#sans with a human soul

[lovelesslittleloser]

Alright, I’ll be honest. I’ve been searching ao3 for an Undertale fic where the main character is a human and falls to the underground, yadda yadda, but once they make it out of the ruins (because really, who dies in the ruins??), they die. However, instead of resetting (if they even can, as their soul may not be very DETERMINED), they just decide willingly(? I mean they were murdered, but they agreed post-mortem, probably because dying hurts like a buttcheek on a stick) to be used to help break the barrier. However, to make it more interesting, they absorb themself(?? I cannot think of a better way to word this) into the monster who killed them, or a monster they just like good enough, and refuse to be absorbed by Asgore.

And actually yeah I’m staking my claim on this idea, I’m just putting it out there because I wish it to be so

My brain kinda took it in the direction of ‘the human is terrified, but also a Sneaky Snitch and makes their way through the entirety of the ruins without running into a single monster (excluding maybe Flowey, but they’d definitely run away from him), and run through all the way to the pre-Snowdin area (does that area have a name? It’s not Snowdin, but it’s snowy). However, we are going on the assumption here that in the game or original timeline or whatever, Toriel asked Sans to make the promise to her after Frisk met her and stayed a while. This is important because after the stick on the ground breaks, the mc snaps around, and then they fucking die. Since they rushed through the ruins and dodged meeting Mom.

So now that they’re dead, soul light blue, displaying their Patience (which was already shown, since it took for-fucking-ever to solve the puzzles in the ruins without help, while also avoid encountering any monsters safely). They freak out for a while, and when they regain composure, Sans is looking at them weird, talking to them about how ‘I knew that human souls stuck around after death, but I didn’t realize they kept their consciousness,’ and explaining what would happen to them to calm them down, making at least three puns during his whole spiel.

So the human, deciding ‘fuck it, I’m already dead and this guy’s fuckin hilarious,’ absorbed themself (still cannot think of any way to word this better) into Sans, granting him a fuckton more power and dodge time, because patience doesn’t mean you can take hits. Sans, very confused and vaguely distressed, does not know what to do, and just takes a shortcut to Undyne.

And then it continues escalating from there, probably

[thestrongestjewel]

OMFG IM SORRY I DISAPPEARED FOR LIKE 2 WEEKS OR SMTHING LMAO I KEEP FORGETTING I HAVE A TUMBLR SJKJDHKSJ anyway i've been drawing a looot of uvtale stuff recently, but also, I've been drawing a bunch of doodles of my sans oc that i have not shown here,,,, maybe i'll show them eventually ahrh for now have all these

[howlsofbloodhounds]

i think we should all judge epic for hanging with the mpreg sqaud

killer with new!chara, colors with the six human souls, cross with x!chara and delta with the bravery soul

bro surrounded himself with mpreg

Hey now. Maybe he wants to be pregnant too, anon. Maybe he has strong parental urges and he wants to father all them kids. Maybe he wants to look all them kids in the eyes and proudly declare that he befriended their dads, their caretakers, their..parental figures.

Maybe our man has a plan. Perhaps we should let him cook.

[millydrawsthis]

ANOTHER UNDERTALE AU?!

HIII! THERES A NEW AU IM MAKING, ITS FUN AND IM HOPIN YOULL ENJOY IT!! <33 STORY IS DOWN BELOW!! ↴

╚═*.·:·.✧ ✦YOU ARE FILLED WITH THE WILL TO LIVE✦ ✧.·:·.*═╝

[ It's around seven years since the sixth human fell into the underground. With six human souls captured but no luck in obtaining a seventh, the monsters in the lab decide to start on a new project. ]

OPERATION NEW SOUL The plan to create a human soul.

With the determination they have, they insert it into monster's souls at first, turning some into dust…and some into amalgamates. Desperate, the scientists attempt to fabricate a soul using pure science. It works, but only temporarily; the artificial soul withers, draining away due to its inherent instability. The people of the lab couldn’t find out what they were missing.

Suddenly someone had an idea, what if they combined a monster soul with a human one. It seemed silly really, but what could they say, no? So they tried it, They gather fragments of the previous human souls and infuse them with determination. It's promising, but incomplete. They still need the monster soul.

And then one stepped up, “Meh, who really needs both halves. Someone gotta be the one feelin’ half of a Soul.” He joked. With half of his monster soul, and half of a human soul—they made…well, a soul. A stable one, maybe? No one really knew.

Some urge immediate use, fearing it will wither like the others. But the lead scientist insisted, “We must wait until its determination is strong enough to break the barrier.”

It seemed foolish. How could a soul, cobbled together in a lab, be strong enough?

You’ve opened your eyes. The first lab made “human”. ..created by monsters—how ironic. Born in a lab, it feels as if you simply appeared out of thin air. And to be literal, you did. Some young child popped up in their lab with some silly striped shirt on and dumb brown shorts.

“Now?” They would say, but the lead scientist still refused. “We wait.” He’d say.

└── •✧• ──┘

You know, it would mean the absolute WORLD to me if you reblogged this—but if you don’t wanna, that’s okay too! I’m just glad you read it! My asks are open, if you have any questions or wanna talk to the characters of the AU, you should totally do that!

Okay, that’s enough yapping for today! Cya brah!

[kakishirocream]

“I just hope we'll be friends for 999 more years.”

[stargazer-tps]

Handplates x Sweeney Todd Doodles

I’m back on my nonsense :P I’m still on my Handplates kick, but ALSO watched Sweeney Todd recently, so this is the end result or something idk.

Handplates, as always belongs to @zarla-s! Dialogue stolen from Stephen Sondheim’s Sweeney Todd.

[zu-is-here]

Rose

Fluffynightkiller Week by @help-im-a-gay-fish

Mobster AU by help-im-a-gay-fish & jann-the-bean

Ccino by black-nyanko

Nightmare by jokublog

Killer by rahafwabas / rahaf-wabas / rahofy-sketch

[soaked-ghost]

girls that struggle to breath and can't maintain a stable form and who hate each other

[lord-yabadoo-rules-all]

Hello hello everyone!! Long time no see :) I've had this frans in my head for YEARS...I started the character design sheet last year (or was it two years ago?) but recently decided to get off my ass and finish it! So here's a product of hard, August work!

I'm kinda sad to see so many of my frans peers gone, but I hope they're doing well! While I probably won't be some huge online presence going forwards, I'm still excited to support the new gen while I can!

ANYWAYS!! This is my interpretation of HT frans! (og creator @/horrortalecomic) that takes place around a decade after Frisk's escape from the underground. Their life kinda goes downhill fast though, as the combined survivor's guilt, insane trauma after battling the horror known as Omega Flowey, and the sheer lack of a support system just kinda destroys them in that period of time. I won't dwell too much on that time period, though! After moving away from the og Mt. Ebbot city, Frisk gets their fresh start, regularly going to therapy, taking their PTSD meds, managing a pretty popular bookshop downtown, and living with their super supportive roomates!

...And then the monsters are freed, which does throw Frisk into a whirlwind, but after a year or two they feel pretty safe. No monsters seemed to have moved to their city (especially since the monster population is significantly smaller than it was before), so everything would be okay. Until that fateful day...

here they are! fyi frisk's skin, eye and hair colour (except for the blonde streaks) apply to all my frisks now!

I'll add some info here i couldn't fit in the tags! -> They have a fun coworker dynamic where Frisk does NOT know he doesn't remember them so they're constantly walking on eggshells around him.

-> Frisk: Oh god he's after me he followed me for revenge but I deserve it oh god he's so mad at me

-> Sans: wow my manager is so kind and pretty and fun :)

-> Also sans is going to therapy, specifically to treat his memory problems,, so we don't know how long his positive view of Frisk will last...

[toffeebrew]

THE KIDS!! THE KIDS!! specifically the human souls for Color

I changed patience, AGAIN lmao

[twinribbonz]

They’re still just kids.

Based off of @toffeebrew ‘s wonderful and absolutely adorable doodle!!!!

Fun fact: I wrote the title and proceeded to cry for a minute. It hurts because it’s the truth.

I included XChara for funsies.

Reblogs are appreciated!!! It helps get my work around.

He was a bit surprised when his two friends approached him. Both asking the same request. For him to watch over their ghostly companions. He had agreed to watch over them. His friends breathed sighs of relief before going off to do whatever. Waving them off as they disappeared in a flash of a teleport.

Suddenly, he is surrounded by a group of kids. Already being asked a million and one questions. Ranging from all sorts of topics. It amuses him greatly. The group of six are enthusiastic about hanging with him. The seventh kid was a few feet away from everyone. Looking off into the distance to not be associated with the others.

He definitely is hip with the kids. But he had to admit everything he knows probably wouldn’t appeal to them. As they never got the chance to experience a future. Times have changed since their departure from this world. Only to be brought back as ghosts upon a miracle happening. And his friends aren’t too keen on using technology. That would be for another time.

What’s something he can do to entertain them? It instantly clicked in his mind. Reading will never be outdated.

“How about I read you little bruhs a story? Any recommendations?” Epic smiles widely as he watched most of their faces lit up at idea. Titles are immediately hurled right at him. All of them sounded like books for kids. He isn’t sure which one to choose.

A certain title is said that caught his attention.

His smile grows softer, “Peek-a-boo with fluffy bunny? Now, that’s a classic. Come closer bruhs.” Summoning the book into his hands. His brother loves this book so much. So, he always kept it around on hand. The kids cheer at the sight, impressed by his magic.

Epic takes a seat on the floor. The ghosts surround him at all sides. Perseverance being the closest with sparkling eyes behind those round glasses of theirs. XChara still drifted away but had moved closer.

He opens the book to be met with blurry text. A pair of glasses appears in hand. Securing them in place with a piece of tape. Beginning to read the words out loud. Using his best acting skills to make the story come alive. His voice changing for each character.

“Uncle Epic is the best!” Bravery interrupts the story with their exclamation. His soul melts at the compliment. Their honesty is so genuine. He can’t help but pause the story. Reaching around Kindness to pat Bravery’s head. It phases through which doesn’t deter their excitement.

The story continues on for a while without any other interruptions. He glances to his side, seeing Kindness lean in to see the picture more. Holding it closer for them to admire the illustration.

Patience peeks around Perseverance, wanting to see it too. Epic holds it up for them. A grin coming to their face, as they point out the bunnies drawn on the page. Integrity scoots closer to coo and awe at the bunnies.

Picking up where he left off, narrating the tale of fluffy bunny.

Clover perks up at the mention of a fox. “Hehe! Reminds me of Ceroba.” They think fondly back to their journey in the underground. Taking note of most of the confused faces. Quick to explain who she is. “She was the one who….” Their sentence trails off. Epic notices Clover’s expression fall to one of sadness.

A moment of silence falls over the group. No one knowing what to say after that.

“Please continue.” Clover’s voice is barely a whisper. Epic nods before going back to reading. The atmosphere begins to get better. Yawning comes from the ghosts. Rubbing their hands over tired eyes.

The book is finished shortly after. He looks to both of his sides to see the six kids sleeping. Their snoring is soft, seemingly at ease. Noticing a shadow above his head, he looks up to see them.

XChara is frowning with arms crossed, glaring down at Epic. He can’t help but give a lopsided smile. “Did you enjoy peek-a-boo with fluffy bruh?” Lowering his voice to not wake the others.

The question takes them off guard. They huff as they turn their body away from him. Scoffing as if they would enjoy s book made for children. “I don’t get how C deals with you. You’re so annoying.” Flipping him off while sticking out their tongue.

A snort comes from him at the sight. He should have expected that type of response. They have a streak of being mean to him. Mostly all bark and no bite. Watching over his shoulder as they sit behind him. A couple seconds later, he can hear them snoring too.

“Goodnight kiddos.” Epic stays put in his place. Waiting for Color and Cross to return.

[cloudofcaffeine]

💙CYAN SOUL - PATIENCE💙

2/8 🩹🎀🥊🩰📓🍳🤠🔪

(yes, Tumblr doesn't let me put a cyan heart, I know)

[howlsofbloodhounds]

headcanon that the thing that draws killer to color first is color's six souls situation. he wants to experiment on them so badly, but can never get to beat color so he goes plan b: pretend to befriend color then backstab him later. fortunately the plan backfires and the rest is history :)

also, i do wonder if killer has ever offered color to absorb his red soul. like, is killer's soul human enough? would color become a god after absorbing killer's soul? i think that would be a conversation color has to steer away, but killer can't stop his curiosity and self-destructive hypothesizing. color can become a god. color will be invincible. color can finally be safe like that. and like, maybe if color absorbs killer's soul, killer can finally communicate with the six souls and realize the horrors of raising six semi-children in your head as a single parent.

~ crowshipping anon

crow, how I’ve missed you. you and delta anon are the backbones of this blog btw.

And I absolutely adore the idea of how it started being that killer wanted to experiment on him lmao. Especially if its like “if this guys gonna keep lingering around, might as well make him useful,” and then he just keeps getting his ass beat over and over.

And then he decides to just go the friend route, play along and pretend he’s listening to the “bullshit” Color’s spewing, but color’s actually being genuinely nice. like, genuinely? hes not even trying to make killer stop or change, just firmly setting boundaries and redirecting killer’s curiosity on to something less destructive. and now, oh no, he likes him. hes fascinating.

and i think killer proposing the idea of color absorbing his soul even once is interesting, even if indirectly and possibly during one of his more self destructive or paranoid moments. perhaps if something happens that threatened colors life or somehow caused him to be hurt, or if something is just making killer think about them being separated. perhaps stage 1’s insecurity or just nightmares.

probably proposed it something like, “what if we became one” and color makes a light joke like “that would be awful, this heads already so full, dont you dislike children?” and then killer keeps going on with his line of thought. how color would be a god basically, how they’d be together, how maybe killers soul could help be a source of further power for color.

how hed be safe. killers soul is strong enough to rewrite entire timelines. color wouldn’t even have to worry about death.

of course killer may phrase it as something along the lines of how itd make color more powerful whenever he voices it, but color doesn’t care for more power and they both know that and color knows that he knows. color can read between the lines and killer knows that, too.

maybe this is even just killers way of expressing or wondering about how much closer they could get it, how much more there is to understand.

maybe killer less wants to know about colors souls now and more that he wants to know the souls because he wants to know color. maybe he wants to know everything he can learn about him; learn everything he can.

idk just the idea of killer being so intensely fascinated with and curious about color tickles me—something about it becomes less like scientific curiosity and more now that extremely rare desire to connect with someone. because color makes him feel understood and for the first time he feels safe being understood.

and perhaps if/when he becomes more aware of that, the intensity, is enough to cause killer to withdraw emotionally from color for a bit; even if he can’t stop mulling it over in his mind. maybe he even thinks if color absorbs his soul, then he’ll never lose access to that hope and happiness again. theres no threat of it. perhaps becoming a little lost in his fantasy for a bit.

[ultimate-guardian]

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[shundertaleaucomic]

SoulHunter, episodes 48 and 49, Undertale AU comic

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[stellocchia]

Based on This Post, I present to you guys: Color and his Twitch Chat (aka the 6 human souls)

Color: “Chat, what do I do?”

Bravery: “I say we fight him! Show him who's boss!”

Color: “Bravery, that's your solution to everything-”

Kindness: “We could throw a party for him! We could invite all of our friends and bring food… lots of homemade food... he needs to eat more”

Color: “That's really adorable, but I don't think that's gonna go over well with him…”

Perseverance: “Humans are persistence predators. So I say we wound him and then follow him at a safe distance until he's unable to move and then-”

Bravery: “Then we fight him!”

Perseverance: “Close enough”

Color: “I- no, we're not doing that”

Patience: “I think she's onto something here…”

Color: “No she isn't! I can literally imagine her evilly petting a white cat while sitting ominously in the dark right now!”

Perseverance: “In my mind, I'm always doing that”

Color: “You're a menace”

Justice: “We could lasso him and-"

Color: “Oh no”

Justice: “Bring him to court to face justice for all his crimes-”

Kindness: “Noooooo, he would be sad!”

Color: “Kindness is right, we're not doing that. He's done nothing wrong in his life. Ever”

Justice: “That's just not true and you know it”

Integrity: “Guys! How about Color just asks Killer out on a date like a normal person?! He should give him a fair chance. If he rejects you it's not the end of the world, it just means he wasn't the right guy for you. How about it, friend?”

Color: “…”

Color: “What was that about humans being persistence hunters?”

Persistence: “Now we're talking!”

Bravery: “Let's go!”

Integrity: “Why are you guys like this…”