#underfell retold

[arstudios2000]

Drinkioli Pg. 6

Uh oh.

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[undertaleimaginationland]

Oh my gosh that was awesome (fighter anon)!! So, carrying on from that, if you don't mind, what would happen if when they got home, the S/O took off the turtleneck sweater they always wore and showed the bros all the old scars and tattoos they had, including a large scar dangerously close to their heart from one of their first wins where the loser pulled a knife on them and a large cloaked skeleton holding a dagger and a heart on their back from when their mentor died?

 Oh my lord, is it wildin’ time? I THINK IT’S WILDIN’ TIME!!! Seriously though, I love these badass prompts (they let me live out the life I’m too scared to pursue)

Underfell

Red-

“you were fuckin’ relentless back there, sweetheart. hell, you even had the boss tearin’ up at your story.” Red gushed, squirting a stream of mustard into his mouth as he recalled the past events. “damn, if the boss reacted like that, what the hell would undyne do?” You eyed Red cautiously as he swayed giddily in his seat. Maybe he’s had a few too many celebratory drinks.

You placed a hesitant hand on his mustard bottle. “How about we not do that and lay off a bit on the mustard while we’re at it, yeah?” You suggested, gently removing the bottle from his hands and placing it on the table.

Sans leaned back in his seat. “y’know, for being such a badass, ya’ sure are a fuddy duddy.”

You rolled your eyes. “I know that, but still. You still mean a lot to this badass fuddy duddy and I’m not gonna just stand here and watch you drink yourself to sleep.”

Red seemed visibly flattered at your words, leaning towards you with a loving gaze. “oh sweetheart. ya’ sure know how to play a skeleton’s heart.”

Something about that expression he was making made you a gooey mess. “I-I guess I do, Sans.” You look from Sans to the stairs. “Hey Sans?”

“hm?” He quirks a bone brow at you, that goofy smile still fresh on his face.

You couldn’t believe you were about to do this. “I uh, wanna show you something.” Were you ready for this? Was he ready for this?

“by all means, doll.” He motioned for you to continue.

You draw in a sharp breath. “Alright then.” Okay, you were ready!

Getting up from your seat, you start to peel off your turtleneck and Sans turns fifty shades of red. “um- I uh…s-sweetheart?” He is having trouble meeting your gaze. “w-when ya’ said you were gonna show me somethin’, i uh- wasn’t expecting this- n-not that i’m complaining but-.”

His perverseness has no affect on you as your head pokes out of the turtleneck. “Oh don’t be such a baby, Sans. I didn’t mean it like that.” You throw your turtleneck to the side and look at Sans expectantly, though he’s still not budging to look over at you. “Sans. Look at me.”

You see one of his eye lights turn to you, and then his whole head followed. His jaw hung agape as he scrolled up and down your body. Scars and tattoos littered your body like a mural and boy, he sure as hell wasn’t going to look away anymore.

Red get up from his seat and slowly creeps over to you like a sailor to a singing siren. “holy shit, doll.” His hand hovers over your chest, eyeing the scar that dragged dangerously close to your heart. “wha…what did the surface do to ya’, sweetheart?” He couldn’t help himself from tracing the mark with his fingertips.

Guess its story time then, huh? “Got that one from some punk with a knife.”

Sans looked up at you with a startle, momentarily stopping his stroking. “a-a knife?” He swallowed back a bit of sour memories and continued where he left off. “shit doll, do tell.”

You straightened you slumped shoulders. “Well,” Your voice dropped down an octave. “Here I was throwing the punches, receiving the punches. Y’know, the usual, when this chump decided to pull out a knife on me. Can you believe that?” You felt yourself getting riled up as you retold your tales.

“what a slut,” He growls, looking from the scar to you. “please tell me you kicked that dickhead’s ass.” He said more as an order than a rhetorical statement.

You smirked at his concern. “Oh yeah I did. The runt had to be in hospice care, and on top of that got caught for illegal street fighting and drug possession.”

Red swung back with a laugh. “ha! serves that asshole for messin’ with my bruiser babe.” A tattoo catches his attention and he grins bemusedly. “huh.”

Oh no. You didn’t like that look he had. “What’s with that face, dork?”

You flinch as his fingertips rake at you. “guess ya’ always had a thing for skeletons even while you were on the surface.” He teased.

“Oh,” You knew exactly what he was talking about and giggled. “I guess so, huh?”

“does this skeleton perhaps have to do with that little scuffle between you and that asshole?”

You shrugged. “Perhaps so. A good amount of these were from a while back and my head’s been knocked up a few too many times to remember much of their purposes. With that being said, interpret that as you will.”

Red nodded silently and wandered to your back. “this one’s pretty cool, doll,” You feel a cool finger trail your back and the memories flood back. “what’s it for?”

You recoiled. You knew you’d have to face this question sooner or later. “It’s uh, for my mentor.” Looking down at your feet, you wistfully kick as you search for the right words. “They’re…in a better place now.”

Red notes the atmosphere of this conversation has taken an unexpected turn and he decides on leaving the subject untouched. “ah.”

You turn around to look at Red, a silence quickly filling the room. Before you could open your mouth, the front door busts down and in strides Edge and Undyne.

“HOLY SHIT, HUMAN! PAPYRUS TOLD ME EVERYTHING!!! WE GOTTA TRAIN, NOW!!!”

Edge-

“ENJOYING YOUR MEAL, PET?” Edge asked bemusedly as he witnesses you shove a fifth slice of lasagna in your mouth.

“Mhm!” You hum with a full mouth, and Edge absentmindedly smiles.

Edge huffs as he notices the mess that was, well, your ENTIRE face. Like seriously, how did you manage to get food on your forehead??? “OH MY STARS, S/O. HAVE SOME CLASS, WILL YOU?”

You simply smile cheekily at his concerns as he wipes your face to the best of his ability. You lean further into his harsh touch and gulp down the last of your meal. “Thanks, Edgy.” You purred.

He stiffens at your compliment. “Y-YOUR FLATTERY WILL NOT WORK THIS TIME, PET.” Edge’s cheekbones lit up a bright pink as he looked on at your complacent smile. “I WILL NOT ALLOW YOUR LOOKS TO WOE ME AGAIN.”

You quickly waved him off. “Fine fine, you’re no fun.” 

“HAVING FUN IS A WASTE OF VALUABLE TIME, THEREFORE YOU’RE CORRECT.” Edge points out with crossed arms and a stern expression.

“Touche, Edgy. Touche.” You look from the sleeves of your turtleneck to your callused hands. “Hey Edge? Can I show you something?”

“IS IT THAT ROLLING RICK VIDEO AGAIN?” He responded quickly. “BECAUSE IF IT IS, I’LL REFUSE AS TO EVEN SLEEP IN THE SAME ROOM AS YOU.”

His answer has you rocking with laughter. Sometimes this guy says the darndest things. Once you calm down, you pat his shoulder reassuringly. “N-no, Edge. It’s not that.”

“WELL THEN WHAT IS IT, S/O?”

“I’ll show you.” You said confidently as you began to pop your top. 

Edge’s skull flared up a bright red as he immediately pulled down your turtleneck. “W-WHAT DO THINK YOU’RE DOING, PET?!” He asked with an exasperated and cracking voice.

“Uh,” You looked at him befuddledly. “I’m about to show you something?”

“WHAT KIND OF ‘SOMETHING’ OF YOURS REQUIRES YOU TO DO SOMETHING SO…SO…SO LEWD?!” Edge seems visibly shaken as you slide his hands off you.

“Uh, obviously all my cool tattoos and scars, duh.” You answered sassily.

Edge’s edgy attitude instantly faded with your request. “C-COOL TATTOOS AND SCARS?” He tilted his head like a puppy and a smile spread across him. You yelp as he suddenly helps you to rip that annoying turtleneck off you. “WHY DIDN’T YOU SAY ANYTHING EARLIER?!”

Just as you were about to scold him for 1.) Inappropriately removing your clothes and 2.) Ruining your favorite top, you noticed his elated expression and dropped your concerns.  

His eye sockets are wide as he observes your half-naked form, scars and all. “YOU NEED TO WEAR LESS CLOTHES MORE OFTEN, S/O.” 

You flush at his sudden demand, not realizing that Edge’s request was simply an innocent observation. “T-thanks?” You stuttered out unsurely.

Edge nods in response as he notes the abnormally large and dangerous scar on your chest. “WHERE WAS THIS ONE FROM?”

You look down at your chest and smirk. “Got that one in a fight.”

“WHAT KIND OF FIGHT?”

You laugh. “An illegal one. The dope brought a knife to the place and decided to have a go at me.”

“WHAT?!” Edge suddenly shrieked, making you jump. He overwhelmed you with questions on any and every detail of the attacker, claiming he would be the one to take them down.

“Edge,” You settled him down with a pat to the skull. “It’s fine. I’m fine, really.”

He seemed to settle a bit, but the hatred still lingered in his sockets. The skeletal tat on you is the next thing to catch his attention. His facial expression shrivels up into one of disgust. “WHO’S THIS? I DEMAND THAT YOU TELL ME THIS INSTANT!”

You couldn’t stop yourself from laughing again. Like always, Edge never failed to say the most darndest of things. You decided to mess with his mind a bit more. “That one? I was born with that one.”

You had to bite your tongue as Edge’s jaw dropped. He didn’t actually believe that, did he?

“YOU’RE LYING! I JUST KNOW IT!” Edge insisted, stomping his foot furiously.

You shrugged. “I probably am lying. Great deduction skills, Edgy.” You cooed, doing a bit of jazz hands.

“DON’T MOCK ME, S/O.” Edge warned with a growl.

You bent down and picked up the remains of your turtleneck. “Welp, I’ll see you around, Edgy. There’s clothes to be sewn.” You turned around as you started to leave, but an emblem on your back captured Edge’s attention once more.

“WAIT! WHAT’S THAT ONE?” Edge asked.

You froze. You were sure of which tattoo he was referring to. “The heart one, right?” You were looking away from him, but you could tell he nodded.

Gulping down your past, you shuddered. “It’s for my former mentor.”

Edge seemed surprised at you answer. “REALLY? YOU HAD A MENTOR?” He smiled like a giddy little kid. Visions of you training like one of those badass ninjas crossed his mind multiple times as he looked up. “I’LL HAVE TO TRAIN WITH THEM AS SOON AS WE GET TO THE SURFACE! SURELY THEY’LL BE LEFT MARVELED BY MY INCREDIBLE AGILITY AND SKILL!”

You hugged your arm as you looked down. “They’re dead, Edge.” You admitted coldly.

Edge seemed to deflate at your answer. “OH” was all he could mutter.

He noticed your stiff manner and wraps an arm around your shoulders. “FEAR NOT, PET! FOR I SHALL BE YOUR MENTOR! WITH YOUR UNDERESTIMATED SKILL AND MY DASHING GOOD LOOKS AND CHARM, WE SHALL BE UNSTOPPABLE!”

You chuckle at his enthusiasm as tears fall down your cheeks. “Y-yeah.” You wipe your eyes clean. “I’d like that.”

Silence falls between you two until Edge speaks up again.

“S/O?”

“Yeah Edge?”

“YOU DO REALIZE THAT I WILL KILL THAT CRETIN WHO STABBED YOU, RIGHT?”

You patted his chest. “Wouldn’t put it past you, big guy.”

[arstudios2000]

Retold!Papyrus: Classic, Fell, and Swap

[arstudios2000]

Drinkioli Pg. 5

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[arstudios2000]

What a receipt.

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[arstudios2000]

After discovering that a friend of mine on DA (he's @vangold 's husband and their baby was born recently! My congrats for that :) ) read Flowerfell and was super pissed off by it, I came up with this! 

(This idea was like, made months ago.)

[arstudios2000]

He’s ready to kill.

Drew FellRetold!Papyrus. Wanted to practice drawing backgrounds....

have this instead.

[arstudios2000]

The first thing to go wrong.

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[arstudios2000]

Oh, Sans...you just had to jinx it...

I was working on this comic for days. And now it’s finally here.

Underfell Retold and Undertale Retold belong to me

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[arstudios2000]

Underfell Retold sketchdump.

1. Papyrus realizes he’s dating the wrong age group.

2. Metta-13′s facial looks and Sans’s rigntone.

3. Sans does not like the human’s flirting.

4. Papyrus’s helmet and Red.

5. Undyne doesn’t like Papyrus’s dickery.

[arstudios2000]

Takes place around the same time as this....http://vangold.deviantart.com/art/The-Tales-the-Fells-and-the-Odd-Ones-Part-1-692956741

Retold!Sans has just seen Lust!Sans...and he has yet to meet a special newcomer.

Retold and FellRetold Sans belong to me

Altertale Toriel belongs to @friisans

Bar of all Sanses and Jazztale belongs to VanGold (http://vangold.deviantart.com/)

[arstudios2000]

Part 1: https://arstudios2000.tumblr.com/post/163100001582/takes-place-around-the-same-time-as

The edge is going to get real.

[arstudios2000]

IT’S A CIVIL WAR I TELL YOU

I MEAN

*ahem*

Soooooo many dolls....

@darkpecockevan and I played this little game...where she asked me what would happen if Retold!Red suddenly met both SwapRetold!Red and FellRetold!Red, along with her designs of Fell!Retold and Swap!Red (I also included Swap!MadDummy aka Yellow here)

Retold!Red, FellRetold!Red, and SwapRetold!Red belong to me

The Fell!Red and Swap!Red designs and Yellow belong to @darkpecockevan

[vangold]

Since I am presenting you this stuff in little bundles over here, I’ve lightly altered the order of Jazztales first segment, not even sure how noticable it was. XD

Welp, we are almost at the end of part one. Squirrel already sits around there all on his own, recording something......probably not a good sign :P

For now however: Cheers, Jazzy.

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Included AU’s and their Sanses:

Scarf-Ace (Flowerfell)

Imp (???)

Crushedberry (Riverfell)

Blackberry (Rivertale)

Mo (UnderfellMLMU)

1S (Handplates)

Paddy (Witchtale)

Boder (UnderfellURSIKMU) Squirrel (Rationaltale) Chara (StoryshiftGMU) Rus (SwapfellGMU) Subby (Papyrus Domination) Jack (UnderlustGMU) Teal (TLTale) Dream (Dreamtale) Pans (UnderswapGMU) Mossy (Foresttale) Ink (GMU-Version) Error (Errors Askblog) Fate (Inverted Fate) Epic (Epictale) Parcy (UnderswapMLMU) Boysen (UnderswapRMU) Tori!Sans (Altertale) Karkat (Undertale Retold) Sarge (Conquesttale) Sol (Solfell) Re-Fell (Underfell Retold)

[vangold]

Sy is back at the Bar.

1S and 2P are removing Geno

the Edgy Table shifts outside to the Gazebo

All the figures are set and we are ready for the game =)

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Included AU’s and their Sanses:

Scarf-Ace (Flowerfell)

Imp (???)

Crushedberry (Riverfell)

Blackberry (Rivertale)

Mo (UnderfellMLMU)

1S and 2P (Handplates) Re-Fell (Underfell Retold) Pans (UnderswapGMU) The King in Yellow (Eldertale) Subby (Papyrus Domination) Jack (UnderlustGMU) Teal (TLTale) Boder (UnderfellURSIKMU) Squirrel (Rationaltale) Chara (StoryshiftGMU)

[arstudios2000]

Retold!Sans

Classic, Fell, and Swap version.