#toriel is like the dragon from never ending story to me

[squidthesquidd]

finally figured out how to draw Toriel :3 teehee 💥💥💥💥💥 THE MOM EVER RGRAAAAAAAAA

[omgtheywereroomates]

Welp.

BY POPULAR DEMAND-

Here’s the undertale dream I had

(Ramble below)

So this popular channel on tv was making a undertale series. Like, a kind of 3D/ animation thing. There was an entire sneak peak and all. Opened with the surface in a house, and Toriel walking into the kitchen with pie, being followed by frisk, monster kid, and several nameless monster children. Toriel reminded me of a fiber goat, very fluffy. Everyone was laughing and smiling, music playing, and then it cut to a dark bedroom, and there was a human in a bed with a soul over ‘em (chara probably) and Asriel half hidden in the shadows reaching for it. Then it kinda cut to a “sneak peak scene”. Frisk had this little tutu on and a bandanna that was like, orangish red around their wrist. They were going through snowdin forest, with this piano version of snowdin playing in the background, and you could see a bit of yellow petals in the bush near em (Flowey prob) until they heard this barking, and it sounded like a cute dog. They followed the sound, came to what looked like a huge castle gate. Before they could knock, a absolute huge armored hand grabbed the gate door from inside, opening it slowly to reveal a horrifyingly large suit of armor with a fluffy white dog head at the top, which borked sweetly. Like, dude was huge. It swung this absolutely mammoth of a sword- and frisk somehow dodged, and took out this plastic toy knife and slashed at them, slicing their sword in HALF as the world went dark, and four glowing buttons appeared in front of the small human-before it cut to the title; “UNDERTALE AND DELTARUNE”. I’m not quite sure where the deltarune is gonna take place, but okay. Immediately after I excitedly told my father that I hoped that there would be the three routes in the series as well, and he was just confused why “they were rebooting narnia”. Then they showed some designs. It was cool, reminded me of a mix of styles, and a bit of that one dragon from “The never ending story”. The kicker was, sans and papyrus? They weren’t in the new style.

THEY WERE LIKE, DRAWN FROM UNDERVERSE. LITERALLY. THE EXACT STYLE.

I woke up in a dead sweat when I tried to search up people’s reactions to that on tumblr.

SO UH- yeah. Here’s some doodles I made to try and copy the dreams title. If y’all have any questions, I don’t have anwsers. Imma call this the uh, UTDR series dream.

[maxknightley]

"Re: The third point, I could go on about the specific example of Dragon Quest and how I think Undertale works best when read as a response to that franchise + similar series in particular" do you think you could find the time to elaborate?

Fair warning. This one is a bit long.

Let’s talk about Dragon Quest.

Overview

The Dragon Quest series of games (originally localized as Dragon Warrior in the U.S. due to a copyright/trademark issue) is pretty much one of the “Big Two” JRPG franchises alongside Final Fantasy. It’s extremely big in Japan, while enjoying more moderate success in the United States. 

I’m not going to go into too much detail comparing the two or talking about their history, but I think it’s relevant to note that Dragon Quest games tend to be straightforward, high-fantasy stories in a way that a lot of beloved JRPGs (Final Fantasy included) aren’t. You’ll fight a robot from time to time, but sci-fi elements beyond that are rare; explicit social commentary/allegory is extremely rare; the plot rarely becomes especially bizarre or complex, with the narratives tending to rely a lot on characterization to make an impact; and so on.

(I should note that none of this is a bad thing, per se - I love Dragon Quest games. DQ8 and DQ11 are some of my favorite RPGs of all time, in large part because of their gorgeous settings and excellent character work, and I’ve played a fair few!)

Monsters

With that being said, if you know anything about JRPGs, you probably know how the player spends most of their time in a Dragon Quest game - going from town to town and dungeon to dungeon, fighting a wide array of whimsical monsters. (big ups to Akira Toriyama for his excellent character designs, with the exception of the Cyclowns, which I hate a lot.) There’s sidequests and minigames and such, but by and large, this is how the player interacts with the world - find monsters, fight monsters, get strong enough to fight the Big Boy monsters, maybe halfway through you start fighting the occasional anime boy or possessed dog.

The role that monsters play in the narrative is also, for the most part, very simple: they’re almost exclusively the minions of either the local boss/miniboss, or of the big mean demon lord you fight at the end of the game, and pretty much all they do is terrorize villagers, cause mayhem, and so on.

Note that I said almost exclusively...

“Don’t worry, I’m a nice monster!”

...because in basically every Dragon Quest game, some monsters are chill and friendly. Most commonly, this will be a slime, the franchise mascot:

Sometimes they’ll show up at the bottom of a well and give you a trinket for talking to them, other times they’ll hang out in a dungeon and give you some lore or a hint about a nearby puzzle. They say a lot of things like “goo-ness gracious” and it’s very cute and charming, and, uh, hang on, these guys talk, and make puns, and aren’t just bags of XP and herbs? Okay. Sure.

Depending on the game, you can often encounter other monster friends as well. Sometimes there’ll be a town with friendly monster NPCs to talk to; other times, beating monsters allows you to recruit them to your party or your Monster Arena team. It’s neat.

But what never changes is that it’s some monsters that are nice. A tiny minority. And they’re only ever a curiosity, a side note. They’re the exception that proves the rule, and the rule wants to kill you.

Which brings me to:

The One Guy Who Isn’t Evil

There’s a thing that a lot of speculative fiction does where cultures are set up as broad and all-encompassing. These are the Primitive But Kind Bear Goblins, and over here are the Mafia Slugs. These are the Prissy Forest Guys, and they hate the Gruff Cave Guys.

This isn’t necessarily bad writing, but it can be a bit repetitive and one-note after a while, so a lot of speculative fiction also has The One Guy Who Isn’t Like That. The illogical robot, the pacifistic/intellectual barbarian, the pragmatic and materialistic guy who bailed on the monastery.

And, of course, The One Guy Who Isn’t Evil. The vampire who doesn’t drink human blood. The dark elf paladin. That one dragon from Skyrim with the cool speech. They’re very useful characters, in that they soften the Troubling Implications of an entire species or ethnicity of bastards, and there’s a lot of cool stories you can tell about their conflict with family and former friends, and perhaps even... with themselves... with the beast within.

At the core of these stories is the assumption that a creature capable of thinking independently and acting on their own free will can always choose to be good, regardless of their “nature.”

But this goes both ways. If something is capable of choosing to be “good,” or even “nice,” they have to be able to conceive of these concepts. To make that choice. They can’t truly be Made Of Pure Evil, or be beasts acting on instinct, or be slaves to the will of a much more powerful entity.

Are Slimes People?

So, in the example of Dragon Quest, we’ve reached a conundrum. Some monsters - very few, but some - are nice, or at least open to conversation. Most are only there to, pardon the phrasing, kill or be killed.

Which means there’s basically two main possibilities:

Some slimes are nice and they’re always already nice. They attacked you first so it’s fine. Don’t worry about it. It’s fine.

Slimes are definitely all thinking, feeling beings, and it’s probably a little fucked up to kill a bunch of them because you’re saving up money for the casino, even if they “attacked you first” after you spent a half hour running in circles, Erdrick.

The first one works fine for the context of a story like Dragon Quest, because we can employ suspension of disbelief. But it kind of unravels if you look at it for too long. In some installments, there are evil but non-hostile monsters who won’t attack you, but will deliver a whole little monologue about how cool Lord Merdur of Fort Finalboss is. And, hey, what causes a monster to decide to be nice instead of evil? 

For the most part, we never learn, because it doesn’t matter. The Nice Monster is a throwaway character, usually a bit of a joke. They’re there for flavor, not because of what their existence implies.

And that’s kind of weird, right?

Undertale As Response

It’s obvious how Undertale works as a critique on level grinding and the like, but this alone would be kind of facile, imo. People will say, “well, that monster was trying to kill me, so I acted in self-defense. It’s only fair.” And it can be difficult to argue against this without getting into weird arguments about monsters’ Actual Motivations or the relative negative utility of thousands being imprisoned beneath a mountain vs. seven children being killed.

Here’s the thing that I think a lot of people ignore, though. Undertale is also a critique of the idea that Some Monsters Are Nice, as seen in Dragon Quest and similar games. And part of why that critique works is because it does not allow you to set up a dividing line. All those monsters have a place in Underground society - you can’t simply write some off as Fights while viewing others as worthy of kindness or redemption.

If you spare Toriel and Papyrus, because they’re nice and well-meaning... then how can you justify killing Undyne and Mettaton, who are kind of assholes, but have good intentions, and are pillars of the community?

If you spare Undyne and Mettaton, how could you justify killing Whimsun, who’s terrified of you? Or Temmie, who’s just kind of scatterbrained and weird? Or Snowdrake, who constantly tells bad jokes, just like your friend Sans would if you had to fight him?

So how could you justify killing Tsundereplane and Vulkin, so desperate for affection?

So how could you justify killing Muffet, so desperate to save her family and friends?

And so on, and so on, until we reach Moldsmal.

Oh! That One’s A Slime! Is Maxie Tying It All Together?

Trying to, anyway.

This is Moldsmal and Moldbygg. They’re called that because they’re Jell-O Mould monsters.

Moldsmal just kind of sits there, lazily firing bullets. Its description says it has “no brains.” If any monster is okay to kill, it’s this one, right?

Moldbygg pretends to be a Moldsmal, but is actually big. It also has explicit boundaries and preferences: It does not want to be hugged. You spare it by Not Hugging it. It’s goofy, but still: Moldbygg, explicitly, has thoughts and emotions.

And if it’s not okay to kill Moldbygg, how the hell are you going to justify killing Moldsmal? They’re both slimes! They’re practically identical! Maybe they have family reunions where instead of eating the Jell-O one of them just sits on the dining table! You don’t know!!

So Here’s My Thesis On The Morality of Undertale Or Whatever

Fundamentally, the commentary Undertale is making on the idea of the “nice monster,” the “recruitable monster,” the “monster town,” is this:

If one monster can be your friend, is there actually a reason all of them can’t be?

And it says “no, what, that’s dumb,” and I don’t think it’s wrong to do so. Viewing Undertale specifically with this additional context, of the weird push-and-pull certain RPGs have between “that’s a monster! kill it for loot!” and “okay well not that monster,” shores up the related critique of XP grinding by rooting it in a more specific moral core.

Anyway I hope that all made sense, I’m gonna go eat exactly one maraschino cherry and have a glass of water

[fireladyofink]

1: So far it's been largely cathartic to me! Sometimes there's stress, but that's mostly when I'm stuck on one particular thing or burnt out yet inspired.

2: I tend to notice some things vaguely- but I only really take notice when it's a detail that comes back later. However, I definitely try to write for readers who notice.

3: Skeleghost. I'm pretty far, but I have no idea where it's going right now. I'm just trying to start writing again. I know I started with a soon-to-be college slice of life concept, but then it turned to hidden society and now modern fantasy and reincarnation?? I don't know?? I guess I made a cool dragon?

4: The Scorched Rainbow concept. It. Veered too far from my intentions and ended up being so unbearably cringy that it's all I can do just to tolerate it's existence. It's not what I wanted. It's a lie, something formed by a desperate cry for help and good attention that no one else would really provide at the time.

5: Oohoo- boy!

. • ° Suddenly, something dark breached the water, a long, almost black shape rising upwards, up and up and up.. before eventually falling sideways until it crashed back down, sending up a massive plume of water as it hit the water again.

"It.. That was huge." Asriel whispered in shock.

"That." Avalon pointed out as the waves from the impact washed over their feet on the shore.

"Is a shiftling serpent."

At first, it seemed she had decided not to show up, but then a black spot appeared on the water, forming a v-shaped wake behind it as it slid side to side towards them.

"Out of the water." Avalon ordered, gesturing as he backpedaled as well, moving a couple feet away, the shape beginning to look familiar.. like a large.. large head with fins on either side.

And then it began to rise. The fins appeared first, directly followed by the downturned and serpentine head that narrowed to a round point at the nose, water cascading off in hundreds of rivulets as it blew out a spray from it's nostrils and turned to face the monsters on the shore.

It's eyelids snicked back to reveal unbelievably green eyes, so unnaturally bright they seemed to carry their own light.

Those eyes zeroed in on the trio, Toriel impulsively pushing Asriel a little behind her under the intense gaze.

Through the dripping water, a great, rasping voice came.

"ყɛʂʂʂ.. ı ɧą۷ɛ ცɛɛŋ ɛҳ℘ɛƈɬıŋɠ ყơų." ° • .

6: I'll probably never write any form of NSFW, given the fact that I'm a sex-repulsed asexual.

7: Having the Twins in Andlátkyn actually merge earlier is the only thing I could think of. I'll probably have more ideas later on as I write more and more stories, but so far that's it.

8: Shockingly enough, I have never really made OC's yet. Best I can give is to just write them interacting with others, building relationships, growing, changing, evolving..

9: I know I have a BUNCH of ideas, but I can't remember them right this moment.

10: Nightmare in Andlátkyn. His gradual evolution from grumpy, kind of evil but ancient being that is Dadmare to his open mind and desire to move on from the past and start over with even Dream as brothers- not to mention his attitude and witty remarks. He's fun, and I have so much fun writing him.

11: ...No comment.

12: I started Andlátkyn because the concept of FGOD but the Bad Sanses are with Error and they're falling into Alagaësia during the events of the Inheritance Cycle was just too captivating to let go. For the first few chapters I was a part of a shared project, but when the others lost interest, I was still enthralled. I still am, regardless of burnout or not. I'm not going to let it go, and I plan on completing it to the point of having an entire sequel planned out. As for how long.. about a year, now? No, two years!

...Damn, it's been two years.

13: I absolutely prefer reading AND writing multi chapter fics!

14: I don't really have OC's.

15: .. Honestly, the first one I ever wrote was the one that connected the most. That one had been more of a frantic grab for positivity and something other than the mess I was dealing with at the time. I don't really want to talk about it much.

16: I typically do, but I more often do a mix of canon and fanon instead of purely either. I like my own stuff. Merging the two is just interesting.

17: Either Cicállaé coming together for the first time or baby Fresh. Just. Baby Fresh. He is precious. Love him.

18: I like comments! I don't really care for the recognition I've got- quite frankly, I'm plain stunned at how many views and likes Andlátkyn has gotten so far, despite being an AO3 type book on Wattpad. But please, comment man! I want to know what you have to say! I want your ideas, your theories, your excitement, your keyspam- please interact with me I'm sad and lonely.

19: Andlátkyn is.. fantasy, adventure, emotional, fascinating, fun, complicated, l o n g, scientific, ... I ran out of words I guess.

20 Most work Andlátkyn, least work.. Octo-Squid. Turns out I suck at writing ships.

21: (Ignores glaring self-insert confusing the fuck out of everyone else.)

22: Oh my GOD I've used symbolism! The crows signifying Reaper was indeed in Alagaësia as well, the bound prisoner of the soldiers outside Carvahall (at the time), the Twin's strange evolving connection, the goddamn constant references to specifically Cicállaé and *one* tree with their appearance, not to mention the glaring moment fairly early in the book that NO ONE, I mean NO ONE, has noticed yet involving Nightmare and Error seeing the ring Aren with Eragon when technically it was never near him at any time before when they had known him. They just saw it when it wasn't there, knew it was called Aren, and knew it belonged to Brom when no words had ever been said of it in the first place. It's the biggest piece of symbolism in the entire book, and given how fleeting it was every time it was brought up, not one reader has picked up on it.

Hell, I even had a moment long after that where Abyss was staring at it while others were talk about Brom and flat out mentioning that the guy was hard to get rid of! Am I just too vague with that one? I don't know.

But everyone's lack of attention to it will only make the moment all the greater.

23: Ignore everything. Indulge yourself. Forget plot. Screw outlines. Just write whatever with an idea in mind and edit later if you want, the story will come together on it's own. No one's opinion matters but your own. It's your story. You're posting it on your terms. The readers come in and read it of their own volition, just like you posted it for them to. If they h something mean to say, fuck them. They don't own you or your work- it's fanfiction!

24: Broken Hunger, honestly. I plan on connecting it to Andlátkyn when I can work on it, but it's just on the wayside now, it's angsty, emotional gory tale forgotten and gathering dust. I know I can't write it right now, but I don't want it forgotten!

25: ....A friend's insert. It's so hard to write someone I know essentially nothing about, and she keeps insisting on being incredibly involved and Important ™ when she's literally an adopted daughter to someone who has a strange way of speaking (to me). And she's magically almost a minor Mary Sue. It makes me uncomfortable, but I honestly owe it to her because she's struggling right now and came up with the idea for Andlátkyn in the first place.

Not to mention people actually like her character a surprising amount.

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[valo-the-pony-drawer]

Wen Limit Coming To The Ends At Shimano village Lord Ti-Zan Lu Xi see his village under attack by the nordwhood army from Nordwhood Kingdom seeing his belove pepol hurd and pain only his anger grow and see his brother in-law Susano coming quick and and lok face showing not good ting. Ti-Zan Lu Xi:..what is it Susano..tell me what is going on now... Susano: the village is deep trubel army of Nordwhood full attacking and our scout saw dragon ponie here.. Ti-Zan Lu Xi: uh Dragon Ponie..our pepol is save one is here thets mean..*look at bell and look at Susano*...my old friend...i ting is time wake our pepol time for heal of sounds of bell.. Susano: huh you do not mean..you crazy...huh no wounder you my brother-law...*fly up too bell*..oh gret red eye dragon cristel give us power too heal our home and pepol we lost we beg you now we need you now...*look up and kick hard on bell being move and sounds of bell wave village here it*..please look over us.. Will bell ring all over Shimano village every one here it and feel magic flow fro them all even Knight Warriors reborn back alive full enegy again. Nordwhood Soldiers: w-what the buck..no way..there is now way they coming back..*slowy walk back bump into one of Knight Warriors..AH! Knight Warriors:.power of dragons inn us will grow and fetser..*full speed hit one of Nordwhood Soldiers off*..we are Knight Warriors who never give up!! Nordwhood Soldiers: buck me..RUN WAY WE HAVE TOO RUN WAY!! meny of Nordwhood Soldiers runing way quick but they see alot mare's and stellion stop them middle door way they sacrm and yell they attack them one by one. Alpha 2.0:..99% of our Nordwhood Soldiers are gone and som of them run way. Ledy red:...the red dragons eye cristel...so..my father told abut thet is true...humf..we need camp us here we will attack again..no one live til we gat thet cristel... Icesickle: ooh boy oh boy what be fun ice round all way..HAHAHAH! Ledy Red:..you know how world this ting is crazy as me... meanwhile long way from Shimano village inn deep rock of Dragon Castle kingdom Drawer Valo was looking for Elder Dragon Thinox but as he trun next coner slowy meet Queen Dragon Aurora. Queen Dragon Aurora: you! Drawer Valo: me..*see her horn glow and push into wall quick and gulp*..wow hold on...Queen Dragon Aurora..you not mad at me are you.. Queen Dragon Aurora: oh thet no i'm not mad abut thet just love too talk too you now becos told you befor i have not see nice cute pony who talking back too like thet thets trun me good mood..*smile grin her face* Drawer Valo:.wow..wow..hold on..err..i'm going marrie one mare i love Dashie writher... Queen Dragon Aurora:..ooh her she nice and sweet and saw your little filly too i need say you lucky stellion love her she is part of dragon femily so thets mean you are one of us Drawer Lidvia Valo now what you like need to know.. Drawer Valo:.err..can you put me down..please..*see Queen Dragon Aurora put him down and he look at her*..i'm looking for Thinox he need tell more abut Guardian of Equestria and I need to know who that pony that became the guardian.. Queen Dragon Aurora: i see..will lucky for you i know abut thet thet becos i meet her ones way back but better you and Dashie need here this story from me.. Drawer Valo:.huh you meet Guardian of Equestria...*look shok*..i will get Dashie quick and we will here it from you..*run off get find his marefriend* Queen Dragon Aurora:..*giggles*..so yong and happy like good time is it Tira Shark..*look over coner smile happy*...your son grow biger you and him land this ples.. Tira Shark:.hehe..yeah..like good old time..demm i missed this ples..gald you opend your hoovs fro little Valo again you two are kin you know thet. Queen Dragon Aurora: ofcos his my kin darwer valo is part of this family even you Tira Shark efter all you my bloodline sisther.. somewhere at Nordwhood Kingdom The Prince was walking fro his castel area and try looking for Toriel becos he need ask her somting abut what next puzzle is but as he look back big purple fire coming up it was Glader. The Prince: uh Glader..what you doing here did i told you attack Shimano village ? Glader:.uh..uh..uh..uh..i'm..sorry...i'm sorry..my The Prince..gah...it..hurt it hurt... The Prince: hurt..what you mean hurt your body is full of purple flame how you can get hurt..? Glader:..huh..he..he did it..he hurt me...s-seed of o-of... The Prince: of what tell me GLADER!! Glader: huh..*look up quick at The Prince*..the legendary knight warrior inn Shimano village he hurt me cut my aer off but i stil feel pein!!! The Prince: the legendary knight warrior...*see Glader aer's was cut off and he can not see regenerated back*...this..legendary knight warrior..have name..? Glader:..Chin Lu XI..my Prince..forgive me..i lost meny times and i can't not win...*bow down too him tirs up*... The Prince: go take rest my little flame..your Prince forgive you go too my hot spring and my maids heal you up..*put his hoovs on his face pull him up too his eye level*..i can't not loos my best fire pony and mine number one Assassi. Glader:..uh..*look up him tris*..my..Prince...t-thanks you..*flowy walk too hot spring see his maids coming inn help him*...thakns you... The Prince:..*see his fav Flame poine going inn hot spring he slowy walk being talk too himslef*...they will pay hurt my commders's and make them look week...*he growld and yell*..TORIEL WHERE ARE YOU COME HERE NOW!! Mod:.will this is very very mad news...look like The Prince is more mad as ever and did we here right Tira Shark is bloodline sisther...and the bell was really red Dragon eye crstel this mena Chin Lu Xi will be heal..who know need wait and see.

[xluckytheninjax]

Finally: HAPPY BIRTHDAY NIGHT!

@ut-stuff

First off,happy b-day ya nerd. I hope you had an amazing day, and that you stay as cool,amazing and great as you’ve always been.As I told you before,I decided on writing you a oneshot and adding some sketches to that.Got some angsty fluff.

Sorry that this took longer to post.A lot of it got deleted ramdomly {I fell asleep writing} and I had to rewrite it.So,you’re gonna see this a lot later than I wanted to post it.This is almost 4000 words,if you were curious.I’ll post the drawings tomrrow {It’s a pic of G,and then Doc/Underswap!Undyne’s gift she gave Nyx in the story}.

It’s a ton of text so it’ll be under ‘Keep Reading’

It was a special day for the Chicago Dedsec chapter.The year started out rough,with the death of one of the other members.The death is still fresh in everybody’s minds,and G and Nyx made sure the assholes who were responsible met their ends as quick as possible.This was another occasion,though.G had been planning for weeks on end,making sure everything is ready.It was his partner’s birthday.Nyx had been his partner for a good year,and they made him happy beyond belief.During their little trip to Paris,they realized that they were much more than just partners.Definitely more than just partners.

For the special occasion,the two jumped on a plane and flew to San Francisco,and they’d stay there from Wednesday to Saturday evening.Sunday afternoon they would go back home.G chose this location because of all the interesting things to see in between all the hipster and punk culture,the scenery,and of course,so Nyx could meet the San Francisco chapter.With Mettaton’s help he managed to book a pretty big room in a fancy hotel,similar to how he got them a room at a resort type thing in Paris.There was a promise that the two wouldn’t have to deal with any work-related things,and that the bunch from San Francisco would deal with anything and everything related to well…work. Up until Friday evening, Nyx and G went on a variety of adventures. They went to different shops,different locations pinpointed by the ScoutX app,late afternoon drives,lazing on the couch at the hotel,even trolled some big CEOs and messed with cranes.Unlike Chicago,which just switched over to ctOS 2.0 because of them and the rest of Chicago’s DedSec group,San Francisco switched to ctOS 3.0.The reason being,to put it simply,San Francisco’s fairly large DedSec group.

Friday night,G decided on finally taking Nyx to meet the main group who saved his ass during his time there.He would never admit it to his partner,but he found himself in quite the predicament and if it weren’t for the group,he wouldn’t be as alive as a monster of his type could be.The Hackerspace,as they called it,was in the basement of a tabletop game shop.Lots of graffiti on the walls and roof on the way down.Nyx admired the art,it was well done.They tried remembering everything G told them about the gorup.They also suffered the loss of a group member,and like their loss back in Chicago,it was hard to get over.There are two groups worth of people inside,since the other group’s Hackerspace is currently getting renovated.When they stepped on the last step,they got tackled by something short and blue.Their first reaction would normally be to flip who or whatever it is,but they knew it wouldn’t be hostile.It was a safespace afterall.“HELLO THERE HUMAN.I,THE MAGNIFICENT SANS,HEARD IT’S YOUR BIRTHDAY SOON.” They looked down to see a short skeleton.He had what looked like freckles under his eyesockets,and had big bright blue eyes to match his bright blue scarf.He had a huge grin,with a slight gap between the middle two teeth.“Hey shortstack,better stop clinging to Dollface over there,” G muttered,“Before I bury you six feet under."Nyx looked up to where he was,nowhere close to amused.They already liked this new friend."It’s really not an issue…”

“Blue,down.”

Next to G there was a tall sea-dragon monster.He had four eyes,horns,and webs similar to Undyne’s on both sides of his face.He had his arms crossed,holding a cigarette in one claw. “Sorry Xero,” the small skeleton murmured,letting go of them.The skeleton looked up at the human,“Sorry for almost tackling you.I just get very excited when we have vistors…. Especially when that visitor has a birthday coming up.” Nyx smiled,“It’s alright.” “I am the magnificent Sans,but,I get called Blueberry or Blue to avoid confusion.Consider me the welcome committee.” G slowly made his way back to stand next to his partner.He became really protective over them after what happened back home,so there weren’t any exceptions.Blue took a step back and started introducing everyone.“We aren’t normally this many,but after Prime Eight attacked one of the Hackerspaces,they had to come here while things get renovated and repaired.Some of the other Chicago members are also visiting.The main group living here doesn’t have a leader per se,but they have someone that acts like one.She’s out on a mission with another member,though.Maybe you’ll meet them before you guys leave.” He started pointing out who is who,and Nyx tried their best to remember every name.Thinking about it,they realized that Dedsec has a lot of skeleton members.There’s only one that matters,though.The other group from Chicago visiting was lead by M'lady,as Mutt called her.She was also a Toriel,and their group did cleanups and dealt with the lowest of the low.

—— While just casually socializing,drinking some sodas and alcohol,the entrance to the Hackerspace slid open in a sense that it sounded like it was being broken down.Out of instinct everyone took out a gun of sorts,pointing it at the stairs.“GUYS WE JUST HAD A-Why are you guys pointing guns at the stairs?”

Down the stairs came yet another skeleton,and by the looks of it,he looked a lot like G.They seemed to have more or less the same body structure,posture, and the other one wore a fluffy hooded jacket similar to the one G has,just more punk.The difference was,he wore some sort of mask that covered his whole face,causing his voice to sound like that of a robot from some cliche sci-fi movie,so they weren’t sure just how much the two looked the same.After him came the leader of sorts Blue mentioned.Nothing out of the ordinary.Introductions followed,then it went back to random chatter. —

About an hour later, Doc showed off the new Dedsec video about the so-called amazing car Blume bragged about.Apparently the car scans your face,and if it predicts an accident,it’ll base whether you should be kept alive or if the other person should be kept alive on the amount of money you make,your occupation,gender,whether you are human or monster,and your insurance.Edge and Mickey explained that between them,the car was more prone to get into accidents with Edge at the wheel.It was self-driven,talked,and it was difficult to reconfigure it.

It was then that G decided that they should start heading back to the hotel,before it got extremely late.He had a lot planned for the next day,and both of them would have to get enough sleep if they were going to make it through everything.He stood up quietly,“Whelp,I think that Dollface and I should start heading back to the hotel.Big day tomorrow.” Hearing that they were going to leave,Blue almost tackled Nyx again,and held onto their leg like a small child.“Don’t leeeeeaaaave.” Nyx gave him a pat on the head,trying their best to get loose from his grasp,“I have to,hun.I promise we’ll visit again.But that means I have to go now.”

“Promise?”

“I promise.”

Blue let go,and scrambled back to his feet.“Before you go…we got some gifts for you since you guys probably won’t come back before you leave.” Nyx looked at G,who just shrugged,“If we have time tomrrow,we might make a visit before heading to the airport.”

“Just in case you can’t….can you open the presents here,pleeease?”

Nyx couldn’t believe their eyes.They didn’t know skeletons could pull off puppy faces.It made their heart melt,and they turned to G,pulling the same face.“Can we stay a little longer,just so I can open the gifts?” G sighed,“Fine.”

Xero was the first one to hand them a gift.Opening it,it was a brand new phone.Before he could say anything,Blue explained about the phone.“The main group decided that you’re probably going to need a phone with the newest tech.This thing’ll have no issues hacking into ctOS 2.0 stuff,like you guys have back home.It also has the ability to hack ctOS 3.0 things like we have here,and,it has more fuctionality.Now you can hack even more stuff! Cars,laptops,alarms, cranes,forklifts,robots,you’re even gonna be able to control two of the other gifts if ya don’t have your laptop at hand.” Next Edge handed them a gift from him and Mickey.It was an RC rover,skeleton-Dedsec decals,complete with the ability to drop explosives,speed boost,ability to jump,and it has some teases for distractions.It can do physical hacks,and normal hacks,and could be controlled by laptop or phone.Mark,one of the only humans from the other group,gave them the next gift.It was a drone,with more or less the same functionality as the rover.It couldn’t do physcial hacks,and obviously didn’t have the ability to jump,but it could hold more explosives than the rover.“For those hard to reach places where the rover can’t go.We know it’ll come in handy. ” Blue handed Nyx a hoodie,mask and shoulderbag.“I litterally got Doc to design a special hoodie for you.My brother designed the shoulderbag and bandanna thing for you,” he grins.Stretch gave a nod,“Y'see,that bag is magical.It’s much bigger on the inside than on the outside,so you can put a lot of stuff in there…laptop,rover,drone,even your guns if you really wanted.” This amazed Nyx,“I know what I’m gonna wear tomorrow.” Lastly Doc handed them a folded piece of paper.“I know it’s not much,but,if you guys do end up coming over again before heading to the airport,it’ll be much more than you think…that being said,please don’t look at this until Sunday morning.” They gave a nod,“Alright.”

The group came closer to bid their farewells.“I want to thank all of you for the gifts,they’re all amazing.I really hope we can come back here tomorrow before we head back to Chicago,” Nyx smiled.They were standing next to G,getting hugs from a lot of the members.Blue gave them a tight hug,“Promise you’ll visit again?”

“Yes.”

Mutt,one of the tallest of the monsters,came over and rubbed Nyx’s head,then went back to his spot in the crowd.it was random,but Nyx learned how he did things in the few hours that they were there.“Well,it was nice seeing you all again.It’s good to see it’s still going strong here.We’ll definitely visit again,” G announced,taking their hand.Like lightning,before they could head up the stairs,they were almost tackled again.This time not by Blue,but by Razz and Blackberry,who argued about who of the two should give them a goodbye hug first.G gave a slight growl at the two,then raised what seemed to be a brow at Nyx,“You really have an ability to attract short skeletons,don’t you?”

A slight blush crept up their face,“I guess?” Syrup grumbled,grabbing the two by their collars and taking them back,“Sorry about these two.Real boneheads,don'tcha think?” They gave a nod,and G shook his head.With that they left,and went back to their hotel.

From an unmarked location down under,in the dangerous streets of San Francisco,there was a group of monsters.A king cobra,a bear,a skeledragon,a hippie beast,a gorilla and a Chinese dragon.They were sitting at a large table,watching.Who you might ask? The one and only vigilante who messed with the gangs and took it too far,erasing more than half their numbers.They all came together,forming a temporary alliance until this threat was eliminated.“Ssshould we strike now? While they’re tired and vulnerable?”  the snake murmured,playing with his knife.“No,not yet.Ve strike tomorrow.Lenni told us that he plans on taking this human on a date tomorrow evening,” the bear muttered.He had a thick Russian accent,which made it slightly difficult for the rest to understand.“Tomrrow night,ve strike,and ve take vhat is closest to him…that human.”

“We use the human for bait,and when he comes to the rescue,we capture him,and kill him,” grinned the skeledragon.“No,you idiot.Ve don’t kill him just like that.Ve vill break the human,and vhile he is off-guard,ve torture him.”

“And then we kill both,right?”  the other dragon chimed in.“Yes.”

“I will have my boys ready to capture the human,” she says,“And I’ll have mine ready to distract him long enough,” the gorilla adds,“And mine’ll be ready to ambush his ass when he gets here,” the hippie beast snickers.The bear grinned,“Good.And if all else fails,ve’ll snap that bag of bones vithout hesitation.”

G and Nyx ended up falling asleep cuddling on the couch in their room,and when morning came,G was up first.He made sure to not wake them just yet.With some skill learned from Toriel,Papyrus and Undyne,he managed to cook an excellent breakfast for them,and thus,woke them up with breakfast in bed….on couch? The thought is what counted.After getting ready,the two went off on a scavenger hunt G,with the help of the others,put together.At each point there was some sort of gift,along with a riddle to the next location.From flowers,to teddybears,to all kinds of amazing things like a Percy Jackson t-shirt and a plushie of Toothless.It took the whole day to finish it.They even got to use their new phone to hack into the systems of cranes to the end of the hunt.

“A rooftop dinner?”

When Nyx turned around to look at G,he was wearing the outfit he wore to that undercover mission with the auction.“Of course,Love.What would such a wonderful day be without some cliche dinner?” he grinned,taking their hand and leading them to the table.Candle lit,with nice decorations such as flowers and fairylights.There was a nice view of the ocean on one side,and on the other side all the city lights.It made their heart melt,and their cheeks turn bright red.“This has been a really amazing day G…I can’t thank you enough…Never have I done so much on my birthday.” Before they sat down,they gave G a peck on the cheekbone.“It’s nothing,really.I would do literally anything for you.”

Dinner was going well.The two were laughing at their shenanigans,talking about everything they’ve been through together.It was then that G got a call.He stood up,telling them that he would be right back.The call was strange,and the person talking was speaking all sorts on nonsense.Nyx was watching him,wondering what the problem was.The next moment a monster came up behind them,and before they could react,like a really cliche movie,the monster covered their nose and mouth with some sort of chemical on it.Things started going blurry,and the last thing they saw,was another monster slamming G against the head with a crowbar.

G woke up an hour later with a huge crack in his skull and some of his blood on his face.He got up slowly,trying to remember what happened.The place was trashed.His eyesockets widened,realising that Nyx was gone.Panic filled him from skull to toe,and he started looking around,looking for anything that could tell him where they were.While picking up the table,since it was flipped over,he found a small piece of cloth on the ground,covering something.He couldn’t smell,since he technically didn’t have a nose,but he knew what it was.Idiots have tried knocking him unconcious with that trick,but it didn’t work since he’s a skeleton.He shoved it aside,revealing a phone.It wasn’t his partner’s.He hacked into it with his phone,and the first thing to pop up was a recording.Didn’t have to think twice to listen to it.

“G'ello.Ve meet again,skeleton vigilante.Ve didn’t take it kindly vhen you killed a lot of our people the first time you showed your face here in San Francisco.Ve Bratva don’t appreciate you barging in vith your DedSec friends and commiting manslaughter under my people because you think you’re doing the right thing.

My friends don’t appreciate it either.So,ve decided that if you show your pathetic face here again,ve’d show you vhat we think of you.Ve are going to break vhat’s closest to you,then get rid of you completely.That being said,ve have your puny human friend.Follow these coordinates and give yourself up.The clock is ticking.If you don’t give yourself up,ve will kill the human,and then,ve will come kill you and the rest of your friends.”

It was followed up with directions where G presumed they were keeping Nyx.The Bratva teamed up with not only Prime_Eight,but the Sons of Ragnarok,Tezcas,580’s and the Auntie Shu boys.He made haste to get down from the rooftop.He couldn’t tell the others,otherwise he would put their lives in big danger.This meant he was going to go solo.If he was going to barge in there,he was going to need weapons.Luckily for him,every Hackerspace had a 3D printer that printed weapons,and even luckier,there was a Hackerspace nearby.Without explaining to the DedSec members there,he got himself a sniper rifle,stungun,pistol, decoy pistol and an assult rifle.While racing to the location,he had to think of a plan.What was he going to do? If he made one wrong move,they would kill them,then him,then the others.He wasn’t equipped with the right gear to go in guns blazing,neither was he equipped to go in stealthy.He couldn’t try fixing this with magic or hacking his way through,because that would end up the same as going in shooting everyone.The only thing to do,was to give himself up.Thank the lord for magic pockets to hide all his guns.He kept the decoy pistol with him,since he knew they were going to tell him to give his gun,and going in without any would be suspicious.

He ended up in Chinatown.Seems their hideout was at the abandoned swimmingpool where he fought the Auntie Shu boys before.He cautiously got out of the car,looking around for snipers or anything indicating an ambush.He saw cameras following him as he walked.So this is how it’s gonna work. He stopped in front of the door,and placed the decoy.Afterwards,he lifted his hands up in surrender,and slowly backed away.Two 580 members came out of the shadows,and in stead of kicking their asses,he didn’t move at all.He was expecting to just be tied up and taken inside,but instead,he got tazed,leaving him unconcious again and then tied up.

After yet another unsuspected nap,G woke up to find himself tied to a chair with chain,a single light shining on him.In the darkness there lurked someone he thought he would never see again.It was the leader of the Bratva,Vladimir. “Where are they?” he yells,looking up at the evil in front of him. “Your partner?They’re safe for now,but not for long. I’ll deal with them when I’m done with you,” Vlad grins,pushing a button on a remote. A large screen flickered on,showing an image that gave G even more reason to murder him. Nyx was tied to a wall,various bruises and blood covering them. They were knocked out,and by the look on their face,they were in a lot pain.“Should’ve thought twice about going out on a date vhen the g'hole vorld is against you,” the bear smirked,grabbing his chin.The rest of the gang leader appeared,all having the exact same evil smirk as Vladimir.“They put up quite the fight,I musssst ssssay,” the Tezca leader,Raul,hissed,rubbing his eye.G wanted to snicker seeing the black eye Nyx gave him,but he couldn’t.Rage filled him more than amusement did.“We should move him into the same room as the human,and when they wake up,one can watch as the other gets tortured,” Prime_Eight leader Lenni grinned.The others gave nods in agreement,and with the snap of a finger by Auntie Shu,two gang members picked the chair up and followed the leaders to the room.G was placed a few steps away from Nyx,with him facing them.Seeing them up close made his heart break even more.All the bruises and wounds,some are going to leave scars.He knew he shouldn’t have stood up when he answered the call.He should’ve stayed there,stayed by their side.The worst is,he couldn’t do anything.He sat there,unable to do anything.He couldn’t pick them up and take them back,he couldn’t help them clean up,he couldn’t hug them,hold them tight,tell them “It’s okay”.

He felt weak,ashamed.

“What do we do now,Vlad?”

“Ve vake the human up,then torture can begin,Vinston.”

The leader of the 580’s,Oliver,woke Nyx up.They started yelling swears and threats as soon as their eyes opened,but went quiet when they saw their partner in front of them.“G?”

G gave a weak smile,“Hey,Dollface.” They started moving around,until they realised they were tied to the wall.“When I get loose from here I AM GONNA KICK ALL YOUR ASSES STARTING WITH YOU,SNAKE,” they yelled.Raul hissed,then Auntie Shu smacked his head,“Shut up you idiot.”

“G'ho should ve torture first?” Vlad grinned,turning to his fellow leaders.“I think the human’s had enough for now.Let’s start breaking some bones,” Winston murmured.“DON’T YOU DARE TOUCH HIM YOU FREAKS,” they screeched.Now they were pissed.“Do your worst,I ain’t gonna break,” G growled.

It started with punches and kicks,then Raul started hurting him with a baseball bat.Things got worse,and worse.Nyx was in tears of rage seeing everything.Before he could stand up again,Vlad pushed him down,and stood on his chest with one foot.“Beg for mercy like the vorthless dog you are.”

“Never.”

The torture continued,until G was laying against the wall next to where Nyx was tied up,bruised,bloody,broken.He could barely stay awake.“Now it’s your turn,human,” Vlad smirked.

“Bring it on,bitch.”

They were beaten up similar to how G was beaten up.G was too hurt to move,and laid looking in horror how his partner’s blood stained the floor.He tried his best to get up.When Raul suggested their next move,it was where they crossed the line.G managed to stand up.“Stay.Away.From.Them.You.Assholes,"he growled.This was the first in a long time that he used magic.He managed to slam every single one of them against the wall,holding them tight by their throats.A yellow glow surrounded them,and they had no way of escaping.He killed Raul,literally the second leader to the Tezcas,first for even thinking of doing that to his partner.Next,he killed Vladimir.The rest he threw around the room a few times.

Without a word, he went over to his partner,and picked them up.They were hurt really bad.He was hurt pretty bad.He took them to the hospital,and they told him that they would have to stay in the hospital for a few days.After he got fixed up,he stayed by their side,waiting for them to wake up.

It was a few hours before Nyx woke up.G fell asleep with his head on the hospital bed waiting.They decided to not wake him up,and instead,just listen to him somehow snorring in silence.They didn’t move their hand out of his either.

It wasn’t what they expected to happen on their birthday.The day started out great,and ended with lots of pain.For the most part it was great.They made new friends and everything.They wondered how they were going to explain this to the bunch back home.They laid back,and slowly fell asleep again.

After a rough experience,and a few days at the hospital,the two went back home again.They made sure to visit the main Hackerspace again before leaving,where Doc revealed her gift.Nyx opened the paper,that releaved a drawn picture of human G kissing them,and when Doc dragged them outside and told them to look up,Doc painted the picture on the whole side of the building.It left both of them flustered."It’s my greatest work yet!” Doc grinned,taking a selfie with them while they were blushing like crazy.It was definetely something else.

Mettaton was the first one to greet them at the airport back home.He studied them,seeing all the cuts,bruises,and everything in between,including their tired faces.Yes,he heard what happened.Yet,he’d have the guts to comment: “I knew you two were rough but…did you use protection at least?”

Nyx and G are now banned from the airport for almost murdering Mettaton.

There ya go! Hope it was okay~

[pollenprince]

EVERYONE LIVES- No one has to die in my muse’s story, be it for Better or for worse.

// okay I maaaay have gone just a liiiiiitle bit overboard with this so sorry for thatalso sorry if you wanted it to be a perfect piece of fluff because i went and made it sad and now i feel sad myself please save me

"...Ma! Ma-a-a! Unkie Tom is being weird again!"

"How interesting. What did he do now?"

"He's crying over that - ugh - that stupid dolphin! An' I tell him, she's alright, she got a tail - but! Ugh! He don' listen! An' he says she still lost her tail first, she's poor this an' poor that, an'..."

There is a loud, hearty laugh, and a large fluffy paw rests on the kid's messy hair.

"First things first, it is 'he doesn't', not 'he don't'. Remember? Now, dear", Toriel says with just a hint of irony in her honeylike voice. "As far as I remember, you shed a few tears over that story as well".

"Am a kid, Ma! An' he's a grown up." Frisk squints at her, furious at Uncle Tom's sensitivity. "An' it was an hour ago - no cryin' now!"

"Fine, fine, my child. I understand you. Yet I believe you are too hard on him. Show a little Kindness to your poor old Uncle, will you not?"

Frisk makes a sound of distress, shrugs and walks away, throwing their hands in the air in capitulation. Wind plays with their hair, and tall dry grass strokes their knees, covered in colorful patches of mismatched bandaids.

Toriel laughs again, but her laugh turns into a surprised little squeak as two hands hug her from behind rather tightly.

"What was that about?"

"Tom has been crying again", she answers, leaning back so she can briefly nuzzle noses with Asgore. Her tone is more playful than concerned, as if Tom crying is a bit of a family anecdote, which it is.

"Oh, is that really so?" Asgore says, raising his brows, and Toriel giggles in his arms. "Well, I suppose he will need a double portion of chamomilla tea today. Now, could you give me a hand with that blanket?"

"I guess you could say that would certainly come in hand-y", Toriel says solemnly, and they both smile while they lay the blanket under the tree.

***

Frisk walks across the field, hands flying up now and then in an attempt to regain their balance when their feet get tangled in the grass. The sun touches the back of their head, and it becomes burning hot very soon. They muffle their hair and snuff with a serious face.

Behind them, their friends settle down for a picnic. Asgore and Toriel busy themselves with food; Snowy, his father, mother and little sister work together to keep the drinks cold; the skeleton family is tinkering with the fireworks; the dogs are in charge of the barbeque, and Gerson watches them so they don't drop too much fur on the meat; Shyren sings along with her sister and two small shy ghosts; Undyne shouts something motivational while Alphys laughs herself breathless, long given up on attempts to stop her girlfriend, and the sound of her happy laugh rings far across the field.

Frisk keeps walking.

They climb a hill, stubbornly clenching their fists when the cheerful hum behind them becomes especially clear and loud. Their goal is there, on top of the hill, and they are determined to get there.

They get there.

"Unkie Tom?" they call out hesitantly. "Am sorry. For, uh. For saying you are weird. Cause, uh. It was a real sad story. I guess".

There is a rustle, a low drone, as if somebody has blown into a fire. Then-

"Oh, okay", a deep voice says, and it is both watery and warm. "I don't mind, really. I am a crybaby, right? I am and I know that and I am proud".

"You not - not mad at me?"

"How could I be? Now - come 'ere".

Frisk smiles uneasily and comes a step closer, and then - then a giant horned head descends to them to carefully press its nose to the top of the child's head.

"We are good?" asks the head with the same warm voice, and its green eyes watch Frisk with concern.

"Yeah". They touch the nose; it is warm and covered in soft fur. "Thanks, Unkie. Can I - can I talk to Asriel, pretty please?"

"Oh. Sure".

The beast in front of Frisk, an enormous dragon covered in white fur, shakes its head - wind whistles in its vicious horns, in its seven pairs of wings. All his fourteen eyes blink before one pair of them flies open and the others shut completely. Two mighty front paws dig into the ground a little deeper, each talon is as big as Frisk's head.

Then, the beast lowers its stare and says, "Howdy".

"Howdy", Frisk says.

"It's a nice day for a picnic", Asriel says. "I like the sun. Everybody does".

"How're they doing?"

"Oh, everything is quite well". The beast scratches its head. "Ana is mad at Terry. Again. She says they rush in too much".

"Yeah, I know", Frisk says. They pick a grass leaf and start tearing it to small pieces.

"Dina wants a grilled tomato", Asriel says thoughtfully. "I guess we will eat some, later".

"Okay".

"..." There is a momentary pause, before another familiar voice muses: "Nancy has been sleeping more and more lately. You could say it is a disturbing occurence".

"Hi, Chara".

"Greetings, Frisk". Neither their voice nor their eyes (deep, royal red) are filled with warmth. Chara doesn't like humans too much; they have grown to somewhat tolerate six people they share a body with, and now they are growing to tolerate Frisk, but it is a lengthy process. Frisk didn't have a chance to meet them in person, because Chara died in their forties from some human illness a century before Frisk fell, but they think that maybe even if Chara had lived twice and thrice their age, it wouldn't have changed much.

"I got you chocolate". They dig into their pockets, pull out a bar, get rid of the wrapper and hold it up on their palms as if feeding a horse. "Ma don' know about it".

"How interesting". Chara sounds a bit surprised, as always; but excessive treats is one (and probably only) way to get their benevolence. They bend down and take the treat with soft lips, pretty much like a horse. "It has melted".

"Kept it in ma' pocket. It's hot".

"The weather has been quite warm lately", Chara says most fashionably, and Frisk rolls their eyes at the prospect of smalltalk.

"Yeah. Um - can I get Asriel back?"

"Perhaps, if he is feeling up to it", Chara replies, and it is a clear sign they don't mind Frisk that much nowadays; a year ago they would say something like 'Don't you have anything better to do than to pester him?' Frisk shrugs and waits, and in a few seconds Asriel shakes his head and looks down at them.

"Hi again. What do you want?"

Frisk doesn't answer. Instead, they stare at the sad remains of a grass leaf in their hands.

"You're a hero", they say finally. It isn't meant to be a question or an attempt at flattering - just a calm recognition of the fact.

Asriel bends his head to one side, and his wings shiver. "Am I?"

Frisk shrugs. "They say so".

"Oh".

The last pieces of the grass leaf are dropped down. "I think I like it. That I'm not a hero. If being hero is like this".

Asriel jerks. "...Oh. Well. Okay. Well, you never had to make a choice to be one, so".

"Yeah". Frisk never had to become a hero, a savior, an angel, a last soul; that role had already been filled. When they fell down (on a large, soft heap of hay), a couple of welcoming monsters greeted them and led safely all the way to New Home. They caught a glimpse of Dina in her last days: she was very old already and didn't see much, but her cold fingers managed to curl once around Frisk's small, warm palm. A little later, she was gone, and then the Star of the Underground took her soul like he did with all the others.

Frisk has heard this story countless times. Eight human children fell into the Underground. They came, they died, but they never left, because no one could leave from under the Barrier. The very first human kid, Chara, died so soon, and there was no plan, back then - when their sibling took their soul, it was a gesture of anguish and grief, not a step towards the monsters' liberation; but in the end, the first step it was. Then the second kid came, small and sickly, who passed away the youngest; then came the children who stayed till their heads went grey and their fingers shaky, but their souls never wavered. They all lived in New Home with the royal family, until they died as well, one by one, and the Star, the Hero, the Angel, the Savior took their souls, one by one. Frisk was never meant to save anyone. But they were the first human kid to ever leave the Underground alive. The rest of them...

The rest of them are right here, all together, trapped and tied and tangled in the giant prison of a monster's body.

Frisk toys with the hem of their shirt.

"I like not being a hero", they say again. "I don' think I can be, even. Too hard. Does it hurt?"

Asriel blinks with his fourteen eyes, and it looks like a glimpse of a rainbow.

"...No. Maybe just a little. I got used to it".

"When will you - let go?"

"What?.."

"You have to let go", Frisk says. It is something they heard a lot lately and had thought about long before. "Miss Deborah said so. She said all souls have to move on. To heaven. Heaven has a lot of nice things", they add with an authoritative air. "You have to let them go there".

"No". Asriel shakes his head. "No, no, Frisk. You don't - you don't understand. You are too small".

"Am not small. Know a lot of stuff", Frisk mumbles. "See a lot, too. See how Ma and Pa look at you. I think they want that too".

"No". The beast becomes agitated; its wings shiver uncontrollably, its eight voices combine into one. "No, that won't do. That won't do. You just imagine things. It is better for us. For them".

"Chara, tell 'im!"

One voice rises over the others. "Tell him what? I think keeping this form is the best course of action. First of all, it gives the monsterkind an ultimate weapon against the humans. What is an army to a god? Second, this way Asgore and Toriel do not age. All in all, I just do not agree with your logic".

Frisk huffs and stomps. Chara often acts as a voice of reason for Asriel, but sometimes they are even more delusional than he is.

"Cannot stay like this, forever", they say stubbornly and helplessly. "Cannot".

"No. No, no, no". One final shake of the mighty head. Eight voices like bells, fourteen wings flap above. "No one has to leave. No one has to die. Isn't it better, like this? Isn't it the happy ending?"

"Are you happy, Asriel?" Frisk asks suddenly, and their voice is small and sad.

The beast falls still and silent. It stares down; its eyes open and close, as if looking at each other, and it repeats "Am I happy?" in eight echoing, reverberating voices, all at once and one by one.

"Are you?"

"Yes", eight voices say. "We are happy".

"Am speaking to Asriel".

The beast falls silent.

"What's - your favorite color?" Frisk says. No one answers. "Used ta be pink, last year. You spoke a lot more, too. Before you spoke so much. Before you took Dina, and a bit after. Now you only talk about them. About your human souls. Like you are - fading. Going away". They look up and hold their hands up, and the beast, tamed, lowers its head enough for them to touch its chin. "I don' want you to go. I don' want you to go at all".

There is a minute's silence. Then the beast closes all its eyes, and one pair of them slowly blinks open. Their color is brilliant green.

"The kiddo is right", Tom says, deep and warm and kind. "It was a nice time. I was happy to see the sun once again. But it is time for us to move on. It is time for us to let you live your life".

Green eyes close, and another pair flies open, the one of radiant yellow. "That would only be fair", Dina says. "We had our shot and we lived our lives, and we can't say those lives were too bad. We have to pay that debt now".

A spark of cyan. "I want to join my mom and dad", Nancy whispers in a thin, sleepy voice. "They have been waiting for me for too long. I don't want to try their patience too much".

Dark blue eyes shine next. "True", Moby says solemnly. "I always tried to help people around me. Being selfish would mean not being true to myself. I cannot afford it".

"Hey, I'm not that much of a coward to cover behind a kid's back!" Terry cries out, and their eyes are a blast of orange. "I want to see what is out there, after all! I bet Betsy was really off about the afterlife".

"You are a cabbagehead, but you are right", Ana says, and their eyes glow deep purple. "We have reached the end. The only thing we can do is leave. I hope my sins will still be absolved..."

"NO!" Asriel screams, and all the eyes are squeezed shut. "No, no, no! We will stay together, we have to, no one has to die, no one has to die, no one, no one, I cannot lose you, cannot lose you all, cannot, cannot..."

A large light drop falls close to Frisk's feet. Another one gets their hands wet. They sigh and press themselves to the white soft fur and let Asriel cry - a broken, remorseful, unconsollable sound.

"Why, Tom", Asgore says, walking closer with a teapot in his hand. "Are you still upset over the dolphin?.."

***

The picnic goes just fine.

After the sun sets and the monsters are done packing, Asgore, Toriel and Frisk go to say goodbye to Asriel - he is too big to fit into any house, so he lives in the country in large comfy barn, and he isn't coming to the city with them. It has been a few years after the Barrier broke down, so they had plenty of time to make the barn as glamorous as possible.

"Goodbye, everyone", says Toriel after mentioning every one of her kids personally. "Be good, will you, my children? Sleep tight".

"You are always welcome in our house", Asgore adds as he does every time. "Day and night, whenever you would need us".

Seven voices echo "Bye, mom, dad", "Goodbye, Toriel and Asgore" and every variation of the two. Frisk waits a few steps aside, and they - as well as the seven pairs of watchful eyes - see the quick, uncomfortable look Asgore and Toriel share just a moment before parting with what became of their son.

"I still think what I said", Frisk whispers in the large white ear when the beast bends down to them. "An' I will never allow you to take my soul. Never".

"Oh", Asriel says in a desperate voice. "But maybe, later you will change your mind..."

"Never. Am determined". They press their palm to their chest, looking like maybe, in another time, in another story, they could very well be a hero. "Am never gonna change".

"...Don't", Asriel says. He nuzzles the top of their head. "Don't change. Please. Don't grow". He lets out a shivery sigh. "Everyone grows. Everyone has to change, and to age, and to die, and I don't understand why".

"Okay. I won't change", Frisk says as if this is the easiest promise to keep. They press their hands to the sides of his head. "Good night, Asriel".

"Good night, Frisk", Asriel says as they walk downhill, and their shadow stretches far, far across the quiet field.

***

It is night.

The beast sits alone (and yet never truly alone) on top of the hill. It should go, it knows that, but for some reason it doesn't want to.

The stars start appearing.

Did you want to see the stars, ask seven voices in the beast's head.

No one answers, but the beast perks up, listening.

Did you use to like stars? ask the voices. Did you dream of them? Did you call upon them? Did you ever want to touch them?

The beast grows restless. It stares up and digs its talons in the grass with a whimper.

Do you like the stars? Do you want to see them? Do you want to reach them? Do you want to be a star?

The beast's wings shiver and rise, as if it is preparing to jump, to fly, to touch the stars for real -but it doesn't. After a moment, the wings are still again, and the beast sits upright, watching the night sky.

You will have to let go one day, echo the voices quietly. You will have to, or it will hold you down forever. Or you will never be able to fly.

I don't want to fly, Asriel says. His voice is weak, weak, as if it is fading away - somewhere too far to call him anymore. I don't want to fly if that is what will keep you safe.

You are not meant to stay safe. You are meant to fall into the sky and lose yourself among the stardust. You are meant to risk. You are meant to live. You are meant to move on.

There is no answer. The beast sits there all night long, looking up at the stars.

"I am happy", it whispers, watching the constellations circle."I am happy. I am. I am".

The night is the darkest night ever.

[kincreates]

Here's a prompt: Asgore goes into a Halloween store, sees a scary mask that looks like his own face, and cries. (By the way, were you going for art prompts or story prompts?)

I was going for story prompts! Sorry for not specifying!

Tw- panic attack in a halloween store under the cut. everythings fine in the end

With halloween just around the corner, the kids wanted to go to the halloween store for costumes. Which was tragic for Asgore, being the soft man he was. Halloween was not a favourite of his, being too spooked by all the costumes and horror themes going on. But, as father, his duty was to make his children happy and healthy/ So he took them to the halloween store. 

A pleasant bell chime greeted them as they walked in and Asriel grinned widely tugging on his hand. “Dad look!” and pointed at a dragon animatronic breathing smoke. “It’s so cool! We should get one for the front yard!”

Asgore hums softly and studies it, it isn’t all that spooky. “Maybe, I’ll think about it.” He looks around the store before spotting the costume section. “There, looks like costumes are over there.”

Chara, Frisk, and Asriel lead the way to the costume section but get side tracked by masks. Asgore just follows them around a bit, glad that they’re happy. 

“Woah this one looks like dad!”

Blinking out of his garden thoughts he looks over and- and that does look a lot like him doesn’t it. In a terrifying sort of way. 

The more he looks at it the scarier it gets and soon tears are filling his eyes. “T-tha-ats n-ice ki-ids.”

The three stop before looking worried all at once and drag him out of the store, Frisk pulling out their phone to call Toriel.

“Mom I think dad’s having a anxiety attack. We need you to come get us.”

Toriel gasps on the other end. “Oh my, what happened?”

Frisk quickly explains what happened and tells her the location before hanging up. “Okay, mom’s on her way. She said to make dad sit with his head between his knees again.”

The other two kids nod and look around for a bench, Chara is the first to spot on and leads the way over to it. Together the three push Asgore to sit, who has tears steadily falling down his cheeks as he cries. “I-it was so scary!”

Asriel rubs his back a bit and Chara makes him put his head between his knees. “Breathe dad.”

The three comfort the older goatman until Toriel arrives and she rushes over. “Asgore, dear are you alright?”

“Th-e ma-ask was s-so scary! It lo-ooked like m-me!” He shakes as he speaks, tears falling faster again as he thinks about the mask.

She nods and gently rubs his back “Okay, it’s okay now you never have to go to the halloween store again. We won’t see the mask again. Just breathe now love.”

Asgore nods jerkily and struggles to make his breathing match hers. Eventually he gets it and just, leans against her for a bit. “I’m sorry kids.”

The three frown and chara punches his arm lightly, earning a glare from Toriel. Which goes dutifully ignored. “Don’t worry about it dad. Lets just go home.”

Frisk and Asriel nod in agreement before Asriel speaks. “We can even garden when we get home. You like gardening dad!”

Asgore smiles gently and pulls them in for a big hug before standing and looking at Toriel. “Lets go we have gardening to do.”

[sshadelyne]

I got bored

[SPOILERS!]

1. Who’s your favourite character from UT? -Papyrus, Undyne or Chara

2. Who’s your least favourite character from UT? -Asgore, maybe? (Jerry is the default so...)

3. Your opinion about UT fandon: -It's trash, but it's good trash

4. What’s your favourite quote? -"SCREW IT! WHY SHOULD I TELL THAT STORY... WHEN YOU'RE ABOUT TO DIE!?! NGAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"

5. What’s your favourite soundtrack? -Finale, Respite, and Waterfall

6. Pacifist, neutral or genocide? -Pacifist

7. Why did you decide to play UT? -I was in the fandom for a while before that, and I just felt like actually playing it

8. Favourite battle? -Asgore or Undyne the Undying

9. Favourite scene? -Undyne/Alphys date

10. Your first letter to Mettaton was: -legs

11. Your reaction when you saw Omega Flowey for the first time: -Well shit I'm screwed.

12. Your headcanon about Frisk’s gender: -Gender neutral (but gender-fluid makes a bit more sense if you think about it)

13. Which UT character reminds you of yourself -Papyrus or Toriel (I'm a mom friend)

14. Which UT character reminds you of your best friend? -Alphys or Undyne

15. Would you smooch a ghost? - heck yeah

16. Which UT character would be your best friend? Why? -Probably Papyrus, since I can do stupid shit with him and do cooking sessions.

17. Do you remember your first killed character? Who was that? -I went straight from Pacifist to Genocide, so it was the first Froggit.

18. Did you do sth in game you regret? -Killing Papyrus and Undyne in Genocide

19. Which ending was your first? -Pacifist

20. Your favourite land in UT and why: (Snowdin, Waterfall or Hotland) -Waterfall because the soundtrack gives me life

21. Your favourite place in UT and why: (Undyne’s house for example) -The True Lab because it's creepy af and has a lot of Undertale's secrets

22. Your headcanon about River person’s gender: -gender neutral

23. Your headcanon about one of the UT characters: -Papyrus remembers RESETs and knows a hell of a lot more than he lets on

24. Butterscouch or cinnamon pie? -Butterscotch

25. Your opinion/headcanon about six human souls: -idk

26. With who would you go on a date? -Idk. Undyne?

27. Marry, fuck, kiss and kill: -How about no?

28. Do you wanna have a bad time? -maybe later

29. Your favourite UT au: -Swapfell, Dusttale, or Reapertale

30. Your least favourite UT au: -Undertail

31. Would you want to fall into underground? -to break the barrier and make friends with everyone

32. Describe or draw your undersona: -Vael-- dragon monster who lives in a remote part of Waterfall. Has dark blue and silver scales, black wings, and a spiked tail. Eyes are silver. Bullet pattern: flames (idk I pulled this out of my ass)

33. One reason why you love UT: -The soundtrack

34. One reason why you hate UT: -when people ridiculously sexualize the characters and do shitty genderbent/creepy kink-indulging AUs

35. If you could choose one type of food from UT, what would it be? -Nice cream

36. Your favourite amalgamate: -Endogeny

37. Your headcanon about Gaster: who do you think Gaster is to Sans and Papyrus? (Father, brother, uncle etc) -Father

38. Your opinion about bad puns: -Yes

39. Do you draw fanarts from UT? If yes, then what do you like the most to draw? -I've drawn one Sans picture because he's the easiest to draw

40. Which of human souls fits you the most? -Justice

41. What would be the first thing you would to show to Sans, Papyrus or the rest of characters in human world? Why? -The beach (because Undyne)

42. Which song reminds you of UT or one of the UT characters? Why? -Wolf in Sheep's Clothing (Genocide)

43. Your opinion on underloid: -uhh what?

44. Do you forgive Asgore for what he’s done? -I can see why but it doesn't excuse what he did. Asriel was killed for going to the Surface, the fallen humans were killed got falling Underground.

45. Did you pay for Tem’s college? -Yes

46. Have you seen any youtube letsplay of UT? -Yep

47. Do you listen to any fanmade songs? If so, then which are your favourite? -A few. Milkychan's stronger than you than you chara response was pretty cool

48. What are your favourite theories? -Papyrus remembers RESETs, Chara isn't evil (idk if that counts as a theory)

49. Who is your favourite enemy? (Not including boss monsters) -Greater Dog and Shyren

50. Do you have any headcanons about Chara’s past? (Why they hate humanity, why did they fell to the underground etc) -child abuse

51. Who is your favourite dog? -Greater Dog

52. What was your reaction to true lab? -Holy fuck this is cool

53. Your fabourite voice acting: -idk

54. At the end of pacifist run did you stay with your friends or did you come back to your family -stayed with toriel

55. Who is older - Sans or Papyrus? -Sans

56. Your OTP(s): Alphys/Undyne (duh), not really gonna go into AU ships because that would take a while

57. Your NOTP(s): Asgore/Toriel (I always saw Toriel as that single mom kind of person, and her getting back together with Asgore is unrealistic), Frans, Soriel (goddammit Kamari333 made me ship it a little and I'm dying inside), Asriel/Frisk

58. Your BROTP(s): Sans and Papyrus, Papyrus and Flowey, Papyrus and Undyne, Sans and Toriel

59. Your favourite puzzle: -the laser puzzles in Hotland

60. Which battle was the hardest for you? -Mettaton EX (fuck his stupid battle)

61. Did you still hate Flowey after you discovered his true indentity? -I never hated Flowey to begin with

62. The saddest moment: -Undyne's death in the Neutral Ending or Muffet's Genocide death

63. Which ending is your favourite? -Genocide because Chara

64. How old do you think Frisk is? -10

65. Any post pacifist run headcanons? -Sans takes to the Surface very quickly (if there aren't any RESETs), while Papyrus is just super awkward about it. Toriel becomes a single mom to Frisk.

66. Your favourite NPC -Burgerpants

67. Humans or monsters? -Monsters. Humans suck.

68. The funniest situation -when Papyrus jumps out the window

69. Skeletonfucker, robotfucker, goatfucker or kinkshaming? -kinkshaming

70. When playing for the first time how many candies did you take? -3

71. Did you kill or spare Flowey at the end of the game? -spare

72. If you had to be one of the main characters, which would you choose? -Undyne because she's a badass

73. If you had to kill one of the main characters which would you choose? -Asgore

74. Which character(s) would you like to cosplay? -Undyne?

75. Your favourite Burgerpants’ quote? -"I can't go to hell. I'm all out of vacation days."

I know these were supposed to be asks, but I'm literally lying on the couch with nothing to do and I saw this and I was like "Fuck it."