#papyton fan baby

[madpapyrus]

For the longest time, I never knew who the fuck Papyrus should be shipped with. Like, there's genuinely no good ships for Papyrus to be in. For example, Papyton's like the biggest fucking Papyrus ship, but it was obviously made just because there was no one else to ship each other with. I mean, hell, they never appear in the same room (except for a second with Mettaton's leg). And while Papyrus is a fan of Mettaton, who's to say that means attraction - let alone from Mettaton's side?

Since I joined, I figured Papyrus was just meant to be alone...

However, you showed me the light. You made me realize that this ship that should never work, somehow works. So, I thank you for showing me the light, and now I shall pretend to have energy to make fanart while never actually completing anything as I never have time :3

THANK YOU FOR SUCH KIND WORDS! ~~ <3

as of lately it seems a lot have really enjoyed these two, this ship started as a simple roleplay with my girlfriend! but In darker times I made this acc to spread my love for this ship as it was really quick and I instantly made art, but someone with likes of Spamffet and @m4dumy honeycotton twitter and blog here inspired me to give it a shot, it helped me in the worst and best times. I've been so grateful for everyone who's been here!

Papyru ships are surprisingly really rare here! you'd think the most popular guy would have most ships but he has so few! I think my favs definitely art

Madpapyrus *obviously*

Martlet x Papyrus ( Puzzlecouple)

Papyton

Papffet

and SELFSHIPS BABY

Regarding Papyton, it was a very popular ship! one of my favs too! I hope it still gets light but doesn't overshadow other ships

Thank you for the thought I genuinely love seeing these it makes me so happy

[that-weird-skeleton-bastard]

Undertale fankids :3

Colonna:

Eldest papyton kid.

Inherited Papyrus's energy and friendliness, and Mettaton's sass.

Loves to sing (it's also his way of stimming)

Besties with Achilles.

Enjoys being the center of attention, but also has mild social anxiety.

Fav colour is pink, fav food is waffles, fav animals are bunnies and foxes.

Despite being sometimes annoyed by them, is very protective of his little siblings.

Broadway:

Third born papyton kid (his twin sister, Harlow, was born about half an hour earlier)

Trans boy 🏳️‍⚧️.

Plays the keytar.

Very shy and reserved, lets Harlow and Colonna do the talking.

Fav colour is yellow, fav food is chicken nuggets, fav animal is cats.

Cannot defend himself for the life of him.

Both him and Harlow has shit vision (visors are prescription)

Has heterochromia, left eye is yellow and the right one is red.

Harlow:

Second born papyton kid (like mentionned above, was born first)

Professional annoying little sister, loves to tease Colonna, but still cares a lot about him and the rest of her siblings.

plays drums.

Avid Maretu and Kikuo fan (doesn't know what the lyrics mean-)

much more extraverted than Broadway.

Fav colour is red, fav food is chicken nuggets, fav animal is foxes.

She has pretty weak, uncontrolled bone magic, so she just whacks people with her drumsticks.

has heterochromia, left eye is red and the right one is yellow.

Garamond:

Fourth born papyton kid, was born a bit early.

very feisty, picks fights with bullies at school.

has a strong sense of justice, and won't let bad people go unpunished, even if he more often than not just takes the blows instead.

Really enjoys spending time with uncle Sans.

Undyne teaches him self defense.

Wants to learn how to play bass.

Fav colour is black, fav food is homemade hamburgers, fav animal is deers.

Not easily scared, reckless, and often bites more than he can chew.

Lindas:

Youngest papyton kid.

Single celled organism (JUST LOOK AT HER-)

Her ghost sheet kept falling off because of how short it is, so Mettaton wrapped a ribbon around her neck to keep it in place.

Very happy baby, giggles a lot.

fav colour is currently unknown, as well as her favourite food, as for her fav animal... she really likes her unicorn stuffie, so unicorn I guess?

Courier:

Sansby kid (debating wether i should give them a little sibling or not-)

Selective mute.

Introvert, but really enjoys their cousins's company.

Was born prematurely, still has a weakened immune system to this day.

Loves tea, wants to open a tea shop someday.

Kind and softspoken like Grillby, a lot smarter then they let on like Sans.

Fav colour is navy blue, fav food is macarons, fav animal is dragons

Their flames only burn when they want to.

Achilles:

Alphyne kid.

Plus-sized, and will punch you if you make fun of his weight.

Quick to make friends, but Colonna is his number one bestie. (may or may not also have a slight crush on him- *COUGH* *COUGH*)

Very hot-headed like Undyne.

inherited both Undyne's sensitivity to heat and Alphys's cold blood, so maintaining his body heat is a bit trickier than normal.

his weapon of choice is electric spears he can summon at will.

an absolute nerd who love to infodump about cartoons and anime.

Fav colour is orange and red, fav food is tacos, fav animal is sharks.

[petra-creat0r]

Fankid Master Post (WIP)

Because I have so many and I want a place to keep track of all the information and current refs. Fair warning, most of these are old and I'm working through updating refs and information so this is mostly for my own reference. For the most part though, if something is here then I still plan on using the information/it's still true to some degree. If a kid or some information isn't mentioned here, it's likely outdated or that kid no longer exists

Older Gen

Soriel

Sariel | family relationships ask CK | Birth Ask Comic Boys Fav foods ask Sariel's Friends: Karri & Arcas (OLD) | Aster (OLD) | Bahns (OLD) | Trip Squad updated

Papyton

Broadway (OLD) Rexi (OLD) | Adoption ask Chicago | Baby | Side blog | Healing | Hair strand | Ringing ask | Playbill (OLD) | Rebooted design Cologne ask (OLD) Chicago's Friends: Hotspots (OLD) | HS Dark World (OLD) | Spamton HS reaction ask | Addison Parallels

Alphyne

Giko (OLD) Izuku (OLD) Naomi Naomi's Clutch | Clutch ask Nex Annie

BrattyCatty

Britni | Zealous goth ask

Ghostly Webs

Alice (OLD) Aranea, Nellie, and Joy (OLD) Wilbur

Misc info

Parents Reaction ask Traditions ask Ish Fan Kids tag Junior Secret Squad tag JSS Overview JSS and Mercair SBs JSS Older designs Fool's Fate Masterpost

Nicepants

Graham (OLD)

RG01XRG02

Vee (OLD) (Fuse all)

Dogi

Trix and Trixie (OLD) Dogi 1 Dogi 2 Dogi 3 Pup

FukuSkate

Sizzle (OLD)

Trauma Boys

Mei (OLD) Milo (OLD) Tae (OLD) Hyunie (OLD)

Italian Sparrow

G'resh Ezio & An (OLD)

Johnson Kids and Daz's Kid

Edgy Kids (OLD) (Rework)

Younger Gen

Vanilla Choco

Karma (OLD) Neri (OLD)

FriskKid

Liz (OLD) Gecky (OLD) (Rework/fuse Velox) | Gecky ask Azula (OLD) (Rework) Somil (OLD) (Rework)

Asriel's Kids

Hope (OLD) (Rework) Faith (OLD) (Rework)

Suselle

Donny (OLD) | Baby

Non-Ish/AUs

UnderCult

Neriah Kariem | Drawing

IshSwap

Papgore kids (OLD) | Updated Tempest design Napstasans kids (OLD) T-Rex kids (OLD) Oriental Lily kids (OLD)

Spamvil

Cameran, Pinochle, Scamlynn, Pip (OLD) | Cameran updated | Pinochle, Scamlynn, & Pip updated Pyramid & Ponzi (OLD)

Swatchton

Gradient & Buckette (OLD)

Misc.

The Owl House

Azura Apollo Piper Kiara TOH fankids ask

Pokemon

Joyce

Fankid Adopts

Fankid Adopts

[askthedreemurr-fontfamily]

Question about ish-future, do you have any fan kids that aren’t form sansxtoriel or is it just them at the moment?

OHOHOHOHOH BOI!

Not only do I have my two Soriel babies, I also have 4 Papyton kids, 3 Alphyne kids and a bunch more! Go ask me about them on my main blog!

-Petra

[moved-strabius-strawberry]

Today was Palatino the Skelebot’s 2nd birthday.

November 25th was the day I first drew Palatino, aka when he came to life.

[moved-strabius-strawberry]

You drew my toaster baby so cute aaaahhh!! Thank you so much!!!

It’s @strabius-strawberry ‘s Birthday! 

So here’s a drawing of her adorable toaster child, Palatino! Check out her artwork sometime too!

[heiressofmemories]

And here's the final product~. Will more than likely use this as the next cover page in the next part of "Miracle". I have other ideas as well, so we'll see.

[smells-like-mettaton]

Rating: T

Summary: By using a "magical human artifact," Frisk divines Mettaton's future. (Frisk & Mettaton friendship + Papyton)

Word Count: 3730

Notes: This is my @undertalesecretsanta gift for @nosleepuntilvacation! Hope you enjoy!!

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Mettaton hummed down at the paper contraption in Frisk’s hands, thoughtfully tapping his lip. He’d been flattered that Frisk had deigned to let him have a go before Alphys or Undyne, who were making popcorn (or more likely, making out) in Alphys’s kitchen. Now that he had to actually choose a color, however, the pressure started to get to him.

But he was Mettaton! The Underground’s—and soon to be the surface’s—biggest star! He wouldn’t be intimidated by some mysterious human artifact.

“Pink,” he picked from the paper’s four color-coded squares. Perhaps that was predictable, but Frisk’s magical device was supposed to tell the future. It wouldn’t do to skew the results by failing to choose the most honest answer.

“P, I, N, K,” Frisk spelled, opening and closing the various flaps in time with each letter. The paper looked like the mouth of a strange bird as it moved. “Okay, now pick a number.”

Mettaton squinted at the crayon-scribbled digits, which were difficult to see within the folds. One, two, five, or six.

“One, of course!” He smirked. “Is there any other number perfect enough for moi?”

Frisk giggled, obligingly folding the contraption just one time.

“Now another number.”

This time the choices were three, four, seven, or eight. Nothing jumped out as particularly auspicious. Seven, perhaps? That was the number of human souls that had been required to break the barrier. It was as good a choice as any.

“Seven, darling,” he said, scooting closer to look over Frisk’s shoulder.

According to the sacred human ritual of the Fortune Teller, he would now be assigned his destiny. If he’d had nails, he would’ve bitten them to nubs. As it was, he fidgeted with his gloves in his lap.

Frisk grinned, holding the magic paper far to their right, where he couldn’t read it.

“Using my powerful human magic, I will now reveal… your fuuuutuuure.”

They pronounced the word in a way that reminded Mettaton of Blooky’s Spooktune remixes. That was just another reminder that Frisk had already uncovered his past using their magic. They knew everything that Mettaton had worked so hard to hide. At least they hadn’t spread any rumors about his pathetic, ephemeral past—as far as he could tell.

“You’re pushing the dramatic pause a little far, darling.” He squinted.

“You didn’t look like you were ready.” They shrugged, then held the Fortune Teller close to their chest to unfold the flap corresponding to the number seven. Their normally narrow eyes widened. “Oh. Wow. Huh.”

“What is it?” Mettaton demanded. He tried to snatch the paper, only for Frisk to hug it tight.

“I don’t know. Maybe looking through time should be for humans only.” They grinned.

“Oh, is that how you want to play?” He raised an eyebrow.

Then, getting to his knees, he attacked both of Frisk’s sides with tickles.

They howled and shrieked with laughter, trying to kick his arms away. Whenever they came close, though, his arms just extended further, looping around their feet until they were both one big pile of knots.

“Wh-what’s going on in here?” Alphys peeked her head out of the kitchen to find Mettaton and Frisk tangled on the floor. “Mettaton?”

“He’s being a baby because I won’t read him his future,” Frisk said.

Mettaton scoffed. “They are refusing to grant me the proper finale to this sacred human tradition! And after we invited them into our Human Fan Club!”

Alphys snickered. Honestly, he didn’t know why he bothered looking to her for sympathy

“Mettaton, you do know that’s not actually—”

“WHATEVER I guess he can see it,” Frisk said quickly, covering up whatever Alphys had been about to say. “You gotta let go of me first, though.”

“Ah.”

It took a few moments for him to untangle and retract his arms back to their normal length. Once he did, Frisk brushed off their striped sweater and cleared their throat.

“The fortune of my dear Uncle Mettaton, as told by the sacred and totally un-fakeable human artifact.” They shook the paper slightly for dramatic effect. “Mettaton, in your future… you will marry Papyrus and have twenty babies. And a dog.”

Mettaton’s jaw dropped. His arms went limp, falling to the carpet like overcooked pasta. Could it be true? Could Frisk have seen the most glorious future Mettaton could ask for?

(Well, except for the dog. Mettaton was more of a snail person.)

Getting control of at least one arm, he plucked the unfolded device from their hands. Sure enough, in scribbly handwriting, his fortune was written. His thumb brushed over the name Papyrus reverently.

“O-oh dear.” Alphys joined them on the floor, the bowl of popcorn in her lap only a little burnt. “I think you b-broke him.”

The effort of holding in a squeal of delight was starting to fry his circuits, but he wasn’t about to tell her that.

“What? What did I miss?” Undyne followed Alphys in, holding two even larger popcorn bowls in each arm.

“Nothing for your little head to worry about,” he said quickly. If it wouldn’t have broken the magic, he would’ve burned the paper to keep Undyne from seeing it. As Papyrus’s best friend and Mettaton’s self-proclaimed “mortal frenemy,” he didn’t know how she would take his good news.

“Really? ‘Cause you look like you’ve seen a ghost. Or, like, something actually scary. So, like you’ve seen me!”

“He’s just freaking out because he’s in loooooove,” Frisk teased, patting his arm as if they were a seasoned romantic, and not a nosy eleven-year-old.

Perhaps he should be taking notes rather than feeling offended. Of the two of them, Frisk was the one who had actually been on a date with Papyrus.

Still, he gave them a glare that threatened another tickle attack—or worse—if they said another word.

“In love?” Undyne cackled. “What, did you finally get a date out of him, too? You gotta stop that, heartbreaker.”

She sat down, nearly dropping one of the popcorn bowls as she gave Frisk a friendly punch in the arm.

“Not with me!” Frisk giggled. Mettaton tried to clap a hand over their mouth, but Undyne blocked him without even looking. “I thought you knew. He wrote that love song that was obviously about Papyrus.”

Now Undyne looked at him, and not in the way his fans stared at rosepetals raining over his metallic body.

“You what?”

“You didn’t know?” Alphys looked at her girlfriend incredulously. “I mean, Frisk’s right. ‘Throw me a bone, this puzzle’s getting old’?”

“Sweep me off my feet, your smile makes me compleeeete~” Frisk sang in a horrible imitation of his voice. That was enough to snap Mettaton out of his shock.

“That could be about anyone! Or no one!” He blushed.

“The music video had skulls raining down on you,” Frisk pointed out.

“S-so? Those are just all ages appropriate MTT-Brand Party Skulls! Create a spooky ambiance for any indoor or outdoor gathering! (Warning: does not contain real skulls.)”

“Well that’s a relief,” Frisk muttered.

“Besides, if my heartfelt love ballad had been intended for the Great Papyrus, he surely would have come running into my arms by now.”

He grabbed a handful of Undyne’s popcorn and shoved it into his mouth before any of them could catch him sulking. He was a star! Stars didn’t sulk!

“Holy sh—” Undyne glanced at Frisk, “—uh, shirts! Holy shirts. You’re actually in love with Papyrus.”

Mettaton flopped back on the carpet, nearly choking on his popcorn. Luckily, being a robot, his windpipe wasn’t necessary for breathing. He swallowed before any kernels could damage his million-dollar voice, though.

“Of course I am,” he grumbled. “Even Frisk’s magical future-divining paper knows it.”

“You owe me twenty bucks,” Frisk said to Undyne.

“Ugh, you’ve gotta stop hanging out with Sans. Gambling’s a bad habit, y’know.”

“Only if you lose.”

Mettaton heard the shuffling sound of bills exchanging hands, but he kept his gaze fixed on Alphys’s ceiling, his hands clasped over his heart.

You will marry Papyrus and have twenty babies. And a dog.

It didn’t matter if Undyne knew his secret. Soon everyone would know, because Mettaton was going to make his big move! No more anonymous love songs that only Frisk and Alphys seemed to understand! He just needed to go up to Papyrus, and look him in his gorgeous eyesockets, and say—

“So, do Alphys and I get a turn with the magic future-telling machine?” Undyne asked. “It’s the least you can do for cheating me out of twenty bucks!”

“It’s not cheating.” Frisk stuck out their tongue. “You lost, fair and square.”

Mettaton sighed. Having his romances bet upon was just part of being a celebrity. Frisk and Undyne couldn’t help being enamoured with his glamorous life.

“Uh, Frisk?” Alphys held up the unfolded corpse of the Fortune Teller. “Were all of the options for Mettaton’s future supposed to involve Papyrus?”

Mettaton sat upright, snatching the page from her hand before Frisk could intervene.

You will marry Papyrus and go on a honeymoon to the moon.

You will marry Papyrus and be voted Couple Of The Universe.

You will marry Papyrus and live happily ever after.

You will marry Papyrus. You will marry Papyrus.

Could his future really be that certain?

“‘Course they were,” Frisk said. “They’re in love. Duh.”

Mettaton’s gaze snapped to them. “We are? I mean, he is? With me??”

“You’re his favorite sexy rectangle. Or not-rectangle, now.” Frisk shrugged, grabbing a new sheet of paper from the coffee table to fold into a second arcane contraption. “He falls asleep watching your five-and-a-half hour special. The one that’s just rose petals falling on you. And then he talks in his sleep about how he wants you to, uh…”

Their eyes flickered between Alphys and Undyne before they whispered behind their hand, “He wants you to kiss him passionately on the lips.”

As Mettaton swooned, Undyne burst out in a cackle. “He doesn’t even have lips!”

“Shh! Don’t mock Uncle Papyrus’s dreams!” Frisk pouted.

“I would never mock his dreams!!” Undyne glared in affront. “I told him I was gonna make everyone’s dreams come true!! Except his dream to have eight pairs of legs. I think that’s, uh, out of my jurisdiction.”

Mettaton’s brow furrowed. “Eight pairs of…?”

“For eight pairs of hotpants,” Undyne explained.

“Oh.” Mettaton’s face went hot enough imagining Papyrus in one pair of hotpants. Particularly a pair from his own fashion line, that had little pictures of his face and his box form scattered across them.

“Anyway!!” Undyne leapt up, scattering popcorn across the carpet. “Apparently! You are Papyrus’s dream!!!”

She summoned a spear, and he flinched back—but she was just using it to point at him dramatically.

“So with our hearts beating as one, we will make! That! Dream! Come! True!! NGAHHHHHH!!!”

She hurled the spear towards the TV, where it shattered against one of Alphys’s magic spear-proof barriers.

“Y-yeah!” Alphys gave the air a fist-pump. “We should do it! F-for love! And dreams!”

“That’s the spirit!!” Undyne dragged Mettaton off of the floor, where she attacked him with what Papyrus called “The Rub”—a horrendously hair-disheveling noogie.

Well, he supposed he could endure that in exchange for help wooing his beloved skeleton.

Loathe though he was to admit it, he could use the help. Frisk, Alphys, and Undyne were experts on romance. Meanwhile, for all of Mettaton’s yearning and roses and ballads, he had never been on a real date.

“I’m in.” Frisk grinned. “You can’t argue with destiny, Mettaton.”

He spat his hair out of his mouth, trying to comb it back with his fingers.

"I've never been one to fight fate, darling. The stars have always been in my favor."

It was easier to say it than it was to feel it. But he was an actor; he knew how to fake it til he made it.

“Drama queen.” Undyne snorted, as if she hadn’t been so invested in Papyrus’s love life moments ago that she nearly broke Alphys’s TV. “Anyway! We need a battle plan!!”

She grabbed one of Frisk’s unfolded sheets of paper and a blue crayon.

“Oh! I know!” Alphys waved her arm. “He could ask Papyrus out the way Mew Mew asked out Kaira in episode fourteen of season—”

“No,” Frisk interrupted her without looking up from their paper-folding. “Papyrus won’t get the reference. He doesn’t like anime.”

The look on Alphys’s face was reminiscent of Maddy’s when Mettaton told her that she couldn’t solve all of her problems with knives.

“And that wasn’t a deal breaker??” she asked Mettaton.

He rolled his eye. “Please, darling. You of all people should know I’m not that shallow.”

“But how is anyone supposed to understand true love without absorbing the messages of hope and compassion from—”

“Alphys.” Frisk placed a tiny hand on her shoulder. “It’s okay. Papyrus is Good.”

The way they emphasized “good” showed the glowing respect that they had for him. Mettaton smiled, his soul fluttering within his metal core.

“Thank you, Frisk-darling.”

They gave a small nod.

“And Undyne,” they continued, turning their gaze to where Undyne was drawing… a picture of herself suplexing Mettaton. Lovely. “Mettaton is good too. You trust him and Papyrus, right?”

“Huh? Of course I do!!” She blushed. “This is just a depiction of my celebratory suplex! For after this hunk of bolts sweeps Papyrus off his feet!!”

“Of course,” Mettaton echoed with dry sarcasm.

“I mean it! I wouldn’t be here if I didn’t!” She grinned, but it looked more like she was baring her teeth.

Maybe Mettaton wasn’t giving her enough credit. She was Papyrus’s best friend. She wanted him to be happy. That could override her mortal frenemy-ship with Mettaton, at least for now.

“Alright, alright.” He forced a smile in return. “Thank you, beautiful.”

“You’re freaking welcome!!”

“Okay.” Frisk held up their newly-folded blank Fortune Teller. “If everyone’s done being stupid, I have an actual plan.”

XXX

“Please throw me a bone, this puzzle’s getting old,” Papyrus sang under his breath as he unlocked his office. Mettaton’s new tune was so catchy! And relatable! He hadn’t been able to get it out of his head since he’d first heard it a week ago. Luckily, within the sanctuary of his ambassadorial office, he could play as much of Mettaton’s music as he wanted. It almost made up for his commute’s lack of spike-filled trains.

He opened the door—and his jawbone fell to the floor.

“Hello, darling~” Mettaton winked—or maybe blinked, since only one of his eyes was visible—while lounging on top of Papyrus’s desk. He and the rest of the surface were covered in red rose petals.

Oh. Papyrus was dreaming. Just a perfectly normal dream where his crush came to serenade him while at work.

He bent down and picked up his jaw so that he could reply to dream-Mettaton.

“Hello!” He grinned too wide.

Drat, he would’ve thought that dream-Papyrus could be a little more suave. Since this was just a dream, he could start over, right? He closed his eyes and attempted to rewind the encounter, but nothing happened.

“I have a favor to ask you,” Mettaton said while dragging a finger seductively through the layer of rosepetals. The trail formed the shape of a heart.

Papyrus’s soul beat against the inside of his ribcage, like a particularly sneaky human attempting to escape.

“I am a favorite pick for favors.” He tightened his red tie, as if it could restrain his soul from leaping.

“You absolutely are, beautiful.”

Mettaton sat up and swung his gorgeous legs over the edge of the desk. He accidentally knocked over a framed photo of Papyrus and Sans at last year’s Gyftmas party, but he caught it before it could hit the floor. Gently he set it back in its place, then pulled out a folded sheet of paper from within his chest panel.

“Is this a request for me as the Monster Ambassador?” Papyrus asked, peering at the paper curiously before remembering that this was a dream. Surely his subconscious wouldn’t have come up with anything that realistic. Mettaton was probably about to ask him to cowrite a song, or read him a love poem, or—

“Oh, nothing quite so formal, darling. Though I do suppose your position makes you exceptionally qualified to help me.” Mettaton arranged the folded paper into an interesting shape, one that he could pinch between his hands. Each of the flaps that now showed had a different color written on it.

“Frisk shared a special human tradition with me,” he explained. “This paper device is imbued with human magic. However, I don’t know if it can be used by a monster, or if only humans can operate it.”

Papyrus stepped closer and squinted at the contraption. Now this was odd even for a dream. He’d never seen anything like the strange paper before, but he couldn’t feel any magic emanating from it. Also, he was almost certain that contemporary humans didn’t possess magic.

Though Frisk wasn’t like most humans. With them, anything was possible.

“What is it supposed to do?” he asked.

“I’m glad you asked, beautiful.” Another heart-stopping wink. “With only three questions, this marvelous device can tell your future.”

Papyrus blinked. The future? As far as he understood Frisk’s power, they could only travel to the past. Though if they waited long enough before returning back through time…

Well, like he’d said. Anything was possible.

“Well! That’s certainly something!” He smiled a little nervously. “Why do you need a magical item to tell your future, though?”

Mettaton’s brow furrowed, as if Papyrus had said something completely incomprehensible.

“Why would you not want to know what treasures the future has in store?”

Hmm. An unusual question, even for a dream. Papyrus didn’t want to know what that said about his subconscious.

Whether in dream or reality, though, there was no harm in answering Mettaton honestly.

“I suppose… I don’t want to leave my future up to anyone else,” he admitted, placing a gloved hand over the folded paper. “There are things outside of our control, of course. But the most important things… I want to choose them for myself. Not because a magical device told me to.”

Mettaton met his eyes, looking somewhat abashed. Papyrus grimaced; he hadn’t meant to ruin his fun.

“I’m sorry, Mettaton. I’m sure someone else would help you test out the magic.” Papyrus patted his shoulder.

Mettaton slumped. A stray petal drifted from his hair to the floor below.

“No. You’re right, darling. I was so anxious to have my success assured that I… well.” He shook his head, scattering a few more petals.

“You don’t need magic to promise that.” Papyrus gently took the paper contraption from Mettaton’s hands and set it aside. Now that Mettaton’s hands were free, Papyrus could hold them properly.

(They were rather warm and solid for a dream.)

“You’re Mettaton,” he went on as the robot stared wide-eyed. “You didn’t need to see the future to become the star of the Underground. I don’t see why you would need it now. Besides, knowing the future would ruin all of its exciting japes! And I know you share my love for japes.”

Mettaton’s smile looked surprisingly shy.

“You always know just what to say, darling.”

Papyrus grinned and let out a quiet nyeh-heh-heh. “Of course I do! The Great Papyrus is an excellent motivational speaker, even in his dreams!”

“Dreams?” Mettaton’s head tilted. “Does this… feel like a dream, to you?”

“Well, mostly? The weird paper thing was new. And usually in my dreams you kiss me passionately on the lips.”

Either this was a dream, in which case the confession wouldn’t matter—or it was real, in which case Mettaton had broken into his office and posed in a shower of rose petals. Admitting that Papyrus wanted to kiss him was hardly any more obvious than that.

“Well. Welly Well Well.” Mettaton smirked. “I am in the business of making dreams come true.”

His arms snaked behind Papyrus’s neck, pulling him close and pressing his soft lips to the curve of his teeth.

Oh. Magic sparked between them, more real and alive than anything Papyrus could’ve dreamed of. Mettaton’s hand on his vertebrae, his knee bumping against Papyrus’s hip—every touch sent a giddy thrill through him.

Papyrus smiled into the kiss, savoring the long moment before Mettaton finally pulled away.

“Wow,” Papyrus breathed. “You really…?”

“I really.” Mettaton rested his forehead against Papyrus’s. “I really like you, darling.”

“That makes two of us.” He blinked. “Wait. I mean, I really like you too, not that we both like me. Though I do like me too! I’m very cool!”

Mettaton chuckled, caressing the curve of Papyrus’s cheek.

“You are very cool.” He kissed Papyrus’s forehead, warming his skull all the way through. “Would you do me the honor of being my very cool boyfriend?”

“I would! I will!” Papyrus beamed.

In the passion of their next celebratory kiss, the magical paper was knocked to the ground. Mettaton didn’t seem to mind.

As long as Mettaton was in Papyrus’s life, he knew his future would be a bright one.

XXX

Brad “Burgerpants” Undertale groaned at the mess of rose petals on the office floor. Those were going to clog his vacuum for sure. Maybe if that happened he could actually go home early… ha. As if he’d be that lucky.

Maybe he should just skip Ambassador Papyrus’s office today. The skeleton was a stickler for cleanliness, which meant he usually picked up after himself instead of waiting for Brad to get around to it. These shredded flowers might be lying around for a reason.

The crumpled paper on the floor probably wasn’t on purpose, though. Brad picked it up, frowning at the nonsensical crayon scribblings on it. Some kind of puzzle, maybe? He sucked at puzzles.

He unfolded the paper anyway, figuring he might as well kill some time before moving on to the next office. When he read what was written within, though, he gagged and dunked it in the trash. The same message was repeated in each section of folds, as if it were a spell—or a curse, more accurately.

You will go on a date with Mettaton and he will kiss you passionately on the lips.

[vrnicky]

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I write about Undertale universe and their different Aus. My own aus, one-shots, I share my ideas and mostly interact with my mutuals if I ain't simping over skeletons.

What will I write?

-Headcanons/reactions: How my boys would react, feel, do to a especific situation that you can ask without a problem.

•My main aus are undertale, underswap, underfell, swapfell red (sometimes swapfell crystal), storyshift and horrortale but sometimes i can add more aus or that. You can specify ones too.

-Poly headcanons: If you send two characters that I think would make a good couple I make some headcanons about them, you can ask for official couples headcanons too.

-Dating headcanons: Similar to the poly headcanons but with only one character, how a relationship with that character would be, their love language, etc.

-Asks: You can ask whatever doubt you have about my aus and my characters. Even you can ask them personally, im down for everything.

-Match-ups (CLOSED ATM): You send information about yourself, what you like, dislike, your hobbies, etc. If you know your soul trait, the better. And if you wanna a match up with a especific au of mine you can say it in your ask.

The rules are below for everything, also I have the aus I write for and their names!

Rules!

NAMES AND AUS!

COLOR CODE UNIVERSES!

OUT-CODES!

Ut x atsv!

Masterlists:

🌸 Masterlist 1.

✨ Masterlist 2.

🌸 Masterlist 3.

✨ Masterlist 4.

🌸 Masterlist 5.

✨ Masterlist 6.

🥀 Non-skeletons characters.

🍷 Gaster names.

About me.

•Call me Nicky, Wolfie or Taco!

•Im Demisexual/Bi-demiromantic

•Im taken <3

•18 SO stuff can get suggestive so be careful! 16+ only!!

•Extra nicknames i go with: Puppy, Cottoncandy, Takis, Pomf, Bun, Froggie, Sunshine

•All pronouns unless i specify otherwise.

•I take care of a lot of blogs.

•Discord Server!!

Events that happens here:

•Event im doing to get motivation back (not done atm)

•Dtiys event! (Not done atm)

•chit chat single character ask! You ask easy questions about a character and I'll answer them!

•taco art trades! Basically me doing an art trade with someone! They're: OPEN

•taco art requests! I do small doodles of a character I get ask for! They're: CLOSED ATM.

•#preggers hcs! This basically mean how a character would react/act at being pregnant.

•#ask the guys smooches edition is basically where i write a one-shot with a guy giving you a smooch.

•#ship day! Where you say two characters and I'll say if they work together or not.

•#fan-kids day! Is basically where you say: "name of the baby, the parents of the baby and magic color" and i doodle your fan kid with a character!

And my other social media:

◇Twitter◇

♤Instagram♤ (in the make of a new one)

♧Tumblr (You're here!)♧

>Ko-fi<

Commissions: OPEN! 3 SLOTS

Extra information about me or the creator:

•Im married to Asgore and Papyrus.

•Papdyne enthusiastic! Love the ship! <3

•I write for the ships I personally enjoy, no, I do not like papyton, sorry.

•I use the tags #no thoughts head empty for things I don't how to tag, #mutual interaction <3 when im chatting with mutuals, #rp? When im doing kinda a rp with my characters and #taco's videos! When I share links from YouTube.

•I have a bitty name Casper and little Fox named Boots!

•The pokemon of the blog: Litten!

•My ask box is open for everything and everyone

•I create aus every second but I take my time to actually write about them

•My simp list <- OLD (UPDATED HERE) (Non-Ut list)

•stupid spanish class with Taco: pronouns

[cherrys-shenanigans]

Metta with a bitty Baby Luci. ;3;

[papytonpropaganda]

Thoughts on favorite/least favorite fanon tropes of Undertale?

oh man I forgot to answer this lol.

I don’t really know that I have any favorite fanon tropes. I can’t even really think of any good ones... I mostly notice the ones I hate haha

so: 

Papyrus infantilization is, for obvious reasons, probably my least favorite. it just really makes me blood boil when people see his “childish”/quirky traits (many of which can be seen as autistic traits) and decide he’s a naïve innocent baby cinnamon roll who can do no wrong, can’t have romantic or sexual autonomy, and is generally completely incompetent and stupid. if I’m being completely honest I really don’t get how people can enjoy a character like that. if that were actually canon Papyrus, I probably wouldn’t like him at all.

also regarding Papyrus, when people aren’t outright infantilizing him there’s a tendency to just. kill him off or make bad things happen to him for the sake of Sans angst, and I really hate that too. honestly the focus on Sans in this fandom kinda kills me lol. I don’t really wanna complain about it too much though because people have their faves and obviously they’re gonna want to talk about them! focusing on Sans isn’t inherently bad. I just wish people didn’t mistreat Papyrus and other characters so Sans can have character development or whatever.

my hatred for Mettaton being a predator is right up there with my hatred for infantilized Papyrus. there’s literally nothing in canon that suggests Mettaton would ever prey on anyone, and it gives me really homophobic and transphobic vibes considering he’s a gnc trans man and I’ve never seen a single other canon UT character given this characterization (I say canon UT characters specifically because AU UT characters are a whole other can of worms). the early days of Papyton were unfortunately full of this crap iirc and I know a lot of people who were turned off to the ship as a whole because of it.

overprotective Sans, which is often combined with infantilized Papyrus and predator Mettaton, is also something I hate. it’s just really out of character to me. Sans’ whole thing is not giving a shit unless the world is ending. there’s really no reason he’d be so mad about his brother dating somebody. he just wants to see him happy.

this is something I haven’t seen as often, mostly because I’m not really a Soriel fan, but I’ve seen others complain about Toriel being made into a demure, subdued housewife when paired with Sans. that definitely seems ooc to me. if her attitude toward Asgore post-divorce is anything to go by, she is the opposite of subdued.

there’s a lot of misconceptions about Asgore that I really don’t like, my friend @kingfiuffybunz covers them pretty well in this post.

something one of my friends has complained about is people portraying Undyne as just brutish and stupid. sure, she’s tough and impulsive, but there are quite a few moments where she’s shown to have a much softer side as well. I think there’s a reason she’s associated with the green soul (kindness), and I wish fandom would explore that more often.

can’t really think of any more at the moment, but that’s probably enough negativity for one post anyway. in the meantime, if anyone else has fanon characterizations/misconceptions that they dislike, or fanon tropes that they DO like, I’d love to hear about them! I love having conversations with my followers.

[grieving-angel-hopeful-demon]

OCtober Day 14: Pink

Sky is my papyton fan child, she is baby.

[toomanyf4ndoms7]

Mettaton for the ask!

How I feel about this character: He’s a showboating ghostbot with a heart. What’s not to like.

Something I wish happened in canon with this character: We get to see him in Deltarune.

Favourite thing about them: His extraness meter went through the roof and broke the barrier.

Least favourite thing about them: early he could be a bit selfish but he got better.

Favourite line: SO WHAT IF A FEW PEOPLE HAVE TO DIE? THAT'S SHOW BUSINESS, BABY!

BrOTP: him and alphys or him and napstablook.

OTP: Not sure.

NOTP: Mettaton/Napstablook for obvious reasons.

Random headcanon: I know that Alphys designed his body and that’s why it looks like that but I like to think he knew exactly what type of body he was going to get.

Unpopular opinion: not really a fan of Papyton

[petra-creat0r]

I've seen your undertale fanchilds and I really love them!! Can you tell us how their parents reacted to their first child?? Oh and I know you have a lot lol, so maybe just Alphyne, Soriel and Papyton

OOOOOOOOOOOOoohohohohohohooo!!!

This'll be fun! (Also yeah, I admit I do, huh? hehe. I'm trying to narrow it down a bit. But I just love the kiddos I make too much! Am working on a definitive list though. Might make it a little easier.)

Let's start with Soriel, since Sari was the first fankid born! Sariel was a total accident. Sans and Tori didn't intend to have her at all (because like, they've got four kids already), so she came as quite the surprise. It was also a bit of an adjustment for the whole family for a multitude of reasons. (How the other DF kids reacted, it basically being Sans's first time being a dad, it being like, over a century since Toriel carried a child, etc)

For Alphyne, while I think Undyne and Alphys thought about having kids, they probably expected to adopt or at least thoroughly plan it out. ... Yeah Giko and Izuku were also accidents. ... Kinda. (Not exactly planned, but also they weren't really taking any preventative measures to stop it from happening). I'd say they definitely weren't expecting twins at the least. Undyne was very excited at the prospect of being a mom, Alphys was nervous but excited too.

Finally Papyton! Broadway was planned! (Deciding that now because I can't have them all be accidents.) Both Mettaton and Papyrus were ecstatic to be parents. Papyrus I've always seen as being excellent with kids, and Mettaton (even if it is selfish and vain) needs someone to take on his brand. (Though I'd hope he wouldn't force that upon any of his kids.) Paps and MTT actually kept Broadway a secret for a while before glee was born. Mettaton was looking for the perfect way to announce it. I feel he never really got that opportunity before it was too late. Like, imagine he had this whole baby announcement planned out that's taken him months, and then right as he's about to, Broadway starts to come. That's canon now, I'm keeping it.

Thanks for the ask! Feel free to leave more, I always wanna gush about my fan kids!

[argentdandelion]

Possible Health Problems of Hybrid Fanchildren

No, think of the children!...your hybrid children, that is. Contains lovely ideas for angst.

Hybrid fanchildren are common in the Undertale fandom. It is likely this is because the main characters of the game cover multiple "breeds" of monster, and there are in fact canon cross-breed couples (Undyne and Alphys, RG01 and RG02). Fanchildren are also a creative exercise where one combines the looks and personalities of the parents into a new, distinct character design.

In-universe, if hybridization is even possible, it's likely common. However, hybridizing could cause problems.

Where potential mates of their own species are rare, animals might hybridize with closely related species. Furthermore, animals might make hybrids if they're compatible species kept in the same enclosure (e.g., lions and tigers in zoos). In birds when one species parasitically lays its eggs in the nests of another species, the offspring might imprint after its host parents in looks or song, and so only be interested in birds that look or sound like its host parents.

All these things likely happened when monsters were sealed underground. While it’s unclear if different monster breeds interbred before the war, given monsterkind’s massive casualties it’s likely monsters’ options within their own breed were limited. (This would surely be especially true for monster breeds that were rare to begin with.) Staying underground, especially if they all stayed in just one city for a long time, would also work like captive conditions. Furthermore, the devastation might have meant a whole lot of orphans, which might have been raised by different breeds. Such orphans might, like the parasitic birds, prefer breeds like the ones they were raised by. It’s certainly clear monsters have variable preferences and can imitate other monsters (e.g., Papyrus catching a thrown stick in his mouth)/have variable behavior, after all.

Biological Problems

For some breeds, even if hybridizing is possible it would likely cause health problems. This is especially obvious for fire monsters, such as offspring of the Sans X Grillby ("Sansby") pairing. Though skeleton monsters are apparently1 insensitive to cold, it's unclear whether they're insensitive or immune to heat too. Fan works often assume Grillby's fire is painfully hot, and becomes much hotter when angry. While (dry, human) bones can withstand greater temperatures than human flesh without (visible) damage, being on fire constantly might be a problem. Even if the hybrid children can withstand it, it's possible (and more likely) that they might hurt themselves from the higher temperatures if they ever get angry.

Pain can make people easier to anger, so being burned by their own flames might cause a self-destructive feedback loop of pain and burning. If they can't quickly heal burn markings from such events, they might become anxious about it, akin to obvious scars or burn wounds.

Environmental Unsuitability

Environmental unsuitability is also a problem. While a hybrid's parents might be well-suited to distinct environments, the hybrid may be unsuited for either or require unpredictable intermediate environments.

For example, the fish monster Undyne is vulnerable to heat stroke/dehydration when travelling through the dry, hot caverns of Hotland; Alphys is not. Evidently travelling through Hotland is enough of a danger to Undyne that Alphys installed a water cooler for her halfway to her lab, even though Alphys' lab is only a few screens into Hotland. While Undyne says she dislikes "snow", she's evidently not in danger standing outside Papyrus's house indefinitely. This might not be true for Alphys: while some fish can live in cold water, reptiles either die or hibernate in cold environments like Snowdin.

A hybrid child of the two might do well in an intermediate environment (e.g., hot but humid, like south Florida) or take after one or the other unpredictably.

Some assume Undyne can breathe underwater through gills; what if the child prefers most of their body to be dry but needs to keep their gills moist? What if the child prefers dry, but not hot, environments? With such a potential blend of preferred environments, they all might need custom rooms (e.g., humidifiers, pools) in one house.

Most dangerously, what if Undyne can breathe water through her skin, but a reptile-skinned but otherwise fishlike child cannot? One work, Scramble Saga, suggests Undyne sleeps in a water-filled bathtub rather than a bed. If a helpless baby that can't breathe underwater is put in a tub-crib, the baby might drown. The child might drown, too, if Undyne is playing boldly and aggressively in the water and mistakenly assumes the child can breathe underwater.

Psychological Problems

No Horns

(The picture is based on goat skulls; notice they don't have horns. Picture modified from here.)

In goats, horn buds don’t grow directly from the skull, but from a specialized patch of skin. Only later do they start to merge to the skull.

Assuming Boss Monsters’ horns grow like that of goats, a Boss Monster-skeleton hybrid might not have horns. (Many such fanchildren have no skin, after all.) While many monsters do not have horns, this might still make the fanchild self-conscious about not having horns. (Perhaps similarly to Kris of Deltarune, though Kris is a human.)

The Problems of Papyrus x Mettaton

“Us ghosts spend our whole lives looking for a proper vessel. Slowly, slowly, we grow closer to our new bodies... Until one day, we too may become corporeal beings. Beings able to laugh, love, and dance like any other...” - Mad Dummy

It is unclear whether ghosts’ desire for vessels (or “bodies”) is biologically or culturally driven. Either way, hypothetical fanchildren of Papyrus and Mettaton are likely to be dissatisfied with their bodies.

LordLaharl’s Vassal made a convincing point that Papyrus may have body dysmorphia issues. The Wikipedia article on the subject suggests part of the variation in body dysmorphia issues in the population (or “heritability”) can be explained by genetics. If this is true, and also true for monsters, a Papyrus x Mettaton child could have twice the body issues of either parent.

It’s unclear whether the child would be born/the equivalent of born a ghost fused with a skeleton body, a ghost possessing but not fused with a skeleton body, or be born separately as a ghost body and a skeleton body. If the Papyton child has a handy skeleton body from birth/the equivalent of birth, the child might not develop ghostly psychological problems, as the child could do normal non-ghost things with it.

Related Reading

Inter-Species Socialization

Do Monsters Have Instincts?

Dialogue from Papyrus is contradictory; he explains how he can live in Snowdin's cold environment saying "I have no skin" but complains about the Annoying Dog having cold feet. ↩︎

[moved-strabius-strawberry]

Quick papyton Halloween doodles.

Mettaton is dressed as his own Box form, Papyrus is dressed as MTT’s Ex form, and Palatino is holding a piece of tiast because they are a toaster.