAUGHTER. This is Sombre! It'd take FOREVER to explain what's up with her so I'll keep it simple. Sombre is a creature called a sokochou, which is something a funky little lab deep in the woods nearby realllly wants. This is "GreenFirest Lab", who further science via unethical experimentation. basically it's because of them that legit furries exist in this universe so you can imagine how humanity reacted to that. Anyhow, Sombre, also called "GFLS-53", took on the role as the "Hound", totally robbing this one guy of his job. sorry 27 xd

The Hound is a role in the lab created to prevent containment breaches and mostly to stop the less stable and/or pissed off ones from starting a massacre. Whenever a subject escapes their cell, it's Sombre's job to take them back and/or fight them into submission. yeah so you'll never guess what sombre does after some scientists fuck up their experiment with her LMAO

Sombre is taken over by what we call "Voltage", and it does the exact massacre it was her job to stop. Many subjects die, almost all the scientists die as other subjects break out and kill them. There's a lot of death on this fateful night :( And Sombre's friends, Cybro, Stargazer, 27, and arguably Ender and VD, are rightfully confused and afraid of her actions. They take to helping subjects evacuate, escaping into the forest. 27 tries his best to bring her down, and hes almost killed. He wouldve been killed if not for his bf VD. Ender and Stargazer are helping people evacuate. It's only when Cybro, a robot dog with the soul of the lab's founder's son, asks Sombre to kill him; to finally relieve him from his duty. Sombre only comes back to herself after killing Cybro, which she is Extremely Devastated about. also 27 set the entire building on fire so it's probably time to run lol. anyways Sombre goes home a changed woman and she reunites with her sister and girlfriend and yay!! everyone is happy! except for 27 who will forever be mad at sombre for taking his job

HAKURA SAINOU & KUROKA KASHIN

Okay so these are my two Danganronpa OCs!! This is Hakura and Kuroka :3 the girlfriends ever

Hakura is the Ultimate Profiler. I watched a little too much Criminal Minds and the brain worms got me xD. meanwhile Kuroka is the Ultimate Investigator! Sadly Kuroka doesnt have much to her yet :( actually neither of them have that much. But they do work together to solve crimes and stuff and they are sooo in love . The reason they don't have that much is because I've been so focused on my fics I haven't though much about my OCs ;_; BUUUT they are in my heart trust

Those are pretty much all the main ones I could think of :p If you've read this far. Why and how . But also thank you !!! I hope my funky little guys entertained you at least a little bit :3 I had to pull out my computer to finish this post and let me tell you my wrist huurrrtts. This took me like 3 hours to do LMFAO

I am nervous to be posting this QwQ I could say a LOT more about them, like Mont's AU business, the other characters within Sombre's story, World Alternative... but this post is getting rlly long and I need to cook dinner xD Thank you for giving me the opportunity to go absolutely insane for a bit!! I really appreciate it I love talking about the funney little guys in my brain :3

#alieu asks #oc posting #i probably wont need a tag for that but hey #just in case #also i've oc posted in other places before so if you've seen those #please pretend you didnt #thank you :")

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