#SSLL is hers though

[nighttimepixels]

Ok I thought I'd ask you this since you're the one with the DND skeles but I had an idea in SSLL, Would the lodge rather be an abandoned temple to the aasimar landlady? The temple is dedicated to her because of the link to her God but finds that the group of Un-dead squatting there are actually just a mercenary party?

Oh, actually, the Lodge & Lodge versions of the skeletons a la SSLL belong to the lovely and delightful @tyranttortoise! :D So I’d totally pitch this to her if you’re lookin’ for SSLL specific thoughts on the boys :) (though Q belongs to @jolie-in-the-underground!)

I know it can get a bit confusing, as more than one person has a preference for the same core group of skeleguys XD but Ty totally started a trend there! <3

In general as far as DnD-ing a group of the skeleguys and an insert/reader lady, it sounds to me like you’ve got an idea with some excitement and passion behind it! If it’s striking your fancy, then I 100% think you should have fun with it :D

EDIT: also though, I’m flattered re being turned to for DND skeleton things!! Hoping this didn’t come off as being flippant, oh geez. In general, I think that’s a radical way to interpret any sort of hub/lodge, even if I totally defer to Ty re specifically SSLL things & her boys X) Plus them as a wayward mercenary party is delightful.

[tyranttortoise]

You know I’m actually a bit curious but back when the skeleton crew was being introduced you said that Red had a crack or scar somewhere on his skull, and I actually have no idea where that would be

*Oh!  It’s actually a crack on the top of the left side of his skull.  It’s nothing like Axe’s or anything; it’s just a crack that never fully healed.

I’mma throw in some fanart references (from my fics) that are what I imagine it looks like!  From the chapter where you meet Axe& from my completed fic, BPT

[pacific-rimbaud]

hi!!! so. for the first sentence game:

She had learned touch typing on a blue, electric Smith Corona a year before Hogwarts.

Touch Type

Pairing: Sirius Black x Marlene McKinnon

Rated M

1,000 words

Also on AO3

She had learned touch typing on a blue, electric Smith Corona a year before Hogwarts.

asdf jkl; ffdd ffss ffaa asdf ;lkj asdf ;lkj jjkk jjll jj;;

“You’re doing very well.”

The typing teacher tacked a gold foil star to the upper right-hand corner of her paper.

Marlene knew children weren’t meant to agree with adults when they said that sort of thing.

“Yes, I am.”

It’s just that she didn’t care.

When she got home, Marlene’s mother fixed the paper to their refrigerator.

At dinner, as Marlene’s father passed the potatoes, an owl flew through the open kitchen window carrying a letter.

#

Little things were lost to her, straight away: toaster ovens; radios; typewriters; yellow-painted Number 2 pencils.

And large ones: Queen; all of science; ballet; Shakespeare.

They'd given her a wand instead.

ffjj ddkk ssll aa;;

lad lad fad fad add add

asks asks dad dad all all

“What are you doing?”

He whispered like no one else she'd ever known, the tips of his t's and d's shivering down her nape.

He knew he was doing it, just like he knew his off-kilter tie looked illicit.

An unusual amount of power for a thirteen year-old.

“I don’t feel like telling you."

The sun glaring through the south-facing windows in the Charms classroom struck Marlene’s neck above her stiff white collar.

ask afford ajar adapt ate art awe

“Are you playing the piano?”

“I am not.”

“What are you doing, Marlene?”

“Mr. Black!” Flitwick’s chalk stalled. “Pray tell, what is so fascinating about Miss McKinnon’s half of the desk that you are not seated properly at yours?”

“Nothing, Professor.”

Marlene continued striking her imaginary typewriter keys.

aught apt award among aztec ant

boy black brazen braggadocio bye bye bye

#

The quick brown fox jumps over the lazy dog.

Escaping to the balcony from the overheated Great Hall, Marlene tapped the railing.

“You’re a dog,” she said.

“Am I?”

Elbows propped on the balcony rail, Sirius took a long pull from a flask, Adam’s apple rising and falling.

“Peter is a rat,” she said.

“That’s not very nice, Marlene.”

He didn’t need to whisper anymore to make the vellus hair on her arms rise.

A troubling amount of power for a fifteen year-old.

“James is a stag,” she went on.

“And Remus?”

His eyes gleamed.

Sphinx of black quartz, judge my vow.

“Someone very fortunate in his friends. You’ve left your date inside, and she looks unhappy. If you didn’t want to be here with her, you shouldn’t have asked her to the dance.”

He drew himself up to his full height and tucked the flask in his back pocket.

“Why are you mean to me, Marlene?”

“I’m not mean. I’m direct. There’s a difference.”

He shifted towards her, slowly, and their shoulders met.

Waltz, bad nymph, for quick jigs vex.

Then he leaned down, hand traveling along the railing, until it slid beneath her fingers.

She struck imagined letters into the soft skin on the underside of his forearm.

ffjj ddkk ssll aa;;

“And if I were direct?”

Marlene closed her eyes.

black dog black dog lazy dog bad dog

“I would directly tell you no.”

#

The summer she turned sixteen, on a long Italian holiday, she inoculated herself. Any beautiful Italian boy with a kind face would do, so she chose one at a disco in Rome. Within three weeks, she had debauched herself to her own satisfaction.

At school, she typed poems into the wood of the common room table, whatever came to mind: Pablo Neruda, Walt Whitman, Adrienne Rich.

I had questions but you would not answer

I had answers but you could not use them

He took any girl he wanted to his bed and into empty classrooms. Boys, on occasion.

A frightening amount of power for a seventeen year-old.

When he walked past, hand in hand with someone else, she felt his stare as a physical act, as though he could, through relentless pestering perception, make her look up from the table, a book, a parchment, from the poetry in her fingers.

Dark river beds down which the eternal thirst is flowing

He seemed allergic to silencing spells.

He didn’t know how easily Marlene could tuck herself inside the memory of a low breathless voice in her ear saying, “Guardami. Guardami.”

ffjj ddkk ssll aa;;

look at me look at me

mi fai impazzire

you make me crazy

#

For her eighteenth birthday, she bought herself a blue, electric Smith Corona typewriter. Defying every forced dichotomy, she placed it before the wide front window of her newly let London flat.

She never agreed to be halved.

Now, when she typed, whole stories appeared on pages, entirely of her own invention.

She wrote messages to magicians in Muggle ink on a Muggle typewriter, rolled Muggle papers and handed them to magical owls.

James and Lily,

I’m extremely pleased to accept the invitation. My warmest congratulations.

Skin hugged tight in red silk satin, Marlene tapped her fingertips on the kitchen counter at Grimmauld Place while she waited for another drink.

asdf jkl; ffdd ffss ffaa asdf

i take you for better for worse to love till death my vow

i take you to have to cherish

death do us take

solemn vow i cherish

Sirius’s arm slid along the counter’s edge, until she typed against the bare pale skin of his forearm.

He was drunk, in a white tuxedo and red tie, jacket long since lost, flush with philia, with agape, with philautia, radiant with incandescent eros.

An insurmountable amount of power for a nineteen year-old.

The ache between her legs was torturous.

asdf jkl; ffdd ffss ffaa asdf

boy boy black black bad bad best

His arm that was her typewriter folded around her middle as he slipped into the space between her body and the counter.

“You are kind,” he said.

“I am.”

“And you are direct.”

“Yes.”

His chin dropped. “And if I promised, directly, to be very kind?”

He fucked her on the typewriter table in her front window, her dress around her waist, his hand over her breast, panting in her ear.

“Why did you make me wait?”

She gasped, tightening her fist in the fabric of his waistcoat.

“Because you didn’t think you would have to.”

She jolted under the force of his hips, her left hand smashed against the unplugged typewriter’s silent keyboard.

“Marlene…”

to have have have

“Yes?”

i take i take i take

“I am so fucking—”

to hold to want

to want to love

“I know.”

[devildom-tyrant]

Tyrant! I was not expecting you to go into obey me!!! Can I ask you about Lucifer, Beelzebub, Belphegor and Mammon's reactions to MC being a spitting image of Lilith? :3

*I had to!  It’s got so many tropes and all the SSLL vibes.  I mean, suddenly living with a buncha dudes where one’s obviously the leader, he’s harboring secrets, they’re lowkey afraid of him, and you’re not supposed to go in the attic (or basement in the lodge’s case)?  I’m 100% here for that!

I’m also gonna stick this under a cut because there’s some Belphegor spoilers, and I know some people have only just started playing.  =]

____________

When you arrive in Devildom -- and by arrive, I mean you suddenly appear out of a flash of light in front of several strangers that may or may not be cosplayers -- the first thing you hear is “Welcome”, followed by a chorus of gasps.

There seems to have been a speech prepared for you, but it’s thrown out the window the moment a tall man with dark hair grasps you by the shoulders, breaking protocol to examine your face.  

“Lilith?” 

You have no idea who that is, but the way his deep voice quavers makes your chest clench.  

“No,” you reply, shaking your head as you supply your actual name.  His expression turns crest-fallen.  

“Of course.  It’s impossible.�� That was...”

“Geez, it’s just a human.  For a second there, I thought it was...”  A silver-haired man is speaking from behind this one, and you’re so confused.  He breaks off and sighs, shaking his head.  “Damn close resemblance though.”

After the initial shock wears off, they roll back into their planned spiel, and you learn about your role as an exchange student -- and end up living with the demon brothers.

________________

Lucifer

He treats you normally, for the most part, but there are times when you find him looking at you like he wants to weep.  It’s a soft expression that catches you off-guard, one that breaks your heart.  There are moments when he’s angry with you, angry enough to revert to his demon form, and you can feel the malicious energy rippling off him.  

In those moments, he’s looking through you, but then you say something, and his gaze meets yours.

That tragic expression crosses his face again, and he reins in his anger to give you a curt reprimand and leave.  He would never lay a finger on you.  On the contrary, he seems to waffle between being obsessed with whether or not you’re happy, and also being angry when your actions fall short to whomever he’s remembering.  

Beelzebub

Beel knows you’re not her.  He knows that.  But, he can’t help it.  He tells you all about Lilith, about what happened in the Great Celestial War, and you understand a little more about why everyone’s acting so strangely.  (It still makes you uneasy, though.  You’re not her!)

He shares his food with you, continually wants your input on things, wants you to cook for him, and hangs out in your room whenever he can.  He admits that he likes looking at you, but as time passes, he realizes that there’s plenty of differences between you and Lilith.  

“Sorry.  Having you around... it makes me feel less lonely.  I know you’re not her, but it makes me feel like she’s still here... like I didn’t fail her...”

He looks so sad that you can’t help it; you reach out and squeeze his hand.  

Suddenly, he hugs you -- and doesn’t let go for a solid hour.  

Belphegor

He’s shocked when he sees you for the first time.  He thinks it’s Lilith, and for that moment, he’s so happy, but then he realizes... you’re just a human.  

And his world comes crashing down all over again.

He flickers back and worth between his demon form, his rage getting the better of him.  He should kill you now for wearing her face and giving him that look -- that look of fear and confusion.  Lilith would never look at him like that!

And then he calms down long enough to spin his web of lies.

He calls you up from time to time so he can see you, but... it hurts.  

And it makes him more determined than ever to go through with his plan.  

Mammon

There are times when Mammon looks at you as if he’s seeing a ghost, but for the most part, he pushes that aside and doesn’t really give you special treatment.  He still comes to your room all the time, still boasts and calls you a fragile human, and he doesn’t give you those pained looks that some of the others do.  

However, there’s a time when he’s had a bit to drink that he ends up passing out on your bed -- and you get pulled down with him, his arms wrapped around you.  When you try to untangle yourself, you hear his slurred murmur:

“I miss ya.... Lilith....”

[crazysimmingfan]

I’m in a better place mentally than I’ve been for a while, so I fired up this neighborhood to get more done . . and what the hell is this. Who did you get knocked up by?? Also, I won’t be continuing the Sims 2 SSLL - I can’t, the game won’t load at all. BUMMER. Oh! This neighborhood is based on - with permission - ‘Skeleton Squatters And The Landlady’ by @tyranttortoise. It’s definitely taken some left turns from that story though . . . dang.

Edit: She’s that big in her first trimester.

[tomodachi-z]

Old to New

God i found this old gem when i posted the last art i did for on one of her older SSLL chapters

And god forbid i didnt do a redraw for this, so here you go, a 30 min resketch of this old drawing

Im on a roll which is saying a lot since ive been at an art block so im kinda excited to get my inspiration back!! Though im getting a headache and its late so i think thats it for today, thanks for sticking by loves 💋

(Sorry for bothering you so much Ty btw, but i hope its alright :’)

[thefloatingstone]

I’m stealing my mom’s phone data to post this. I’m sure she’ll understand. I’m still not online yet but I have no patience so I’m uploading this now.

“Hey! I know what would be a good idea! Let’s draw the boys from @tyranttortoise‘s SSLL fic in their civvies! Yeah! That’s an excellent idea!”

5000 years later and here we are. (seriously I started this in January before my birthday)

It turns out fewer of them wear alt outfits in the fic than I thought when I was going through it. In retrospect maybe I should’ve drawn the beach episode chapter instead. Or the Halloween one. Oh well. If nothing else this helped cement some of their designs in my mind that I was struggling with.

big fat AU breakdown notes under the cut!

First off; another reason for this picture was to play around with the designs of each character, since I personally don’t like it when characters are just copypastas of each other with different outfits on. So I was playing around not just with the idea of civvies, but also with differences in height, body shape, posture, etc etc.

First we have Red and our vanilla boi Sans. I imagine these two as being the most similar in terms of looks, with only details being slightly different. However there are small differences. Red is slightly taller than Sans, and although you can’t see it under all that fluff, his shoulders are broader. I like the weird dynamic these two have in the fic. They’re generally in ok terms, but Red seems to have pretty rotten luck and often accidentally does something to paint himself as someone untrustworthy, and with the king of distrust around, Sans comes across as having pinned him as “troublemaker” who he has to kinda shuffle back into place every now and then. By extension, Red is actually pretty intimidated by Sans.... because he’s Sans.

Next we have Edge and Blackberry. Edge is taller than Papyrus but not the tallest of the bros (although he’s the tallest in the main building) Although this may just be because he likes his boots with a bit of a heel. I think his differences to Paps are pretty obvious. His overall facial structure is spikier not just with his teeth but overall. Black on the other hand is the shortest of the whole group which purely comes from the fact that I love the idea that the most tyrannical and bossiest of the group happens to be the smallest and he doesn’t give a fuck. He’s gonna order you around and you’re gonna listen to him. I also like envisioning Black, unlike the rest of the shorter bros, as being pretty spindly. One last detail is that Princess heel click. Which you KNOW he probably does all the time. a little detail I have to thank Vegeta from DBZ for in one specific scene somebody pointed out on tumblr with the tag “what a fucking princess”. And the second lack entered the fic that’s immediately how I pegged him.

Russ/Mutt and Vanilla Paps. Russ is the second tallest overall and the biggest flirt which is a huge fucking accomplishment. However I like the idea that he’s only serious about %5 of the time and actually just does it either out of habit or just because it’s funny to rile people up and annoy and/or fluster them. Papyrus, pure soul that he is, seems both oblivious and immune. I think he’s just happy for any kind of compliment, missing the intention behind it completely... ..I think.... Paps is difficult to fully understand sometimes. How much is he fully overlooking and how much is he perfectly aware of and just ignores. It’s a mystery. Russ’ facial structure is a mess compared to Pap’s. His jaw is really large and his chin is chiseled. His face is basically mostly jaw. It’s insane.

Blue and Crooks! Blue is a character I always struggle with, but I’m slowly getting to grips with him better (I hope???) I made him taller than Sans because I like the idea that the one who you’d project as being the youngest is bigger than some of the oldest. Otherwise, not much to say. His face is less round than Sans’ and yet somehow looks younger because of it??? weird. Crooks is the tallest, but he’s always hunched over to deal with everyone else so it’s a little unclear how tall he really is. Of course, one of the first exposures I has to AUs at all was from @forgivemeimmasin and her HT boys. So when Crooks entered the story I could only picture him as looking like her design for him. Heck in my mind he’s a mirror copy, complete with his large shabby coat and fingerless gloves. However, he doesn’t actually wear those in the story so I left them off. But yeah, he’s suppose to be Mun’s design which is why he looks just like him.

Axe, Stretch and Q! Axe is actually an exact copy of Sans. The only thing different is his posture which makes him look shorter, but it’s just his hunched, on-alert, way of standing. Again, heavily inspired by Forgivemeimmasin’s design, however, in the SSLL fic he’s literally exactly Sans but with the head wound and eye. So I stuck closer to that idea. I left off his beanie because I wanted to draw that crack. I also put him in the hoodie that the canon Sans plushie wears, rather than my personal default of Sans’ fluff hood. Just to put some distance between the two, however cosmetic.

Stretch I think I struggled with the most for some reason. I think again the differences are pretty clear. He’s taller than Paps but shorter than Edge (although just slightly) however his posture makes him seem shorter. He’s got longer legs than Paps though. And he’s got them hollow cheeks.

And lastly we have @jolie-in-the-underground‘s Q in his civvies. In the fic he actually doesn’t wear his admin outfit that much, however it’s what most people draw him in. I decided to copy Jolie’s header image for his civvies but not lose his digital cues *jazz hands*. Obviously the tallest of the Sans’, but very different in overall stature and design from the others. I don’t think that is actually canon within the fic, but my visual mind puts him looking more like this than short potato Sans. I reason it’s because the more time goes by, the more Q’s design shifts naturally away from Sans into being his own unique form. The change is just so slow and subtle it’s hard to tell.

Also also, this is completely at odds with the fic, but I imagine the shorter bros to all be a tiny bit shorter than the LL (even Red) and the taller bros are taller than her. anyway, my mom’s phone is being eaten alive data wise so that’s gonna have to be it.

[thelazyhermits]

Oh. My. God. CROSSOVER AU IDEA!! What if the whole reason all the skelebros from the different AU's in SSLL are stuck in that dimension is because oF THE GLITCH!! That's why they're trying to fix the machine so they can contact Gli-Chan for her help! BECAUSE THEY ARE THE EXACT SKELETONS SHE MEET ON HER JOURNEY!! *GASP!* What if the reason they're stuck working on machine is because they don't know how to go to the doodle sphere! SOMEONE GET ON WRITING THIS SHIT!! I do it myself, but I can't! >:(

Oh man that would be crazy. What a fun idea XD Hmm I don’t know if this scenario could work with them already knowing Gli-chan though since all their worlds are glitch-free now including Undertale thanks to her visiting them. Still, this is a great idea ^^

I have actually considered writing a crossover fic where Gli-chan ends up in the SSLL AU since Ty said it’s alright to write fics with that storyline. I really wanna do it but I can’t decide if she should arrive on her own or have a skeleton or two along for the ride XD

[jolie-in-the-underground]

Hey Q, what would you do if you caught the lady's ex bad mouthing her on social media? or even worse, what if he leaked a nude or something she was pressured into giving him?

* oh, that one’s easy!

* i would d e s t r o y  h i s  l i f e. he would never be able to get a job again. his credit would be in the negatives. any calls he made to the police or fire department would go unheeded. his bank account would mysteriously turn up empty. he would, in short, have a v e r y  b a d  t i m e for the rest of his miserable existence.

* and that’s just to start! i haven’t even gotten to the creative bits yet.

(( Jolie’s Input: lol have i mentioned that Q’s vengeful streak is as deep as the marianas trench? let’s just say that if he and the ex ever do meet, it’s going to be…interesting. It’s worth noting, though, that at this point in SSLL [as of the Blue date] Q only knows VERY basics. If he knew details all of this and more probably woulda happened already XD ))

[soulwitch]

magicalgirlfumiko‌:

“Me? I’m just your friendly neighborhood Tsukino. And you must be a sassy girl out past her bed time!” Fumiko tried to taunt. It was never her strong suit. 

She stood, looking proud now. Though, she really didn’t know what to expect to happen with this whip girl. Haya’s powers prevented anything dangerous from occuring for now.

“And don’t you worry Sensei. My blade is never for killing, I am not a knight. It is for purifying.” The blade staff began to glow a silverish tone. 

“Ancient Moon’s lend your power. Bring this child peace this very hour. Bring her quiet. Bring her peace. Ease her dreams. Nightmares cease! Bless this child with the sacred night!.“

Soon the Moon began to glow brighter, bringing a relaxing feeling to the air. Fumiko continued to chant, in attempts to make the opponent fall asleep.

“You don’t even know my bed time! The Queen said there’s no need for bed!” She swung her whip around cutting this recklessly, getting all riled up by Fumiko’s word.

“Then let’s see it. I’ll give you that time.” Just as she said it, the girl tried to cut through them again, only to be deflected away once more. Another swing, and space was changed, a second and wind started to whirl around the girl getting her in a daze making it easy for Fumiko’s chant to ease her right to sleep.

“W-wait no I don’t want to s...ssll...sleeep.” The odd girl was spun, countered, and soon dropped right out of the air, right into Haya’s arms as she dove in to catch them.

Arigato, Haya-sama!

[nighttimepixels]

i got inspired by @thefloatingstone‘s SSLL tarot matchup and just had to do something for them. seriously, check out her breakdown of the matchups of the various skelebros with aspects in a tarot deck - they’re spot on.

also gonna tag sweet sweet @tyranttortoise in this, given the SSLL basis for the stellar matching <3

... i need to be less tempted to do the rest of them OTL

[tyranttortoise]

So this is a question for the skeles feelings for the lady. Not to try and spoil the ending if I’m guessing right right now, but when they are all COMPLETELY in love with her is that when big things will start happening? Such as real confessions and fighting? Thank you so much for your time byeee💛

Don’t worry, I have a feeling that most people can guess how SSLL is going to end.  x]  But yeah!  Once all the skeles are completely in love (and everyone’s had their own dates/kisses/whatever other arcs I’ll need to clean up), we’re going to start entering End Game stuff and everything’s going to ramp up with the machine, what it’d mean to leave, etc.  I’ve had her worrying about it throughout the fic, but it’ll really be on the forefront of everyone’s minds once we get closer to the end.   I’ve still got quite a list of things to get through before we reach the Point of No Return, though.

[nighttimepixels]

For the skelly sisters, who would be okay for a open relationship/polygamy?

Open to several forms of open relationships/polyamory: Amber, Glyph

Open in the case of closed, committed polyamorous relationships*: Serif, Sapphire, Scarlet, Twist, maybe Blade in very select circumstances

With few exceptions would only prefer non-polyamorous relationships: Vellum, Crimson, Pepper, Cinnamon, Alpha

(Note: that said, outside of relationships, Crimson, Cinnamon, and Blade are very sexually active and hook up - or have FwB - frequently. Amber & Glyph have occasional hookups.)

*the difference between ‘open’ and ‘closed’ here being that the latter is only in the case of equal triads/quads/etc, where no outside relations are had. VS potential open polyamory, where any number of arrangements involving thirds, or hookups, or etc may exist.

You’d have to be serious and persistent for her to seriously take you on as a pupil, actually! If you’re friends she’d give you tips, but she’s also very intense and at this point knows herself well enough that if the person isn’t willing to give it their all and take her instruction seriously - and also not shy away from being honest about your state of health/exhaustion if it’s serious (she’s had too many humans involved in her work end up getting hurt because they wouldn’t communicate, which aggravates her).

But if you are serious (and/or you’ve weaseled your way into some tips for… ‘self defense’) there’s quite a lot of lovely potential for some delightful tension and provocative situations~

Ooooh, this is a tough one! Honestly, this probably ends up being a tie between Blade, Glyph, and Cinnamon, with bonus shout-out to Alpha.

Blade has severe trust issues for obvious reasons, and she takes a long time to trust someone to that point (not to mention needing to get along with her sister well); Glyph is a big traveller, and needs someone not only okay with that, but willing to go on adventures on at least occasion, but also know that it’d take a long time to even get close enough to her to date her in the first place (I mean, literally, you’d almost have to have a non-traditional job that meant you could work remotely, for starters); and Cinnamon also has trust issues and is in general pretty content with hooking up and having her close friends (… spoilers for development there though & why she hasn’t wanted a relationship in a long time). It’d take a lot to have her willing to be that vulnerable. Alpha’s just not going to get into a serious relationship unless you’re really special to her, and there’s quite a bit of ground and… difficulty (spoilers again) there to be crossed too!

Gasp! There’s actually a fic I did earlier this year that explores that (with tyranttortoise’s SSLL crew, actually!) - Skeleton Sisters Meet the LandLady!

In short, it’d depend on their interpretation... but they’d all have some kind of rapport. ;)

They honestly all have a slight human kink. They think all humans are squishy and like the squish of all varieties a lot. They’re not picky ;)

[tyranttortoise]

Do you have more head canon for Buc and Captain? They were human, did they have families? Was it a curse a la PotC? Are all monsters former humans?

You’ll actually find out more about this in the next chapter of SSLL ;D  Although I really need to advance (Y)FUW so we can learn the story directly.  

But I’m taking too long there, so yeah, I’ll go ahead and go over the details.  

Buc and Cap’n were both once human, yes!  They were Scottish pirates in the 1700′s, although their parents both died when they were young, leaving them to depend on one another.  Buc was always the adventurous one, dreaming of a better life, while Cap’n wanted safety and security above all else.  When Buc insisted on joining a crew, his brother ended up coming with him to keep an eye on him -- and discovered he had a real knack for it.  Both brothers were already skilled in combat, and continued to hone those skills until they ultimately were able to afford their own ship and put together a motley crew.  

They became rather notorious on the sea but ultimately became too cocky about their skills.  Buc got a lead on something valuable, went on his own when Cap’n insisted they wait, and ended up falling into a trap set by rival pirates.  He was taken prisoner, and when Cap’n mounted a rescue and fought his way through the ship, he arrived just in time to see them shoot Buc point-blank through the back of the skull.  Immediately after, Cap’n was shot in the chest, and both of their bodies were dumped in the sea.

... And it just so happened that they fell directly beside the sea monsters’ CORE, which was pumping out massive amounts of magic.  

Centuries with their corpses absorbing magic managed to keep their human souls mostly in-tact.  Of course, it helped that both brothers had souls of DETERMINATION.  Alphys is the one that makes this discovery and takes their bodies back to her lab for further study.  As she’s examining their souls, trying to figure out if she can use them for a power source, she realizes that the broken pieces have been filled in with white.  

Like a monster’s soul.

As she prods at their souls, running tests and diagnostics, the brothers suddenly wake up.  They’re horrified and confused, and absolutely freak out -- though they’re much too weak to properly FIGHT.  Undyne’s called in, and they easily end up captured and taken to the king.  Asgore sees potential in them -- after all, they’re monsters with almost-human souls, holding the one trait monsters cannot possibly possess.  

It takes many years before Buc and Cap’n stop trying to escape or kill the monsters, and even longer before they finally accept that they’re actually monsters now -- and reanimated skeletons at that.  They train, learning to wield magic, and Cap’n quickly proves himself quite capable.  He rises up the ranks, earning the title Terror of the Trenches and besting Undyne, until the king offers both of them an important job -- one that will allow the two brothers to sail the seas as they once did and regain a small piece of the life they lost.

Collecting human souls.  

Soooo, nah, they’re the only humans-turned-monster Underwater so far!   And not really a curse so much as their souls persisted upon death and the cracks were filled with magic.  But the death blows still remain on Buc and Cap’n to this day; Buc has a gunshot wound in his skull, and Cap’n has several shattered ribs from the blow to the chest.  Also, Buc’s peg leg was from his days as a human.

[tyranttortoise]

I just started rewatching InuYasha because why not. And when I first saw the series fanfic wasnt like, on my radar. So now that Im rewatching it Im trying to find half decent fics to supplement my viewings. And by jo theres literally nothing. I say all that to give my appreciation for your writing and UT's generally A+ authors. This fandom gets a lot of flack for a lot of (kinda valid) reasons, but at least our authors can characterize and write dialog. So thank you, for showing me the light ;p

I find this ask hilarious because I used to write Inu-Yasha fanfiction.  xD  Oh man, I’d show you, but then I’d have to go crawl in a hole in mortification.   Some of it was stuff I wrote when I was 13 or 14.   

There’s gems such as Kagome and her friends playing Truth or Dare in the present day because, of course, if they all hold hands, they can cross through the well.  Yep, totally works that way.  Uh huh.  There’s also something with Kagome’s dad?  I’m scared to even look at it.   There’s one where Inu-Yasha was turned into an action figure, and Kagome… buys him for Souta.  Yep, bitty Inu, basically.   There’s another where Kagome and Inu go through the well and end up in the future, where they find older versions of themselves.  I don’t remember what happens.  And I’ve got one where the well closes, and the next time Kagome sees Inu, he’s over 500 years older and modern-day.  I really like the premise of that one, actually.  Never finished it.

 I’ve got a couple of feelsy one-shots from when I was around 18 that are actually decent, though.

I could probably link you to some really old IY fanfics that I’ve got saved on my FF.net page if you want!

Speaking of, I searched for my ff.net page by looking up my old Bowser/Peach fanfic so I could just click my username from there, and….

And that fanfic has a TV trope page??

Who in the world makes a TV trope page for a fanfic that hasn’t been updated in quite a few years?  It’s a new page!  That has one but SSLL doesn’t?  My mind’s blown.  I really need to finish re-writing it.

[tyranttortoise]

I don’t think it’s conceited at all.  It’s normal to want attention, or to feel happy over people wanting to spend time with you.  And in the case of SSLL, it’s 12 skeles all vying for that attention!

@kawaiiplum  You’re always such a sweetheart to me.  <3  Thank you!  You got exactly what was going on here.  Black was nervous as hell himself, so who’s to say the spring was really aimed at the Lady, anyway?  But we’ll find out more about that next time.  ;D

@gallathegalla  Yo, G, this is a heavier discussion that what I signed up for.  xP  But yeah, you’re right; fiction’s a place for exploration.  It’s like when people are giving each other death threats or--excuse me for going off-topic, but this came to mind-- that time someone put needles in a Frans creator’s cookie and I saw so many comments saying well she shouldn’t have drawn Frans, that’s what she deserved,  and it was terrifying because these monsters followed me, too.  Fanfiction (and fanart) is just that -- fiction.  You can’t take it as more than that.

Yep!  There are two big differences, however.  The Axe from SSLL is pre-Aliza; she hadn’t made it Underground yet when he got ripped from the timeline.  And the Axe in SSLL has eaten a human before, while in Horrortale canon, Sans did not eat humans.  This is the biggest discrepancy that bothers me, but I wrote it before that part of Horrortale had been written, soooo. 8D  It was way too late to go back and change it.  

I’m trying not to be too spoiler-y about the spring, but let’s just say if a person didn’t already have any deep-down romantic/physical attraction for the other person, then nothing would happen.  

Savio, it’s been a while!  <3  Don’t worry; Edge’s got plenty of action coming up soon-ish. ;D

Yes, perfect 

Oh yeah, Sans was basically just “hey buddy pal chum, don’t you dare take advantage of her while she’s been drinking” while Red just sweated and insisted that they were just watching the fireworks.  

@heart8beatx  I purposely leave this vague so it can be whatever headcanons you guys have.  The last time I tried to nail down an age for the skeletons, I got in an argument about Sans being a pedo for going after a 20-year-old Reader, and it left a sour taste in my mouth because that doesn’t make any sense.

BUT.  If you wanna know my personal hc’s, it’s that monsters have a crazy-long lifespan, and the skeles could be close to 100+.  By human standards, I’ve got ‘em in their mid-20′s, early 30′s, but take it all with a grain of salt because when it comes to their ages, I just kinda hand-wave at ‘em and shrug.  

I want this dream.  x]  I’m always happy to spread the Horrortale love!

Okay, so how do I sign up for these dreams??  I want to dream about my skelebaes!

#perfection

@itsthesinbin  Sure, I’m cool with that!  On Ao3, though, if a fic’s inspired by mine, it should be linked to mine. I’ve got a list of 48 inspired by fics that automatically appear at the end of the last chapter.  Although, I do often find other reverse harem fics with the nicknames Mutt, Axe, and Crooks that aren’t linked to mine lol.  If you mean that you’ve written something inspired by mine, you can always feel free to send it my way.