#polaris starlo

[utytimeline]

Redesigning Starlo NEO

All right, I haven't had time to put my thoughts together properly, but I do have some ideas about Starlo's NEO forms (or Zenith or Super forms, if you prefer).

1st Phase: Shooting Star

His first phase should not be call Sirius, he is the North Star, and the real name for the North Star is Polaris. Sirius is a completely different star, in a different constellation. I get the joke that he's become a "Serious Starlo," but that's the wrong star, he shouldn't be called Sirius at all.

I think his first phase should be called "Shooting Star," because he's literally a STAR who SHOOTS. Like, duh???

As for his design:

Yellow is actually a mid-temperature star. Based on Starlo's reactions to the Showdown boss fight, I feel like he's someone who would act cool and calm in a real, serious fight to the death. He'd have to be in order to even shoot straight. So his 1st NEO form would probably be a cooler, reddish-orange temperature. Like he's staying calm and giving you an opportunity to give up before he really starts to fight.

His lasso is on fire and burns you when he whips you. And his bullets are made of fire. Every hit has a potential to give you burn damage that lasts for a few turns, or a potential for smoke damage that leaves you unable to breathe, reducing your speed.

2nd Phase: Polaris

Much as I like the name Hypernova for Starlo, I think the North Star should get to shine under the name Polaris, yeah? But he doesn't look humanoid anymore. He still has arms and legs, but his torso and face are replaced by an intense ball of bluish-white light.

His bullets are made of plasma and deal electrical damage. His lasso looks like a streak of bluish-white lightning. If you get caught in it, you get electrocuted and can't move until he un-whips you.

3rd Phase? Singularity

We could give him a 3rd NEO phase (because why not, I mean, Ceroba got a 3-phase fight, even tho ASRIEL DREEMURR himself only got 2, but if Ceroba gets a 3rd, then why can't Starlo?).

This is a desperate, last-ditch move on Star's part and will kill him if he has to stay in this phase for more than a few minutes. Hypernova has used up most of his energy and in order to continue the battle, he has to collapse in on himself. He basically becomes a small black hole. He is no longer able to hold onto a lasso. He has become a living gravity well in order to drag you in. His bullets are pure radiation, no longer being shot from a gun, but from his own body. He will only use this phase if a battle comes to point of "if I'm going down, I will drag you down with me." This kind of attitude goes against his own nature, and is something he will only use if faced with an enemy that poses a threat to all man- and monster-kind.

You can't see anything left of him but two, small, burning, white eyes, and the rainbow-colored tips of the five points of his head. The rest of him has become a black, empty void.

So when would he even use this?

Well, as we've already seen, Star doesn't use this in a Geno run. I have a lot of thoughts on this that need to go into a proper analysis post, but for now, I'll just say that he doesn't even start to develop his other phases until after the events of UTY. Because until the end of a True Pacifist run (that is, sparing Ceroba), Starlo never comes to a full understanding of Justice. He has a messed-up idea of Justice that he got from combining his movies with his monster upbringing. Clover is the one who teaches him that Justice must be combined with MERCY, or else it isn't Justice at all, it's just judgement.

So Star probably would use these phases on dangerous criminals after reaching the surface.

[atwas-creations]

Starlo NEO Phase 2: Polaris (WIP sketch)

He's bluish-white. His entire body should be like a star, I think, but wasn't quite sure how to draw it. I'll get it figured out for the final version.

[cssandraa]

late post but!!

Undertale Yellow Noir AU is out!

feel free to ask questions about this au. If it gets enough recognition I might be able to expand on the au

[lunaledragonet]

Okay I'm gonna go insane here for a few minutes so bear with me. Or just don't click Keep Reading because this is gonna be a long post. Anyway I started having Thoughts a few weeks ago, as per usual, except these thoughts were just. "What if Starlo from UTY was a system." So now we have that I guess. I wrote down a list of all his alters as well as several notes. Please enjoy the culmination of at least 3 full Discord messages' worth of mental illness.

Starlo (he/him) - Co-host. The original guy in there. Farmboy. Handles family matters. Emotional Repression at it's finest; the others go and get him when something emotional is happening, he feels all of it but acts like he feels none of it.

North Star (he/him) - Co-host. Formed when Starlo was 15, so he's one of the two "normal" Stars. Sheriff of the Wild East in every way but one. Very silly, very over-the-top, and was the one that essentially adopted Clover at first sight while Starlo was trying to say Hey, Please Don't Do That. The hat is a trigger for him to come to front, but sometimes he takes a while. Starlo is a good actor, though.

Polaris (he/they) - The one to deal with truly dangerous situations. Formed after the first real bandit attack on the Wild East. Scared everyone when he came out for the second. Just talkative enough to intimidate his opponents and get things done, otherwise very quiet and often won't reply with words. He sticks to front for a long time, and won't leave until he sleeps. This has resulted in days without sleep and with only Polaris before.

Meta (??/??) - Formed after the Asriel Dreemurr fight, since Flowey had all the memories of Clover's Neutral runs. The sprite that appears in battle if you kill Star, a.k.a the guy I've written 65 whole physical pages about. Has a Hard Fucking Time talking but tries anyway. If he knew how to use a mouth, he'd be much more talkative, but as it stands he mostly just makes noises and short phrases. No shared memories, but vague feelings towards everyone the others know. Feels every bit of pain that their physical body does. Unfortunately hostile towards Clover, if they get revived.

Chujin (he/him) - Factive of actual Chujin, just… smugger and meaner. Treats Ceroba the way actual Chujin treated her, to an extent enforced by Starlo because he's awkward about it. Very "mad bc i had a kid with her and you didn't?" towards the others. Formed a few weeks after actual Chujin died, out of a desire to give Kanako back her father, somehow. Doesn't remember anything the hosts do, on purpose. He does, somehow, remember what Polaris and Meta do, though. Starlo and North Star hate him, but they have to admit that his handiness with tools is a good thing, sometimes.

And now: Notes

Polaris was co-fronting with North Star during Clover's battle with him. He was holding back. He knew, if the danger didn't come from Clover, it would've come from North Star himself. Didn't leave until long after Clover's battle with Ceroba (co-con with North, then with North and Starlo before he sent the letter to Clover warning them about her, then with just North again. If he'd been there alone and not just lurking in the shadows behind the other two, Ceroba probably wouldn't have knocked them down as easily.)

Fronting is like playing a video game, and then getting transported into the game until you step out again. There's a controller and a TV and everything- it's one of those old box TVs, since that was what Star used to watch all his movies on. It's probably a video game specifically thanks to Kanako.

North Star is responsible for breaking up fights in the headspace(usually verbal, and between Chujin and one of the others), by his own decree. He's pretty good at it... except when he gets into a fight himself. (This is why he sometimes takes a bit to come to front.)

Chujin doesn't know how to activate the glamour on North Star's hat that shadows his eyes like that. So unless North was already there immediately prior, Star's glasses are always visible when Chujin fronts.

Ceroba doesn't know how to react when her best friend suddenly starts acting like her dead husband.

... actually, she doesn't know how to react to any of Starlo's headmates, save for North and Starlo himself. She tends to treat them the same and tries not to read into it too much.

Starlo is aware of North Star, not so much of the others. He thinks Chujin might be a haunting, although "why me" is a question he can't really answer. He started thinking differently after finding the basement. He thinks Polaris is just a "mode" he set up for when Real Shit goes down, since he didn't know what to do the first time and panicked. He doesn't know that Meta exists for a long time.

After Kanako fell down and then was never released from the lab, Chujin got real depressed. Like, he took the brunt of all the Sad in comparison to everyone else. He doesn't front very often after the fact, but sometimes he'll come out to spend time with Ceroba and comfort her.

During Genocide, Polaris is co-fronting with North Star. He's been lingering in the back since they got the evacuation notice. They plus Starlo got everyone evacuated and then Starlo and North Star promptly had a full-blown panic attack meltdown once the town was well and truly empty. Polaris tried to keep track of what was going on outside of them, but the panic wasn't very good for that, so he stepped back for a bit to let them both calm down. When Clover arrived, Polaris was ready to shoot them on sight but North Star was the one who realized "oh shit fuck that's a CHILD" and made them hesitate for too long.

Upon viewing the tapes in their entirety, after Clover gives up their SOUL, Chujin starts to blame Ceroba for what happened to Kanako. Starlo reminds him that she was completely and entirely devoted to him, and technically this is his fault for not realizing that she Physically Cannot Say No to her family when it's not about, like, having two bowls of ice cream for dinner. They end up fighting over this for a while and North Star is just there, in the basement, putting all the tapes back where they belong so he doesn't start screaming

During the Asriel Dreemurr fight, I like to think that all the SOULs are There, in a sense, like in a giant room all grouped together as sort of ethereal versions of themselves. Star (as well as any other system present) looks weird, since it's a manifestation of his SOUL and not his actual body. So instead of looking like his normal self, he's mainly Polaris with North Star's hat, Starlo's habits and a couple colors. On top of the hat, Chujin's freaking out like "oh god where's my wife where are the human SOULs where are we where's my WIFE" and occasionally Starlo pops up there to tell him to calm down, they'll find Ceroba, and all this is happening while North is trying to call the Feisty Four over to him so they have some sense of being okay in this weird fucked-up mindscape

Also Meta starts forming while they're there in Asriel due to the abnormal amount of other-timeline memories messing with everyone. Polaris was paying more attention to their surroundings than everyone else, so he kept catching glimpses of all the memories and saw a lot of Clover killing him

[lunavichi]

my take on zenith starlo, polaris! a.k.a. the literal north star :]

(battle layout below the cut!!)

[starlos-soulmate]

Ouuuu these gave me brain worms (hi @ink4spots !!) (Taking this time to infodump hope you don't mind)

Okay, UTY is just an Undertale fangame. Its a prequel to the og Undertale game, where you follow one of the souls who fell before Frisk. That being the yellow Justice soul (hi Clover!)

As for Starlo, people interpret him in MANY different ways. From a fluffy cat to a lizard. But I personally see him as A STAR. (So yes, he is very warm like one.) It helps that his alias is North Star, aka Polaris. The star people use to find out where North is. Then there's his family

His dad, Solomon, his mom Crestina, and his brother Orion. Solomon being a sun, Crestina being a moon, and Orion is yet another star. Heck they even have space-themed names (like Sol meaning sun for Solomon)

And his bedroom

Just the sheer amount of Space Things in there, the glow stickers, the rocket bed, the planet rug, SEE YOU SPACE COWBOY. (Like I'm not saying that other interpretations are bad. This is my interpretation and my reasoning behind it) The space is everywhere

Also since this is an Undertale fangame prequel, he hasn't seen the actual stars. Which leads me to think about like. How he would react to seeing the real stars on the surface. (Mostly because HE IS ONE so I bet this is a HUGE thing for him). There are "stars" on the Underground's ceiling that people wish upon, and I bet he felt some sort of kinship (maybe) with them? But seeing the real deal would be. Amazing.

So ye thanks for the opportunity to infodump cuz I love this nerdy space cowboy

[sxilor-1010]

With that, I'm done with the ref for my take on Starlo! It could count as a canon divergence AU design of the sorts (said au is the pacifist route for UTY), so I had a lot of fun designing and coloring this! It was a good exercise too when it comes to sprite editing :)

Some extra headcanons I couldn't fit into the reference will be below the cut! (And the headcanons from the reference if nobody can read them) Maybe next time, I could work on Martlet or Ceroba? 🤔

• His poncho was made from an old grain sack he found in the corn field nearby his family's farm.

• His entire body can glow, from his freckles to his entire tail. An example would be when he blushes. His tail also rattles when upset, nervous, or angry. When calm, it emits a shimmering noise akin to a baby rattle.

• Besides his cowboy like attacks, he can also use light attacks such as beams and constructs.

• The star badge on his hat can be swapped with other shaped badges. He bought these as a set from Blackjack.

• Starlo's full name is Starlo U. Polaris. The middle name being Ursa. He's 28 with his birthday being on 8/27, and he stands at a whopping 7'1 in height. (Blame the growth spurts.)

• His revolver is named Starshot due to the star shaped barrel at the front. He also decorated it with a couple star stickers he found lying around his house.

• He's still the same in terms of personality, but he's grown a bit wiser and flirter too. Overall's he's pretty mature than what he used to be when he was younger.

• After the events of UTY, the little wheat tucked into his hat is replaced with a Clover in honor of his gone friend, and after the events of Undertale (a few years after UTY), He & The Feisty Five start their own band after realizing they can't be cowboys on the surface. Starlo, however, still does cowboy work in the form of a secret vigilante. As for the band, its named 'The Cosmic Starliner'.

• While he refuses to show it, Starlo suffers from gender dysphoria even after he's fully transitioned. Only Ceroba knows the full extent of how bad it is. He also suffers from anxiety and panic attacks if bad memories are brought up (ex: jokes / remarks about clover and their death)

• When he's not having fun with his posse or hanging out with Ceroba, sometimes he likes to take solo walks (or 'Adventures' as he calls it) through the Dunes and pretend he's on a quest. He often comes back either perfectly fine, a bit injured, or carrying a lot of stuff he found out of curiosity.

[v01dblad3]

Hello UTY tumblr community!

I bear a gift:

Starlo angst! Because he's my favorite character and I love writing angst!

Please let me know if you enjoyed this, I need motivation haha 😅

[supernova-proscenium]

✮

【THEATER STARLO AU】

✮ Ok basically like... Starlo but on the surface he gets into theater and acting and legit makes his own musical because he's cool like that

✮ All rules from my OTHER BLOGS!! apply here too!!

✮ most asks relating to POLARIS ✮ ! will not be answered until that plot point is set in stone

✮ Starlo's dialogue will be CYAN!! WOO!!

【TAGS】 #guidinglightresponses - Responses to asks!

#guidinglightinteracts - Responses to roleplays/interactions

#guidinglightlore - Non asks/roleplays that are lore relevant!

#guidinglightbreaking - OOC responses/joke stuff

#guidinglightpolaris - content related to the previously mentioned musical!!

#guidinglightmushblobbing - Me talking, not Star in any way

CORN YAOI ENCOURAGED PLEASEEE GUYS!!

[schnozzlebozzle]

Tumblerversary (still don’t know how to spell it) gift??

Hey it’s that star guy…

IS THAT

STARLO AKA NORTH STAR AKA POLARIS GUY AKA STUPID MINION LOOKING IDIOT i love him thank you jj i will make you SO many fanarts n gift c of thsi

[utytimeline]

WIP's and notes of my Starlo NEO redesigns. (I scanned them backwards, lol. Right to left, Shooting Star, Polaris, and Singularity.)

Please ignore how weird Polaris look, btw. It's not fur, I was trying to figure out how to draw rays of light.

[drban]

Deltarune Yellow Chapter 1 Darkner Designs

Darkner Notes

Axle kind of acts as the DRY version of Lancer. His personality is similar to that of Axis. He is supposed to be a wrench.

Polaris is the first shopkeeper in the first chapter. He is the introduction to the chapter's secret boss. His name is supposed to be an act of spite against someone on the subreddit who hated Starlo and thought his name should be changed to Polaris. He is supposed to be a magnet.

The Collector is the second shopkeeper in the first chapter. He loves to collect all sorts of things which he hides because that would be proof of sentience and would get him scrapped. You can only buy from him after talking to him for a while. He is supposed to be a screwdriver.

Rus is the secret boss of the first chapter. They were originally the Machinist’s apprentice. He went insane when he started talking with an unknown being which offered him true safety in exchange for something. He disappeared one day after that. He is supposed to be a plank of wood with nails in it.

The Machinist is the ruler of the first Darkworld. He is much smaller than he appears and is actually a midget. it's just that he always wears mech suit. His personality is similar to that of King Spade. He is supposed to be a buzzsaw.

[jelloujelly]

Desert Dance

On the other side of the Web, a new story began. Like it always does, when the strings of two Webs Intertwine. A flipped world begins, sands blowing across the desert in waves. Canyons and mesas rise above, painting the scarred landscape with rusty reds, oranges, and browns, twisting and waving in an intricate pattern of rock.

The landscape itself was carved by nature's wonders- Molten lava beds which had long since cooled down over time, creating breathtaking caves, and amazing rock sites. These serve as refuge for those brave souls who traverse the Bad-Lands.

These caves have grown, and now, they even harbor cities and towns. One of these cities is called Stalagmite City, the biggest one all. Placed snug in a cave called El Roseau, this bustling semi-1950's western themed town's been thriving. Even has a big freshwater lake.

But that's not where our story's set, is it? Like what someone once said, 'you've got to get to the canyons to strike gold.' Smaller towns lie outside as well.

One of those.. Is Sterlington. A darling little town situated next to a bridge which stretches over the canyons. This is where our tale begins.

With a stubborn city gal, trying to start anew, and a loyal sheriff, who merely wants to make a friend.

These two, to others, were like oil and water. Our gal surely thinks so herself. But.. Maybe all she had to do was open up. Give friendship another chance. Maybe give love, another chance.

She's already trying, opening her home to two souls. Souls she considered her children. But will that be enough to consider other souls 'friends?'

Our sheriff surely wishes to do so. Ever since day one, he's been poking, prodding, pleading for the tiniest ounce of friendship to this iced-over woman. You can imagine how dumbstruck he felt when all of the blue, a large.. Stuffy broke the walls in five minutes, that he's been wearing down for weeks.

But he's getting somewhere.

Tucking a lock behind her ear, Polaris breathed a sigh as she stared at her creation in slight disappointment. The duck cake was not.. Duck-ying. She didn't have enough fondant to make the beak or coat the legs, and she wasn't even sure if her recipient liked fondant or not. 

At least she's getting practice out of this, she mused. But the fondant... She knows she can make it at home. Time to go out again, she supposed. All Polar really needed were marshmallows and fine sugar. From what she remembered, she needed shortening too. She had butter at home anyway.

Starlo was probably out training Killa, from the sounds of grunting and small explosions to the left. Familiar ears popped out of a sand and shook themself off. She waved at her towering feline stuffy kid, Killa, and he waved back, before dodging a bell attack.

"Focus, Kills! Keep it up, Sparkles! Y'all are doin' great."

She called, swinging her homemade tote bag on her shoulders and walking into town. Just hoped that she didn't bump into anyone on the way, yeah-? Funny how just a few weeks ago she was a silent recluse running from a job. Now, she's still a recluse, but she has a job, new.. Could she even call them friends? ..and a family. Her own.

One she's waited for, maybe even wanted. It felt.. Natural, for her.

She didn't take notice of her surroundings, and soon tripped on the front step of an establishent. Gasping, she flailed, trying to soften her fall-.. But it never came.  Instead, she felt something tugging at the scruff of her blouse, holding her face a few centimeters from the wooden floor. She was lifted up and placed upright, making her tense up and awkwardly brush herself off, before glancing behind her.

oh. shiddles.

With a proud smirk, a certain cocky duck stared down at her, worry seeming to glimmer a bit in those hazel green eyes. Sometimes she saw them stern and serious, eyes straight. Other times, they're bright and full of light and teasing.  And others.. She didn't know. It was so hard to read them. Hard to read him.

Sheriff Vercos Star-Cross.

He stood at a towering height over her, five feet taller at most.  She'd never admit it to him, but he.. He intimidated her. In ways she didn't know were possible. Crouching down to be at her level, he took a visual check on her.

"e y- You alright, miss? That was- heh, quite the drop-"

Polar would snap out of staring. Dammit, she was doing this more and more. what was wrong with her..?

"Yes, Vercos. I'm alright. Just flapped in, did ya?"

He would shrug, raising an wing to his nape, still remaining crouched. The air was full of awkwardness- Especially considering the upcoming events.

"Mm, yea, jus' about finished with my rounds.  The bandit seems to have taken a pit stop, so we're all clear for tomorrow's dance."

There was a dance? She wasn't well accustomed with holidays. Upon seeing her confusion, the duck started to explain.

"Y'see, miss, we have, eh, let's say lil get-togetherz when stuff happens. Like for Thanksgivin', Easter, stuff like that. Valentine's is no difference."

"Different."

"Different, difference. All the same."

Polar would shake her head and sigh, as Vercos stood up again, stretching. She can't blame him, it gets tiring having to crouch just to speak well. She should know- Nursed a lil birb when she was younger.

"And lemme guess, it's extra coupley."

Vercos laughed this time, shaking his head. That surprised her. Stereotypes.. Demolished? She was grateful she moved here more than ever. This town was something special, she could see it now.  This was something she had to protect.

"Nawt at all, miss! We're all friends o'er here in Sterlington. I mean, ya can come with, if- If ya want-..?"

This action stunned her. What was he trying to achieve? Was he trying to strengthen their so-called 'friendship'..?

You thought he was gonna back off after last time? Hell. Nah. If anything, it was like he upped his game-..!

..but if she wants to stay, she needs to put effort into it.

"Miss? Miss, are ya really doin fine-? Ya look pretty, uh, not here."

Polar nodded, trying to analyze the situation. The dance will probably be night, or at least late afternoon when everyone was free. Since tomorrow was a school day, the people have time to fix up the grounds during the day. Others might've already cooked beforehand so all they needed to do was bring it. There's probably events as well. She was about done with puzzles, all she really needed to do was the cake.

..But the event wasn't what she was worried about, it was the intention of the one who asked her. Polaris hasn't been to a dance in.. A while. And the last one she had been to was, heh- Tragic, to say the least.

"Vercos. I'm fine. Just lost in thoughts like you said."

He would nod, bending over to be in her face. As usual, in her space. But why was she not getting irked?

"Well, mind if ya consider my offer?"

"I didn't realize it was an invitation."

"Hey, ya kids might wanna go too, so keep that in mind."

He'd gently nudge her with a small smile, making her involuntarily shiver and roll her eyes. Her children. Yeah.

They were a good excuse to go poke around harmlessly. Plus, she wasn't sure whether Killer had been to a dance before- Considering being cooped up in a creepy underground lab. She still felt shivers from that. ..She was genuinely scared. Concerned. For someone she wasn't that close with.

Feelings. They baffled her, really.

But.. If she kept on pushing them away, then-.. .... Crumbles has been prodding her to try. She's opened her heart. Her home. If she really wanted 'home,' she had to start nesting.

And it started with this.

"..I mean, I've been planning an outing so Killa and Starlo can get.. More aquainted with the fellows here. Guess this could be a start."

Was it just her, or did a small flicker of hope leap in his eyes..? And did his smile just twitch a little wider? That wasn't possible, was it-?

Right?..

It's just having the kids around, yeah. Nothing changes with her and Vercos. He's just the irritating sheriff ducky who hangs around a lot and likes to solve puzzles. Which she made. It's not like anything will happen.

That evening, she finished coating the duck cake in fondant, and was starting on accessories. Painstakingly molding and creasing, every single brush she did precise and calculated. This continued on late into the night, and until early morning as well. She saw the first streaks of light reach up, touching the sky and spreading like watercolors on a paper.

It was well past dawn when she attached the gold sheriff cookie badge to the green fondue poncho. She did it..! A beautiful muscovy duckatrice stood cockily on a rock, poncho lightly swaying in the wind. An oversized brown Stetson hung on his head as his eyes looked forward with a determined sheen. Horns poked out of the Stetson, for more 'duckatrice.' Where tail feathers end, a new tail began, hanging behind him in an arrogant-ish way. She sadly didn't have enough fondant to make the transition to lizard wings, but she supposed this was enough.

She's been working her best. ..but would he like it..?

Shaking the thoughts from her head, she started cleaning up the kitchen, when she heard soft thumps from the living room. A few minutes later, a groggy Killa trudged in, ears flopping side to side like they did when tired. Polar smiled, putting the cake away for later.

"mhhhh... Morning, mum."

He would take a seat at the dining table and lay his head on it, groaning sleepily.

"Good morning, love. How was your sleep?"

"I wish I can go to bed again."

Polar shook her head, going over to pat his head consolingly.

"Wanna know something?"

Killa looked up with interest, rubbing his eye with a big clawed paw. Polar leaned closer with a whisper.

"We're going to a dance later."

Killa sat up straighter, eye glinting with excitement.

"A dance? Later? With people and music and food?"

Polar laughed, giving his lil clownish nose a boop.

"Especially food."

Killa hopped up excitedly from his chair, like he was on a sugar high of some sort.

"I'm gonna go tell Star!"

And with that, Killa went pittering away to tell his bro.

Hours later, the dance was in full swing. The sun had long set by now, and night was upon them. The last of the children had gone to bed. Killa and Starlo included- Albeit it was much of a struggle getting Killa to finally honk out- Starlo was a little stubborn, but he relented still.

Now it was just Polaris and the night. And the faint sound of music and laughter. ..She felt weirdly disappointed, not staying, but-.. She felt awkward. Not.. Not at home. There were too many people, too many eyes. And couples.

She knows Vercos said that all were welcome, but-.. It didn't change anything. She still felt alone. Shivering a bit, she curled up on the back porch swing as she looked up at the open sky. It was beautiful. She couldn't get enough of it- Heck, if she didn't see this every night, she would be depressed! The beauty of the celestial plane.. It made her think. A cool night breeze flowed past her and she shivered again. ayy, she shoulda got a blanket.

But she was way too comfy to leave.

Groaning, she'd scoot closer to one side of the remarkably large swing(Killa loves this place, so she made it to fit anyone) and curl up again. At least she had nothing else to do, yeah-..? Nothing much to worry about tonight. A soft flap of wings sounded above her, but she supposed those were just birds, resting for the night. Renovations went by oddly quickly, and she made the empty, three-room cabin not so small anymore- And best of all, she made it feel like home. Not just to herself, but to others as well. ..or at least, she hoped.

The thought made her warm inside, and she smiled.  Everything was.. Okay. For once. And that feeling wrapped around her like a soft, warm blanket.. With a faint scent of leather, firewood, and.. Was that gunpowder? Blinking awake, she touched the new material draped around her body. A poncho- A lot like h i s-

"You were shivering."

Looking up, she saw a certain duck staring down at her with a soft smile.  ..Well, that explained the flapping. "Oh. Um. Thanks, I guess."

Vercos nodded, the porch swing slowly swaying with the both of them on it.

"I didn't see you at the later dances. Mind tellin' me why didn't you stay, miss?"

And there it was. The questions. Polar sighed, subconsciously wrapping the poncho tighter around her. He stayed, watching the stars in silence. Just waiting.  For her.

"I.. It felt awkward. I haven't danced in a while."

"You're welcome here. You know that."

She did. He knew she did. But yet-.. She didn't feel ready to mingle yet. She was glad her sons did, however.

"I guess I got skittish."

"Ya missed a good whole lot of dances, you know."

Polar chuckled, rolling her eyes.

"I'd rather skip than watch you fumble awkwardly."

"Hey! I look good~"

Vercos wagged his eyebrows(how does that even happen?), pushing his white hair back and leaned close to her with a smirk, preening his feathers like the cocky bird he is. As if he thinks he's attractive.

"Stop, you look ridiculous."

She laughed, pushing him away. This was much more comfortable than earlier. The duck laughed as well, a sound that resembled a quack- Yet smoother. It was unique.

"Ridiculously attractive~?"

"You're insane."

Chuckling, he'd sit straight again.  Silence settled around the duo once more, as they sat, watching the stars. Polar turned to say something, but the words were lost. She couldn't.. Talk to him.

The silence was nice-.. But this was consuming.

"So, you dance?"

"Oh- That. Yeah, I took lessons. Haven't done it in a while."

"Do ya reckon you dance well?"

Where was he going with his chatter? Polar just can't understand the ways of this duckatrice. It compelled her to pick and claw more at his being, to fully understand and read him as easily as he did to her.

"I consider myself decent. And you?"

Vercos shrugged, glancing at her.

"Mista Tuwitler did teach me a bit. Tango, polka, two-step, waltz.. Other stuff too."

"Oh? Interesting. I was taught that too."

"Bet you can't tango as well as I do," Vercos teased. Polar raised a brow. "Are you challenging me to see who's better-.."

She'd lean closer to him with a teasing smirk, which made him tense up and glance around, his eyes shifty, feathers poofing up a bit. That made her feel good, knowing she had an effect on him somehow. Since-.. She couldn't read him that easily.

"Or are you trying to ask me to dance with you, hm?"

Vercos blinked, before grinning back, leaning closer to her as well, getting all up in her space and in her face. Second time today, what a shocker.

"Would ya agree if I said yes, though?"

..WHAT?

Once again, she was stumped by Vercos Star-Cross. Or maybe, you're just overthinking. ..Or maybe that as well.

Leaning back, she stared blankly into nowhere as she tried to process it all, when a talon poked her cheek. She blinked, being met with a giddy Vercos face. Her face fell, and she rolled her eyes.

"You wanna, dontcha, miss?"

"..I'm not gonna answer that."

His teasing grin softened, and he stood up, offering a webbed, taloned hand to her.

"Well then. May I have this dance, milady?"

She stared at him, then his hand, and back at him once more. You only get a chance like this once in a lifetime. Don't screw it up again.

"Oh, screw it. You may."

Vercos's smile widened, and his eyes seemed to light up as Polar stood up, reached for the poncho once more, but thought better of it and place her hand in his-.. He grew smaller. Just for her. Standing at a height of five feet, he grinned up at her, tail feathers wagging like a happy duck. ..He really was happy.

Gently tugging her body to his, he placed his other hand on her shoulder. Blinking, confused, she did the same-.. Cause she felt awkward having to put her hand anywhere else. Laughing softly, Vercos led with a step to the side, Polaris following suit. It went along like so, just dancing in the back to a soundless tune. It felt nice. He spun her around, and she laughed, tilting her head back and slightly tightening her grip on his shoulder. He pulled her back gently, and caught her eyes. Chocolatey brown orbs met hazel green, and she lost sight of everything else. The surroundings faded away.. Leaving just him, dancing with her, in the dark.

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Birthday Bash

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/63933340 by FandomsMJ "When's your birthday?" was normally an easy question to answer. Unfortunately, Clover's life is far from normal. Words: 3408, Chapters: 2/5, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Polaris Will Always Guide You Home Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: Gen Characters: Clover (Undertale Yellow - Master Sword), Starlo (Undertale Yellow - Master Sword), Martlet (Undertale Yellow - Master Sword), Ceroba Ketsukane (Undertale Yellow - Master Sword) Additional Tags: other characters appear as well, the humans of mt. ebott, a little dadster as a treat, maybe a touch of dadlo too, Birthdays, implied/referenced unhappy childhoods, Post-Canon, Post True Pacifist Ending, post barrier fall read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/63933340

[soweli-musi]

confusion between north star (polaris) & north star (starlo) ^_^

Themes themes themes!! A star a bright star true north guiding guiding or leading

[starlos-soulmate]

I am so excited for Sunday. Getting finally married to my WIFE. The HUBBY. STAR MONSTER :3c

Aaaouuuggh I love him so dearly. My shiny lucky star, the sweet guiding Polaris. How'd I ever get lucky enough to have him?

Gonna hold his face gently and cover it with kisses. Gosh dangit Starlo. How I adore you <3