#Why are there so many tags for gaster???

[cyberfell-redux]

General Character Lore Part 4:

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If you asked the average monster what the biggest technical advancement monsterkind made while still underground was, most would tell you it was the core. A massive feat of engineering prowess, the core loomed over Hotlands and provided energy to all areas of the underground. There was not a single life it didn't touch, combining ambient magic and geo-thermal energy in a massive collider and energy storage device. If the core went down today, it would still contain enough energy to keep the lights on for everyone for 90 days - or nearly a year straight with clever rolling blackouts and other energy reduction techniques.

Even so, Wingding could not take all the credit for it. It took Sans' theory, and years of tinkering on smaller scale models with Alphys for the final design to be born - he was just the unlucky bastard forced to attend interviews and ceremonies for it. Alphys begged him for a pass and Sans.... well Sans was Sans - try to drag him somewhere he doesn't feel like being and the asshole just *poofs* away.

While the most well known project of his career, the most funded and the best received, the core was not his favorite project. He would smile for the reporters and tell them what an honor it was to work with the Royal Science Commission - how proud he was to be on the esteemed team - all day if he had to. No one really needed to know about his favorite, nor did anyone really care too much about it anyways.

From concept to the first launch, Wingding Gaster had spent the majority of his life working on the old UnderNet. No, not the glorified message board - the original UnderNet framework, including the servers that host the damn thing. if only he had been more assertive about making them pick a different name It served as a framework for all of his future projects: performing calculations for his work, running models of his projects, simulating outcomes of his experiments, and storing the massive amounts of data his work created. His being the operative word in the description above. WD Gaster has never been one to share his work, especially not a piece that was so important. Even so, there are things he is willing to trade for, and Alphys' specialties are one of them.

And so the deal was struck, he provided his theories and designs for a device that could fold material and magic, store the target in a sub pocket in the electro-magic field generated by the core, then allow it to be retrieved with the push of a button. In exchange, Alphys would have a dedicated server for number crunching and whatever else she wanted to run on his framework, along with credit for the release. even now, his pride insists that was his first mistake

That was not too special - yes it is convenient and yes when Alphys released it the device was wildly popular but that was a mere shadow of his real goal.

Everything made of magic has an expiration date. Unless more is added at regular intervals, any construct made of magic will disappear eventually as the magic loses stability and returns to a resting state with the ambient magic around it. Scans of the barrier indicated that no human mage had ever returned to add magic - content as they were to lock monsterkind underground and throw away the key. Even with the power derived from their seven souls it was clear the barrier would fall on its own eventually.

Yes, all calculations showed it was due to fall in approx. 99999 years.

Monsterkind had been trapped roughly 1,500 years ago, so it would only be another 98499 years until they would be free! Long lived as monsters are, longer lived as boss monster are, it was becoming clearer by the day that they would be extinct by the time the barrier fell.

Since the day the prince fell down, the day Asgore declared humanity to be their enemy, the day things became kill or be killed, monsterkind has done worse than stagnate. Content as they were to sublime themselves anyone with eyes could tell this could not continue.

Even so, he and his brothers would see the sun. They would not be turned to meaningless dust by this place, they would not disappear into nothing, they would not WOULD NOT fall here. He had promised it foolishly but he meant it - WD Gaster would find a way for them to make it. Not just until after the barrier fell either, no they would do better than survive to see the surface.

The king's plan of going to war with humanity didn't work for his parents and with the way things were going it was clear it wouldn't work the second time either. Sure they could probably get 6 more souls in less than 98499 years, they already had one, but with the way things were looking by the time the seventh soul was collected monsterkind would be a shell of the proud people they once were. Even if they lived that long, Asgore's philosophy would get the rest killed within weeks.

But what if they didn't have to follow the king's lead? What if they weren't relying on collecting human souls to break the barrier? What if there was a way for them, not the future generations of monsterkind but this generation to wait it out? If only there was a way to press pause on the underground until it was time for the barrier to fall...

Like most of his brilliant ideas, it began simply.

Make a simulacrum that could comfortably contain the minds and souls of every monster in the underground. It must contain the minds and souls, but because of the core's limitations their physical bodies need to be separated and sustained or the loss would kill any monster who tried to leave. He would control the parameters of the simulation, offering lots of variability in things to do and places to see to prevent... well insanity. He would also establish the rules to ensure no one would harm each other - not that it would do much good to try once he turns off pain reception and chemically inhibits their anger.

Yes, this idea was becoming very, very interesting.

It took years of work, years of lying to the king for funding for "a better way to keep human souls in stasis", years of lying to Sans on what the project was and what he needed to have built, years of... not going home as often as he promised BUT it would all be worth it. He'd do whatever his brothers asked of him, once he fixed things, once they were safe, once it was under his control.

The theory was proven with the storage of inanimate objects - he'd done all manner of tests; they went in and returned as if no time had passed at all for them. The simulation was built, the device for uploading souls and consciousness alike was functioning as expected (unfortunately, the Aaron who graciously volunteered could not be released back to the underground - his sacrifice in the name of science would be remembered), and the stage was set.

All that was left was to try it for himself, then he could solve everything for everyone - he is the royal scientist after all, what is his purpose, if not to find solutions?

[sysig]

I was inspired from on high (Patreon)

[skelecest]

epilogue to captivity / prologue to brotherhood

[levitheeldritch]

Skeletober (but it's just gaster) (late) day 2! Trading card.

Hmmn pokemans

He would enjoy the unowns

I gotta stop focusing so much on the shading

Art prompt and inspo below

@strawberryiso

[sheepalmighty]

After playing this new DeltaChapter I looked back at my 2017-ish Undertale doodles (done on laptop or phone) when the hyperfixation took hold, thought they're not bad, and cleaned them up a little here and there to post. At this point I'm sure they're all drawings that have been explored by others before but I'm hoping this helps me to stop focusing on nothing but these games for a while at least.

Mainly a bunch of Sans and Papyrus drawings I liked and some pre-accident hc stuff under the cut:

[wuwubean]

I’ve been seeing a huge fandom divide on if Gaster wrote the mysterious Valentine’s Day letter or not, and I want to know what the general consensus is, so I’ll put it up to a poll:

[ktdragonborn]

Another Spencer. (Chapter 4)

Carlton Lassiter X Female Reader (Shawn's Sister)

Summary: You finally moved back to California after almost 15 years away. When your mom and dad separated, your dad got Shawn and your mom took you. (Don't ask me why it's just what they agreed on). But now you're back! And you never expected to meet such a dashing Detective that would sweep you off your feet.

Characters: You, Carlton, Shawn and Gus, Juilet, Henry Spencer (dad), Madeleine Spencer (mom), Chief Karan Vick, mention of many other characters.

Warnings: None as of now! There will be smut and other graphic scenes as the story progresses.

~This story follows the show Psych. Plots from episodes are mentioned and some chapters will have you added to them. I do not own any characters from the TV Psych, just a big fan of the show and a bigger fan of our boy Lassie. I couldn't ever find something that hit my craving for Lassiter so here I am. This will also be a very long story. Very long. I'm starting it towards the end of Season 2 and plan on writing it throughout the whole show, skipping some episodes but in the end, it'll be very long.~

Please let me know what you think in the comments! Let me know if you wanna be added to the tag list too!

Spoilers for Gus and Shawn of the Dead!

Chapter 3

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You walked into the museum with Gus and Shawn. You hadn’t been here in such a long time, so much has changed. You followed the two men aimlessly and bumped into Shawn when he stopped walking. “Here it is!” he exclaimed and pointed to the giant T-Rex skull on display.

“This is the one you guys found?”

“Sure is!” Shawn beamed and you smiled, admiring the giant skull. 

“Paleo-sluth Shawn Spencer?” Gus questioned and you looked over to the plaque describing the T-Rex. It had a picture of Shawn but nothing of note for Gus. Well except for tiny letters that said “picture by Bruton Gaster”. 

“I know,” Shawn sighed.

“I dug that thing up too.”

“Gus, I know. I was appalled myself at first- sickened really. But then I noticed, look, they didn’t totally forget you.”

“Where?” Gus questioned and you started to laugh when you looked where Shawn was pointing. 

“At least they got your name right,” you joked and Gus glared at you. 

“Well, when I gave them the info I was driving through a tunnel.”

“I want a new plaque, Shawn,” Gus started and looked at your brother, “I want it tomorrow. I want my name in big yellow letters that blink.” Shawn lifted his hands above his head and flashed his fingers to symbolize the lights. You rolled your eyes and laughed, turning to see a woman approaching you. “And why won’t you tell me what this museum case is about?” You heard Gus ask and the female started talking. 

“Gentleman, and ma’am. Thank you for coming. Mr. Spencer,” the woman said and shook your brother's hand, “very good to see you again. And you must be Mr. Gastor.”

“Guster, Burton Guster,” Gus said sternly and shook the lady’s hand. 

“Mr. Guster,” she nodded in understanding. “And you?” she offered, looking at you and shaking your hand. 

“(Y/n) (L/n). I’m Shawn’s sister.”

“Nice to meet you,” she responded and gave you a soft smile. 

“I was just giving Gasty and my sister here all the specifics,” your brother interjected. You frowned because you and Gus knew nothing about the case. 

“Yes, well the exhibit just opened yesterday without a hitch. Then the alarm went off at 3:00 AM.”

“I was here at 5:00 AM,” Shawn said, smiling at you and Gus. You mentally checked that with Carlton’s story, knowing he had to deal with your brother in the early hours.

“You were not.”

“I was, I was working.”

“Doing what?” Gus frowned. 

“It was that private case I told you and (Y/n). Look, I don’t think we should bore Ms. Bridgewell here with the complexities of our cases.” Gus and Shawn started to argue about chasing a cheating boyfriend and you looked at who you now knew at Ms. Bridgewell. 

“I’m sorry about them, this arguing is a theme. They’re like an old married couple,” you laughed and she laughed too, giving you an understanding smile.

“I’m sure you’ve grown up with it?”

“Oh, it was constant when we were kids.”

“Anyway,” Shawn started, “Shall we continue?”

“Of course,” Ms. Bridgewell said and began to walk away, leading you to the exhibit. You noticed right away how Gus was on edge when you entered the mummy room. You stopped and looked at him. 

“Still won’t break the seal?”

“I am not getting haunted today, (Y/n),” Gus shook his head and stood his ground. 

“Shawn,” you called out to your brother as he was too engrossed with Bridgewell to see his best friend. You watched Shawn and Bridgewell turn to look at you and Gus. 

“Come on dude, I thought this was over in the sixth grade.”

“What’s wrong?” Ms. Bridgewell asked, very concerned about Guster.

“He won’t break the plane of the mummy room,” Shawn explained. “He’s afraid of being cursed.”

“He’s not that far off,” Ms. Bridgewell agreed. 

“Please don’t coddle him.”

“Fact: all those guys that unearthed Tut’s tomb- cursed. They’re all dead now.”

“Gus, of course they are, that was ages ago now,” you countered and he turned his nose up at you. “I’m gonna support you Gus but just have better sources to back you up.”

“Talk all you want, but the side of facts and logic wins.”

“Facts and logic are in the corner of the guy who thinks he’s gonna get his face melted off?”

“I’m not hearing it, Shawn,” Gus said and turned away from the three of you. You sighed and started to walk over to Gus. 

“Well you wanted to check the cameras, right?” Ms. Bridgewell asked and Shawn let out a defeated sigh. 

“Will you set foot in the security camera room?” Shawn asked and Gus stepped back and moved his hands in a sort of “lead the way” motion. You chuckled slightly and Shawn walked over to you two. You started following Gus and Ms. Bridgewell led you to the security room. 

“Here it is, you have access to all the cameras currently, but the footage from the night of the disappearance has already been moved to discs which we don’t have a way to actively watch here.”

“It's alright, we have the copies of the footage at our office,” you offered and Gus sat down in the chair. Bridgewell excused herself and the two men started looking at the cameras. 

“This system is better than I thought,” Shawn started to say. “If you make it out of one room you get picked up in the next one immediately.”

“Yeah,” Gus agreed and frowned at the screens. You hoisted yourself up on the desk and turned so you could see the monitors.

“I’m gonna try to beat the system,” Shawn said and stood up, beginning to walk out of the room. 

“All I gotta do is sit here? Fine.”

“We’ll communicate on the phone so give me a call,” Shawn bumped Gus’s shoulder as he left the room and Gus was quick to stop him. 

“No. You call me, or have (Y/n) do it.”

“I can’t do it,” you defended, “I need to keep my phone available for possible client calls.”

“Well this is my work phone,” Gus countered at you and looked back at Shawn. “I’m not paying for those minutes.”

“Gus, it’s usage minutes. It doesn’t matter which one of us makes the call.”

“Just call me,” Gus said sternly and Shawn sighed and left the room. You laughed and then Shawn walked back into the room. 

“I’m sorry I just can’t get over this, it’s a monthly plan-” Shawn started and you cut him off.

“We’ll talk about it later,” you laughed and turned your attention to the screens. You and Gus spent about all day watching and finding Shawn on the screens. You were both able to spot him easily. Your phone started ringing quickly after Gus’ died. You expected it to be Shawn but it wasn’t. It was your mom. You were shocked, you thought she was still out of the country. “I gotta take this Gus, I’ll meet up with you guys later, okay?”

“Sure thing, (Y/n). See you later.” You walked out of the room and bumped into Shawn. 

“Where are you going?” 

“I gotta take this phone call, I told Gus I’d meet up with you guys later. It's late too, meet tomorrow at Psych?”

“Who’s calling?” Shawn asked and tried to look at your phone.

“It’s dad,” you lied quickly. “I’m sure he just wants to grab a bite to eat or something. Keep me updated with everything,” you said and kissed your brother on the cheek. Be safe.”

“You too, sis. See you tomorrow.”

You walked out of the museum and answered your phone on the last ring. “Hello?”

“(Y/n), what took so long?”

“Sorry, mom. I was with Shawn and Gus. I had to go outside before I could answer.”

“Why is that?”

“Mom, it's been so long since you and Shawn talked. I didn’t want it to be through me,” you explained and got into your car. 

“You always were the cautious one, Penguin.” You rolled your eyes at the nickname. Your mom had a thing for birds apparently, Shawn was Goose and you were Penguin.

“Shawn and I have been great recently and I don’t wanna ruin that. I’m choosing to stay out of any situation that could hinder our relationship.”

“How are you and your dad?”

“We’re good too. He’s been very happy to have me back in town. We’re trying to figure out weekly or bi-weekly family dinners with Shawn and Gus,” you kept talking to your mom as you started driving your car, heading to your house.

“And how is Guster?”

“He’s a pharmaceutical salesman now, and he’s quite good at him. He and Shawn run a small business together but I’ll let them tell you more about that.”

“Their friendship has always been one I admired,” you could hear your mom smiling over the phone, she did love her kids, all three of you. 

“Where are you calling from Mom? I didn’t expect to hear from you until you were back in the States.”

“I am back in the States,” she said and you felt your heart drop.

“Well, Mom, why didn’t you email me or something and let me know you were coming back home? I told you I’d meet you in Colorado for a catch-up.”

“Well, Penguin, I didn’t want to interrupt your life in California. I knew you would be popular not only with your brother and father but with others in the area. How’s your love life?”

“Mom!”

“I’m kidding Penguin, I’m kidding. I mean I know I’m right but you can tell me all about it when I see you on Saturday.”

“What?”

“Yeah, I’m coming to California. Your father didn’t tell you?”

“I’m guessing he assumed you would tell me. You and I have a different relationship than the one you have with Shawn.”

“Well your father and I were planning to get dinner on Saturday night with you and your brother,” your mom explained and you sighed deeply. “What’s wrong?”

“I can’t do dinner, unfortunately. I can get breakfast on Sunday though.”

“Why can’t you do Saturday?”

“Well, going back to my love life, I have a date on Saturday night. Normally I would move it but it’s with a detective and you of all people know how crazy their schedules can be.”

“How exciting!” Your mom exclaimed. 

“Yeah, apparently it's in the Spencer blood to fall in love with a detective.”

“You’re in love??”

“No- Mom! I was making a joke because Shawn has the hots for a different detective. Don’t you dare tell him I told you that!”

“I won’t Penguin, the secret is safe with me.”

“Why are you coming to California anyway?”

“For work, I’m doing psych evals on current and new personnel in law enforcement.”

“For how long?” 

“A couple of weeks, I’ll be going around the state but home base will be in Santa Barbara.”

“At least we’ll have plenty of time to catch up,” you said and you pulled into your driveway, parking your car and turning it off. 

“Well, I look forward to seeing you, Penguin.”

“Me too, mom. I’ll see you soon. Love you.”

“And I love you,” your mom said and you smiled as you hung up the phone call. You had decided to let your dad tell Shawn that your mom was coming into town. Especially since you weren’t gonna be able to make it to the Saturday night dinner. 

~Your worst inhibitions~

You waited for a phone call all Sunday. Trying your best to not worry about Shawn and Gus. It was odd that neither of them had called you yet. You finally decided just to go to Psych and see if they were there. When you walked in, you saw Gus sitting at his desk and Shawn was writing on the clear whiteboard they had. “What the hell guys?” you asked as you walked into the room. They both looked happy to see you as if nothing had happened. 

“(Y/n)!” Shawn exclaimed and held his arms out to you for a hug. 

“No, you don’t get a hug. I expected to hear from you guys, letting me know where to meet you!”

“Oh yeah, Gus’s phone died and I dropped mine.”

“Gus, you don’t have a personal phone?”

“No. My work phone is all I have.”

“Ridiculous,” you mumbled and sat on Shawn’s desk. “Well, tell me what I missed.”

“We found the security guard, dead in a fridge at the musem.”

“Lassiter exhumed a body,” Gus added and your jaw dropped. 

“He did what?” “He exhumed the body of that Wyles guy. Something to do with an inconclusive autopsy.”

“Okay…”

“Oh, and the security guard was strangled to death. But they couldn’t get fingerprints off of his neck because the hands were wrapped in cloth,” Shawn explained.

“And Juliet told us that the fibers weren’t from here. In fact, they were from another country, and they were old.”

“So the mummy actually killed someone?”

“That’s the leading theory we’ve got right now. And now we’re working backward.”

“Show me what you’ve got,” you said and Shawn explained everything that happened involving the mummy. After he explained that the mummy did not have any incidents at the other museums, it was clear that this museum was the problem. 

“We have to go back to the museum,” Shawn mumbled and started to gather his belongings. 

~Gonna Psych you out in the end~

“This is as close as I get to the museum, Shawn,” Gus said and planted his feet on the ground. 

“Wow, this place really messed you two up,” you mumbled and looked at Gus. Right as Shawn was about to take some steps forward a man in a wheelchair came out from behind the boxes in the loading bay. He was frowning at all of you and you had to try your best not to frown back at him. 

“My name is Shawn Spencer, I’m working with Sophie and the museum. These are my partners, Paddy Simcox and Tiny Dancer,” you and Gus both looked at Shawn before turning your attention to the man in front of you. He looked confused at your names and Shawn continued to talk to the man. “We’re wondering if you have any documentation on the arrival of the rock’em sock’em mummy.”

“Rahmentottem,” You corrected.

“Or any instances of things exploding for no apparent reason?” Gus added to the question and your brows furrowed. 

“I don’t know nothing, and I don’t think you guys should be in here,” the man said, his snark clearing dripping from his tone. Gus started to leave and you stopped him before he could get very far. 

“Maybe I should tell Sophie that you’re not being very helpful,” Shawn threatened and the man gave up more information. 

“Listen, all I have security access for is this room.”

“Well, then let us know what happens here, man!” Shawn exclaimed, his voice coming out whiney. 

“Fine,” the man gives in a little bit, very obviously annoyed with your presence. “The thing shows up, a museum rep comes and does an inspection, and then we put it out on the floor,” the man explained and Shawn spun around and discovered something.

“Dude,” he said and hit Gus’s arm. “It's a tripod, I told you that was a tripod,” he said and started jogging towards the tripod he had spotted in the grass. Gus started off after Shawn and you sighed in defeat. You muttered a thank you to the man and ran after your brother. You noticed at this point someone in a bright orange jacket running away from Shawn and Gus. You decided to run around the shrubbery, running to a parking lot. You spotted a car right next to the grass where the person in orange would have been going towards. You walked up to it and leaned against the car, smirking as the person in orange ran to the car but stopped when they saw you. Gus and Shawn ran up, close behind the person in orange. 

“I’m sorry!” she looked at you and looked back at your brother and Gus. Gus gave you a look of bewilderment, wondering how you got here so fast. “I know I promised not to shoot there anymore and I know you guys said you’d call the cops, but I only need one more night for my project to be done.”

“Your project?” Gus questioned. 

“My film project! Aren’t you guys with the…”

“Yes we are,” Shawn finished her sentence. 

“With who?”

“Whoever you think we are.”

“The museum?”

“Yes. Exactly. And you’re a film student?”

“Yes, working on the night cycle,” she said and she smiled a bit, “It's my thesis. It's just the lifecycle of a wildflower at the top of the hill.”

“Whoa, whoa, whoa,” Shawn interrupted her, “the name of your film is Night Cycle?”

“What’s wrong with that?” Gus asked.

“Well, it's kind of boring. Unless it’s about a motorcycle that comes to life at night and solves crime and does sweet wheelies.”

“I’d watch that,” you added and nodded with Shawn.

“Listen, the girl said to try and get back on topic. “I already told the other guy that you can hardly see the museum in the background.” You stood up straight and stared at her. 

“You have footage of the museum?”

“Yeah, but it won’t infringe on anyone's copyright, I can guarantee it.” You looked at Shawn and he looked at you with a knowing look. 

“Do you have stuff from Tuesday night?” Shawn asked.

“Yeah, but not on me,” she and you looked at Shawn and Gus, all nodding. 

“We need to see that footage.”

~I know, you know~

You all sat around the computer screen as the girl pulled up all her footage. She pulled her hair out of her hat and Shawn and Gus immediately started to pay closer attention to her. You rolled your eyes and your phone started ringing. You looked at it and saw it was Carlton. You stood up and walked into the hallway, leaning against the doorframe so you could still hear and see what Shawn and Gus were looking at. “Hello?” you answered casually, even though you were excited he was calling.

“Hi, (Y/n). It's Carlton.”

“What a welcome surprise.”

“I know, sorry to call you at such a random hour.”

“Not a problem, Detective. Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I just wanted to know if you’d be available for breakfast tomorrow,” you smiled and thought about your day tomorrow. 

“I can, but it’d have to be pretty early. My first client tomorrow comes in at 9 AM.”

“I can make that work,” Carlton sounded happy over the phone. You smiled when suddenly Gus came charging into you, pushing you out of the way. You gasped at the impact and frowned at him. You glazed back at the computer and saw it. The mummy walking out of the museum. 

“I’m sorry Carlton, I have to go,” you said, your words leaving you slowly. “I’ll call you back in a little bit,” you said and hung up the phone before Carlton even had a chance to say goodbye. 

“Gus?” Shawn asked as you walked back to your brother. 

“He just ran past me. I can’t believe it,” you said astonished. The girl flipped to the next picture and you noticed the taillights of the van were on. “Shawn look,” you pointed. 

“Good spot, (Y/n),” your brother said and the girl moved to the next frame. The van was gone. 

“Dude, he took that van!”

“A 3,000-year-old mummy knows how to drive?” You asked sarcastically. 

“We know how he got away now,” Shawn countered and you shrugged. 

“Great, now we've got a mummy on the loose,” Gus sighed. “We need to call the police.”

“Not yet,” Shawn said and looked at the pictures as the girl cycled through them. “I know that van.”

“You know where it is?” Gus asked. 

“Unless it's moved in the last two hours, I do,” Shawn said and ran out of the room, you and Gus quickly followed. 

When you guys got back to the museum, the van was there. You were in the back of Gus’s blueberry and Shawn didn’t move his seat up for you to get out. You let out an exasperated sigh but soon the men got back in the car. You saw the van take off and Gus started turning the vehicle around. After the third time of him backing up and pulling forward you sighed. “What is this? Austin Powers?!?”

“Dude, they’re not even gonna be in California by the time you're done!” Shawn exclaimed. Shawn and Gus started arguing. Finally, Gus figured it out and you all took off after the van. It was driving down a county road, one you had never been down before. Suddenly the van made a crazy sharp turn and almost flipped. 

“Holy crap,” you whispered and Gus slowed down, parking where the van went off the road. You looked out the windshield and saw the van was crashed into a tree. 

“Come on,” Shawn said and started to get out of the car.

“I’m not going out there!” Gus exclaimed and you started to slip into the passenger seat so you could get out of the car. 

“Gus, whoever’s down there hit  a tree, they're incapacitated, they’re not moving.”

“They might need help, Gus,” you offered. Your voice was small, not expecting this night to go this way at all. 

“Alright fine,” Gus huffed and looked at Shawn. “I’m bringing my bat,” Gus said and went to his trunk to get the bat he had. You checked the car for a flashlight and found two. You and Shawn both took a flashlight as you three slowly approached the van. Your heart was pounding, and your steps were light. You shined your flashlight on the driver’s side mirror, hoping to blind any assailant that may be in there. “Guys…I think…” Gus started and trailed off. “I think this may be the most terrifying moment of my life.”

“You’re confronting it head-on. So proud of you, buddy,” Shawn whispered and stopped when he heard rustling from beyond the car. He shined his flashlight out there but you couldn’t see anything. “I think I just saw someone running away in the woods…”

“The door is cracked,” you whispered and pointed at it. 

“I don’t think anyone is here,” Shawn said and the two men approached the door more rapidly. 

“How sure are you?”

“Farily to pretty damn,” Shawn said and Gus sighed, spinning in a 360 to check his surroundings. You approached the driver's door and shined your flashlight in the window. You screamed and Gus turned around to find himself face to face with a mummy. You grabbed Gus and shoved your face into his chest. 

“Shawn?” Gus trailed off and out of the corner of his eye, he could see his best friend high tailing it back to the car. He frowned and put his arm around you. He walked you back to the car and you all got the situation. 

“That was a real mummy,” you mumbled and wrapped your arms around yourself. 

“We’ll drop you off at the office, (Y/n),” Gus said and you whispered a ‘thank you’. You needed to get to your house anyway and prepare for tomorrow. It was Monday after all. 

The drive to the office was quiet. Shawn had told Gus that once you were dropped off they needed to go to the police department right away. “Thanks, guys,” you said and got out of the car and walked towards yours.

“We’ll call you tomorrow, (Y/n),” Shawn said and gave you a smile. You nodded and waved at the two men and hopped into your car. Speaking of tomorrow, you needed to call Lassiter back. Before you called him, you looked at your schedule for tomorrow and noticed you had about a three-hour lunch, mainly because you didn’t have any clients booked for that time, but that would be a better time for you and Carlton to meet. You dialed his number and it rang for a while before he finally picked up. 

“Lassiter,” his voice was stern and tired, you could tell he had been working all day. 

“Hi Carlton, it’s me.”

“Oh, (Y/n). Sorry, I didn’t look who was calling before I answered.”

“No need to apologize I’m sure you’re busy. Sorry about hanging up on you so fast, something happened that needed my full attention.”

“Not a problem, I know you have your own life.”

“Well, I was just calling to ask if you’d rather get lunch tomorrow. It’ll give us more time than breakfast. I’m available from noon to three.”

“I can do that,” he agreed and you smiled. “I may not be able to enjoy the full three hours, even with this late shift I’ll have a lot to work on regarding this case.”

“I’m just glad I can get some time with you,” you smiled and you heard Carlton laugh. 

“Yeah, I can’t promise that my schedule with always be this forgiving.”

“Trust me, I know. I’m counting myself lucky already. My dad and mom were always struggling to find good date nights.”

“Well I-” you heard Carlton start and then you heard his name called. You could hear voices but you couldn’t tell what they were saying. “Yeah, I’ll be right there,” Carlton said and turned his attention back to you. “(Y/n), I’m sorry.”

“Go save the world, hero, I’ll call you tomorrow and figure out where we can meet up,” you said and Carlton laughed. 

“I look forward to it, see you tomorrow, (Y/n).”

“Have a good night, Carlton,” you said and hung up the phone. You took a deep breath and started your car. Tonight may have been scary but you have a bright tomorrow to look forward to.

Chapter 5.

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Taglist:

.@capitanostella

[sovlstr]

Maria Giovanni x Sans Gaster

The wolf and willing mouse

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General rant involving personal matters and past trauma, check tags for reference.

As much as I enjoy tumblr, I find that anytime I use it I am doomed to come across things I don’t like. I mean, thats a given, but when its past the “2016 ship and let ship phase” of the internet, it gets tiresome. “Why cant we bring back 2015 internet when everyone was chill with random incest?” because most of us were barely pushing middle school and most definitely didn’t know better. Call it a failure of the adult fanbase, introducing amino and tumblr and deviantart to many young and impressionable people that came to see it as normalized. Thankfully, most of us have moved on and realized the faults of the past- our parents, or a lack thereof- and the enablers of the fandom that got away scot free.

It comes as no surprise that me, and many others, are not particular fans of the “solygbm” story, with its slander of characterization- Sans a rapist, Grillby a pedophile, abuse fetish, and ever so diligent self inserting of the author. Thats not to slander it- if you’re into the taboo, just indulge responsibly in designated areas is all I ask. I do come to find it repulsive though, as a “victim” to it. You would think that even as an ex frans and sans fangirl, I’d be more tolerant to it. Well, ex proshipper, as result of 7-10 years sca. The amino incidents… did make it worse but hey, character development or something.

It was never something publicly shared or indulged in- I think I knew better- but god did it fuck me. I do indeed blame the incest I was exposed to as a child, apparently was so normalized to the fault I hadn’t realized it until maybe, 13-14. Once hating that I’d become the example every anti use(proship affects young people and reality yadda ya). But there is such a fortunate truth in that argument. Thankful to god I had a mother who supported me through it all, god bless her sweet heart. Regretting the things I was enabled in- yea, looking at you RivenSkies on Amino. Imma catch you one day, you and that guy who harassed 12 year me for drawing humanized Rarity in random deviantart outfits.

Besides those faults, the problem with aus and is that one really can’t disconnect from that part of the fandom, being such a significant fixation and infouence that would issue losing some of my most valued friends. People that I’ve come to trust as of now, which is why I’m fine with people knowing this. I’ve simply decided to, for my own sake, stray away from the fandom itself. Undertale AUs, I mean.

Fiction is such a major component of reality. If I physically didn’t feel myself cringe and my heart sink a little lower every time I stumbled upon- and you know who you are- a frans post, when I’ve done what I can to reduce the sight from my mind, then I wouldn’t argue that fact so much. But it really does. Especially when its characters you have watched and mimicked for such a large majority of your life. Let’s face it- every fandom is fucked up. It seems the more innocent the game the more dubious its fans are. I really cant figure it out why but honestly, the aus and stories are the main factor keeping this fandom alive. Thats the charm of it all.

Anyway, backtracking from my thoughts on this favorite fandom of mine. I’ve decided that for my own sake, I spend a bit less time on this platform. Even all its gifts and glory, I really just can’t risk my happiness for something so rapant in the fandom. Im thankful for the people who have made this experience the best it was. Sorry if I scared anyone, this sounds awfully lot like a goodbye note LOL. Just expect activity to be ~3/4 times a week, short spurts of checking in and saying hi. Instagram- with Tiktoks awauted ban and increase of dubious content(cant search up anything without seeing 🌽), has became my safe haven. I have a larger audience, more actives oomfs, so much content to explore and hopefully better filtered tags. Feel free to reach me, whether on Insta or just here.

Final note! I will be posting all chapters of Don Dew here soon given the risk of ao3 being banned as well. I also barely use the latter and prefer what I’m used to. Thank you for reading ^_^

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[othertalearchive]

Othertale and its characters, story, osts, drawings and animations belong to superyoumna. Every other au character not in Othertale belong to their respective creators.

Here is a link to masterpost, and here is a link to the Google doc I made.

Not everything here, such as the sans hazard comics, epic sanses, and the abyss team, is strictly canon to Othertale or Color/Gaster, but why not put it in?

Things are not reblogged in order or anything, it’s just sorted via tags which i sometimes probably forgot. Anything reblogged here for awhile is probably queued, and i won’t go through and sort anything until the queue is empty.

Tags to look into so far:

#asks, #drawing, #color!sans, #color & gaster, #fishbones siblings, #skelebros, #shade!gaster, #core!frisk, #0thertale c0mics.

#animation, #music, #video, #core!frisk, #caring short, #experiment short, #masterpost, #six human souls, #color spectrum duo, #epic sanses, #abyss team, #ivory!undyne.

#sage!papyrus, #the tale starts here, #bth, #bth2, #it’s not over yet, #so many questions, #reference, #*what’s a star?, and #sans hazard.

Other Tags:

#archivist answers: I, the creator of this blog but not the AU, answer related or unrelated asks.

#archivist thoughts: posts or asks where I give my own personal opinion on something.

[ask-returntale]

INTRODUCTORY POST

Welcome to @ask-returntale! This blog is run by @wiltedsystem, though my UT/DR blog is @stained-glass-spirit.

You can begin the story HERE. It will be told in a partially interactive format, with asks serving as filler entertainment in the downtime as well as other driving forces of the story.

You can view the soundtrack HERE.

Please read the Q&A under the cut for more information about my UT/DR AU and what will be put on this blog.

"What is RETURNTALE?"

RETURNTALE is an AU focused on a particular timeline based on Undertale, post-True Pacifist, where Frisk 'saved' Flowey from being stuck in the Underground - though, unlike most other takes on this premise, nothing special happened until approximately ten years later.

It was an extraordinarily boring affair til then. Understandably, Flowey hadn't been happy about being trapped in a flowerpot for the last decade or so. Something had to change...

As for more details, well. Everything will be revealed in time. Many years of torment and suffering will be unfurled before you, layers peeled back until you reach the CORE of this world. I hope you're ready to join me on this journey.

"What characters are central to this AU?"

Flowey/Asriel, Frisk, and a new human named Ash will be the primary focus, with secondary focus given to the Dreemurr family as a whole. Additional lore and depth will be added and explored surrounding the baphii (boss monsters) as well.

In contrast, meta-narrative elements such as Gaster's presence will be considered, but mostly ignored in favor of some other things we have planned for you. Besides... for a story like this, a different puppetmaster is more appropriate, don't you think?

Fret not, your other favorites will probably RETURN in some capacity too - they just aren't the stars of the show, so you can't ask them questions. Only the main three can hear your inquiries.

"How should I refer to (Character)?"

Ash, bodily, uses any pronouns and is genderfluid, so that one is up to you and your preference. You may depict those stats on type or paper or whatever else as you please.

As Ash is a plural system, for individual alters, things may be more specific. This section is in hell so come back later when I've iced it.

As for the ones you Actually came here to see...

Not unlike canon, Frisk uses they/them and is otherwise unlabeled. This will not change.

Flowey uses exclusively it/its when I refer to them but doesn't actually give a shit, Asriel will respond to anything masculine or neutral, and...?

Oh, you'll have to wait for the rest of those names. I've come up with them, but I don't need you to know them quite yet.

Check back here later.

"Why does AshSys look like a chibi version of you?"

It was made in my image. I don't think they're all very happy about it.

"What content warnings should I be aware of?"

I would consider this blog to be rated somewhere around late T or early M, probably. Consider it for older audiences but non explicit.

Most topics presented within Undertale - as well as many aspects pulled from Deltarune - will be touched upon, including the absolute eldritch mindfuck that comes from living in a video game world, or something adjacent to it anyway.

There also will be sexual topics and violence discussed or portrayed (gasp! the horror!) because it's been ten years and sometimes adults like sex and violence. Hopefully not in the same breath without prior consent, though. This will include gore in the future, though again, not graphically so.

But yes, generally assume this blog will end up sort of strange, at times upsetting, and relatively unhinged. I will try my best to make this story intriguing in tandem.

"Can I dub this / make fanart / etc?"

Yes, please just link to me either here or @wiltedsystem for credit if you use any of my assets or designs. If you post a video to YouTube, please tag @/WILTEDSYS (no slash).

[sinner-shark]

Working on a Sans OC(basically??). He’s called Key, some in universe call him G!Sci, he’s basically a part of Sans that fell into Gaster’s creation with him. If you recognize that white soul, you’ll see that he’s connected to Aftertale. Specifically, he’s connected to the Aftertale Error was from. I’ll elaborate under the cut

EDIT: I’m changing his name! Debating on what to change it too(or even if I’ll change it haha), but I’ll just be tagging him as Sans* for now.

After(heh) Geno suddenly went missing, After!Sans tried to go look for him. So he went looking towards the Void, and pulled…something out. Key. A missing part of him he didn’t know he was missing in the first place.

Unfortunately, pulling Key out of the Void was not the best thing to this already kinda fucked and slightly unstable timeline.

Long story short, the world kind of ended. The timeline didn’t get completely erased into an empty one, but it definitely wasn’t “Aftertale” anymore. Key was basically the only one who remained in the empty world, managing to capture the souls of Frisk and Sans and us holding onto them.

He stays in New Home, in the Underground, the place where Sans and his family lived before…the incident. It’s completely empty, save for him and the two souls. All he knows is that he wants to be whole again, but he can’t do that without retrieving Geno’s part of the soul. After he’s whole, he’s almost certain that he’ll be able to use Frisk’s soul to Reset, to make things as they should be. He’s also trying to pull the others, like Gaster, out of the Void, but so far he’s been unsuccessful.

However. One day, someone from outside of his universe stumbles through. They have this key that when used on certain doors, can open a portal to other universes. Somehow, the key brought that person here, to the broken Aftertale.

Then more people show up. And more. All because of these keys. Naturally, Key takes an interest in this. He finds a key of his own, but doesn’t really want to leave. It feels wrong. But with so many people coming to him, each with unique little souls and worlds, why not…experiment a bit? With their consent, of course. Maybe it could help him with his own soul issues.

Somehow, this ends up with Key becoming the leader of the Skeleton Keys, a group dead set on helping protect the multiverse in their own little ways. Key could care less. He just wants to be whole again, but the more resources he has to find his missing part? The better.

He has no clue that Error is his missing part…until he actually meets him of course. Even with his data being so corrupted, Key can tell that Error is the Geno he was looking for.

Luckily, Error has no idea about the Skeleton Keys. They’re a very underground(heh) group. The moment he does, however…oh boy.

[mttcafe]

I’m back!!!!!! do you have any UT or DR merch you wanna show off? :3

YES!!! sooo much. i'll attach everything and then yap under the cut about them. long post incoming! sorry!!!

okay so starting out! i have my plushie collection. i have sans, papyrus, flowey, lancer, and two chapter two ralseis that my bf got me the second he released. one of them is wearing the butler outfit. i got one for free because my first one had stains on arrival. so now i have a second to wear the costume! i also have bootleg sans and papyrus and bootleg asriel.

i have all of the nendoroids sans spamton. the undertale cast is displayed on one shelf and ralsei on another. undyne broke into toriel's house and took the pie that's why she's not on her mountain.

i have the fangamer undertale vinyl boxset! i have the first run boxart with gaster on it [picture included]. he is not in any prints you can get now. i own the fangamer deltarune chapter one and two vinyls as well.

for one of my holy grail pieces of merch, i own the iam8bit undertale vinyls! they stopped making them a long time ago. you can find them average between the 100-200+ range. but the real holy grail is the 7" vinyl. it's in the first picture and then there's a picture of the vinyl attached. it has dogsong on it. it was a preorder bonus for the original vinyl and there were NOT many made because the vinyl went up for preorder in 2015 or 16 iirc. i have only seen like four listings for the dogsong vinyl ever and most sit in the several hundred dollar range. i bought a bundle of the original soundtrack AND the dogsong vinyl for one hundred and fourty dollars. AN INSANE COP. i won. I WON!!!! i had been looking for a good listing for YEARS.

i have quite a few pins although i would like more. i have the flowey fanclub pin, the lancer bike pin. the fanmade ones i own are both mettaton + a ralsei button that i made. on this backpack i also have the mewmew keychain. they stopped selling her a while ago so i had to find her second hand. it was also EXTREMELY difficult to find a listing for her!! but i found one for 15. only two over retail. yay!

i have the cyber city desk mat. i love it very much. i have the nubert beanie that my friend bought me. thanks casper. i have the undertale collectors edition for the switch, and the undertale art book. i have an eshop card that was never active i'm not gonna lie to y'all i just swiped that thing one day. no harm done it's just a piece of cardboard. i own the game on pc, switch, and my xbox. if i owned a ps4 you best believe i'd own it there too. i plan on getting one someday and 60% of the reason is for the ps4 dynamic theme and so i can play all versions of undertale. also i have a lot of undertale stickers and tags, mostly the bonuses from fangamer and such. plus a few art cards from there. oh! and my bf made me that cup + coaster. i love it. when the cup is set down it squishes ralsei.

now for the clothes that i have! i own two sans jackets from fangamer [not pictured i forgor]. i got one in a size too big so had to get a second. i have the shirt showtime, disruption, your best nightmare [it has a little flowey on the back!], the fifth anniversary shirt [it has a bunch of quotes from the game on the back. i love it.], the deltarune hoodie, and the flowey scarf.

as for unofficial clothing, i have two hoodies from etsy. one of them is a chara hoodie, and the other one is a lancer inspired hoodie with a spade that comes down over your face! it's so cool despite the fact i can't see out of it.

i also have a few kandi bracelets that i made and a golden flower headband i made for a cosplay. and with that.. i think that may be it..! i have a few pieces of merch that i really want but that could go into a seperate post. thank you so much for asking! i could talk about this forever haha. if i forgot anything i'll mention it. i'm very forgetful.

shoutout to all the people that have helped me cultivate this collection. a lot of these are gifts or things i've made myself broke buying.

[floofanflurr]

Twenty Questions for Fic Writers

Thank you for the tag @sneakyfox55! I don't normally do tag games, but this one looks really fun. (What author doesn't want the chance to ramble about their writing?) (This one is also copy/paste, so I'm less worried about clogging up people's dashes)

I'm going to put it under a cut since this is pretty long!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

As of now? 9! (But I have more than 35 fics in progress in my drafts that aren't posted.)

2. What’s your total AO3 word count?

129,647! But like, triple that (or more) if you want to count unposted stuff.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Undertale!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1. Heart on the Table

2. How to Defeat a Human in 6 Easy Steps

3. faux pas

4. How to Comfort a Panicking Child

5. How to Help a Human in 2 Easy Steps

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Yes!!! I love responding!!! I'm behind horribly right now because of my work's busy season, but I plan to catch back up! It's so fun to get to talk to people about the things I've poured my heart and soul into, you know? And I'm always glad to get to thank the people that took the time to leave a comment! It's a bit hard to keep up sometimes, though.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

"Is it Home Without You?" definitely. I'm still really proud of that fic, and it's part of a series with a happy ending, but the actual oneshot is the immediate aftermath of Gaster's lab accident from Sans's PoV. So, uh. Dead dad that no one but you remembers (not even your little brother) is pretty angsty. It's a step away from the norm for me, since normally I only write things with happy endings. But since this is part of a series that has a happy ending, I suppose my brain allowed me to end it off on a bittersweet (sad and angsty) note.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

This is really hard to say! I like big, happy endings, so most of my stuff gets them! Probably.... Hmmm. Either faux paus or How to Defeat a Human in 6 Easy Steps

8. Do you get hate on fics?

For the most part? No. (And I will always be grateful for the kind people that have picked me back up after I've been shot down in the past.)

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind?

None you'll ever find under this username! I try to keep it family friendly here. ...Welllll, depending on if you count fics that tackle trauma and child murder in them family friendly.

10. Do you write crossovers? What’s the craziest one you’ve written?

I haven't written any cross fandom crossovers! ...I have, however, been guilty of writing cross fic crossovers (none posted). I like to make my characters from different fics interact with each other. I've also done some crossovers for fun with my friends, making our characters interact. All still Undertale fandom, though! The craziest one is probably "How to Adopt an Interdimensional Traveler" which may be posted at some point. It's a crossover between Heart on the Table, and my How To: series. What, you're telling me Papyrus has TWO children to deal with now? (Here, have the first little bit of that because I love it. And I love Papyrus.)

Step One: Find out their name “FRISK!” Papyrus’s voice was not a shriek. No. He was perfectly composed as he stared down at the… little Frisk in front of him.  The very little Frisk. There was a familiar thumping behind him as… his Frisk crashed down the stairs in their familiar clumsy way. For all the elegance they displayed in battle, that did not tend to follow them home. He partially whirled around to face them, keeping… mini Frisk in his sight at the same time.  “What’s up, Dad?” Mini Frisk made a small noise that may have been confusion as they rapidly looked between him and their larger counterpart. “…Dad?” Oh.  Hm.  Yes.  That was. A thing. Apparently Papyrus had two children now. 

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not that I know! And I sure hope not!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope! That would be cool as heck, though!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

None that are posted! But I like to write with my friends, sometimes.

14. What’s your all time favourite ship?

Surprisingly! Not Undertale! (Though I do like Alphyne!) Zukka! (Zuko x Sokka, Avatar the Last Airbender) I've loved that ship for years, and even though I'm not really in the AtLA fandom anymore, it still has a very close place in my heart.

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Hmmmm. Again, nothing posted. I don't post fics unless they have a first draft completely written to prevent that kind of thing. (Though, I do rewrite stuff, and that can cause pretty big posting delays. But if for some reason I can't find the motivation to finish my rewrites, I could always just slap my first draft up so that it's not completely unfinished before I'd abandon it completely.) Of my fics not posted, though? I've got a fic called "Ghost of You" which is a fated soulmate dusttale!papyrusXreader fic. I hope I can finish it one day, but... well. I'm not sure if I will or not.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Characterization, and internal dialogue, I think! I like to think I'm pretty good at writing a character in such a way that even if you pick just a sentence at random, you know who's head you're in. Or, perhaps my strength is hurt/comfort in general...

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

It used to be dialogue, though I'm working to get better at that! I also struggle sometimes when it comes to making sure that the pace is engaging and that we aren't just stuck in someone's internal thoughts for 5 paragraphs. Gotta break that up with some stuff actually happening!

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

Very cool, and a great way to show characters that speak other languages than the one you are in the PoV of!

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Well... the fic itself is long gone, but! I wrote for Ouran Highschool Host Club when I was like 12.

20. Favourite fic you’ve written?

DON'T MAKE ME CHOOSE! HOW COULD YOU ASK ME TO CHOOSE BETWEEN MY CHILDREN? MY BABIES! ...Heart on the Table has a special place in my heart though.

No pressure tags (only if you want! this is just for fun!): @lizavet @timeofjuly @humankk and anyone that wants to!

Also... Shall I dare? invoke the potential wrath of a god(ess)?

I dare. I'm curious about the answers (if the goddess does deign to answer this mortal/jk) @llamagoddessofficial (please feel free to just ignore if you want!)

[mixed-game-nerd]

URL song tag name

I'm too scared to tag anyone else-

@redm3tal - creator? of URL song tag game

@codecan

@eryingsfate

Username is long so I put divider

Monster - Skillet

I can't decide - Scissor Sisters

X (fuck) Hind's Hall - Macklemore 🍉

Rush E - Sheet Music Boss

Demons - Imagine Dragons

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Gone gone gone - Phillips Phillips

American Pie - Don McLean

Monster - Imagine Dragons

Eyes blue like the Atlantic - Sista Prod

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Natural - Imagine Dragons

BE Kind - Halsey

Readymade - Ado

Dr Gaster - Shadrow

(i know i cheated, shhhhhhhhh)

Ok but why do I have so many "W" songs and almost no "E" songs

[ao3feed-undertale1]

Reality Gets Punched In The Face With Disastrous Results More At Six You Filthy Animals

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53992837 by DistantManiacalLaughter This is the very long, very arduous story of a skeleton named W.D Gaster. He’s a kind skeleton, a cheerful one, with good morals and perhaps a tad amount of mad scientist in him. He has a good job, two wonderful sons, and he is screaming, because he’s been torn out of reality with as much delicacy as a predator has for a mauled animal. He has done — and I stress! — absolutely nothing to deserve this. He is a good man, in a horrible situation. He thinks he’s at rock bottom, but I’ve just whipped out a shovel. (To give you a proper idea of what you’re in for: Frisk dies about two minutes in, the player resets so much they actually break something important, I smash Gaster down into his core elements then slowly piece him back together again in the name of freedom, and the universe reacts about as well as one might expect. I go ape OC-ifying the Gaster followers. Distant, Maniacal Laughter.) (Fight me, Maggie.) Words: 6265, Chapters: 2/38, Language: English Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Characters: W. D. Gaster, Gaster Follower(s) (Undertale), Sans (Undertale), The Riverperson (Undertale) Relationships: Me/Unnecessary Worldbuilding Additional Tags: Gaster is a Good Father, Canon-Typical Existential Horror, escaping the void, universe shenanigans, A 100’000+ word fic about W.D Gaster trying to get home, Odessey-style, He misses his family so much it hurts, The Goners Are…Relevant(understatement), No shipping, Not a crack fic, but I don’t take myself too seriously either, I Update Very Erratically, This is my magnum opus, Timelines Get Tangled (threat), Gaster is a good person. Fight me on this., Sans Adopted Someone Again, Undyne nearly kills a guy!, This is to me what Love As A Construct is to Iammemyself, Not kidding, help me, Why Are There So Many AU’s Now I’ve Been In This Fandom In Years And Yet —, WHY ARE PEOPLE SHIPPING CONDIMENTS?? WHATS A KUSTARD, not specifically an angst fic, more like a me trying to un-angst the canon lore fic, Gaster ain’t doing well honeybee, Hurt/Comfort, Eventual Fluff read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53992837

[cyber-skeletons]

Tagged by @jellydishes, thank you so much!!!!

1. How many works do you have on AO3? 74

2. What's your total AO3 word count? 1,094,135

3. What fandoms do you write for? Currently? Leo and I pretty much exclusively write Transformers, though Ward wants to write for Dragon Age!

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

#1: The First Time They Slept Together (Literally), a Stede/Ed Our Flag Means Death Fluff Fic, with 1,628 #2: The Matthews Family, a Hosea&Arthur Red Dead Redemption 2 fix-it novel, with 1,110 #3: The Lighthouse and the Kraken, a Stede/Ed Our Flag Means Death lighthouse keeper and kraken AU feat. wild consentacle sex, with 1,023 #4: The Old Switcherooni, a Stede/Ed Our Flag Means Death body positivity fic, with 756 #5: This Love is Steady, Truer Than North, a Stede/Ed Our Flag Means Death smut fic feat. trans Ed, with 666

5. Do you respond to comments? We sure do! When we have spoons, that is

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? We reaaaaally avoid angsty endings, but it would probably be either Dark, Darker, Yet Darker (an Undertale novel following Gaster) or Sad Machine, a Shiro (Voltron) angst fic

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? Hehehe probably Operation: Knock Out, an Earthspark fix-it fic where Bumblebee and Breakdown rescue Knock Out from MECH

8. Do you get hate on fics? Last time I got hate on a fic was in the RDR2 fandom where people left death threats and suicide bait on my fics. Thankfully the others haven't gotten any hate.

9. Do you write smut? If so, what kind? We sure do!!!!! Me, Leo, and Ward love writing smut, especially kink and BDSM!

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written? Uhhhhh not... really? Does Marvel count? If so, then probably Rewritten, a Captain America AU where Steve fell from the train instead of Bucky

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? not translated to a different language, but translated to a different medium! Amanita_Fierce made a fucking awesome podfic of The Lighthouse and the Kraken!

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? Teehee Leo and I co-write all the time, but if you're referring to out-of-system collabs... I used to write Red Dead fics with an ex-friend.

14. What's your all time favorite ship? MegOP hands down. Optimus/Happiness for me. for me it's gotta be fenris/hawke/anders/justice

15. What's a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? Absolutely fucking devastated that Rewritten is unfinished you have no idea

16. What are your writing strengths? Dialogue and smut! Plot I think? And dialogue! humor and smut lol

17. What are your writing weaknesses? ACTION. Um... I could be better at descriptive prose. i have no fucking weaknesses fuck off

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? What I would give to be able to write fics in Spanish... I wish I could write in my mother tongue. me too

19. First fandom you wrote for? Marvel. Voltron! Our Flag Means Death

20. Favorite fic you've written? The Matthews Family holds that place in my heart, because I've found lasting friendships through it, and people leave such lovely comments saying it changed their lives for the better. Sad Machine helped me in so many ways, and connected me with my boyfriend! every fic i've written fuck off

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