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I heard you needed some Post-pacific goats … So here I am :)

Here, I bring some Asgoriel in this time of need.

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Happy Valentine’s Day!

This is a small draw I made of Asgore and Toriel from my Delta Rune AU and I gotta say it turn out beautiful! it warm my heart nwn <3

Also I want to tag this to the Asgoriel Week Bonus Day 9 of @asgorielaus

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Cold as Death

A/N: For all your Sansgoriel needs, (with a lot of sansgore)

And the world was quiet.

With dirt and flowers mangled in his hair Asgore could only sigh, eyes wrinkling with a smile. The children, long since fallen asleep, curled up next him and Toriel, who had also managed to doze off. Whilst Chara clung to Toriel’s robe on the side opposite him, Asriel somehow sprawled out over him and Tori’s lap, and Frisk slept on his opposite arm, holding it like an oversized doll.

Sans sat near Asgore’s currently captured arm, although keeping a very cautious distance from the children.

“You know Sans,” the skeleton seemed to jolt just a bit with the breaking of serene silence. “It looks awfully cold over there, all by your lonesome and such.”

Now Sans seemed to chuckle. A quiet, deep noise. “cold as death gorey, now that you mention it.”

“Mmm. Well now, that’s a shame, why don’t you come over and warm up”

Now; Asgore was expecting a wry joke, or morbid pun, but instead-

“alright.”

So Death walked over, but instead, curled up behind Asgore. He could feel the smaller god’s shoulder dig into his back, shifting a bit until he seemed comfortable.

“heh, you were right gorey.”

Asgore could already hear the sleep taking over sans’s voice as the sun set on the mortal world.

“much warmer.”

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Cosmos

A/N: Reapertale Soriel for @ilikestuffproductions (Asgoriel if you squint!)

Of course, Toriel has always found Asgore’s mountain beautiful. The clouds like mountains of pure fluff, sun basking and nourishing the flowers breaking through the chips in the rock, as sign of Life Herself.

It felt so good to be back.

Her children, crowding around their father, seemed to enjoy tackling the giant, fluffy god. Even Chara had joined in trying to climb Asgore, in an attempt to perch on his shoulders. Asriel and Frisk both work at climbing his arms, and her heart warms to see the fluffy god of Sky wrap the children in his arms after so long.

Same as it always was, except.

Death himself, shrouded in darkness, seemed to light up beside her.

“heh, tori look.”

A bony finger points toward the heavens. “a bit to the left,”

Stars bright and shining, eclipses, moons. One could see them all, impossible to find what he really meant to see.

“it’s here.”

She only watches the skeleton’s eyelights search the heights of the cosmos he so loved.

“everything. it’s all here.”

She couldn’t agree more.

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💖💘💝Happy Valentine’s Day Asgoriel Lovers!💖💘💝

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A new picture from the weekend. I had a driving exam, so i upload it now. At least i’ve finished it. I have found a nice base on the internet and i draw the “children” based on it.

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Reapertale Sansgoriel, where Toriel returns and Asgore apologizes for what he did in the past and says that he's happy for both Toriel and Sans. Sans and Toriel looks at each other and then at Asgore and kiss him! 💖✨🌟

One. Two. One. Two. One.

Perhaps the walk was a little overkill, after all, when one lives on a mountain you would think they’d find a faster way up. But no, Asgore enjoyed the climb, and was incredibly careful with the fresh blooms he was determined to bring a bit more, life, to his mountaintop with. It’s only when he reaches the peak does he hear a voice he had waited for for what seemed, and probably was, centuries.

“Father!”

The flowers, roots still in a chunk of topsoil, drop to the ground with a hearty thump. Asriel, his sweet Asriel, with eyes beaming, seems to leap to him. He holds his son close, tears already beginning to stream down his face. He feels another child cling to his leg, and then he is met with the sight of Chara, adorned in robes more pure than the first snow of the year.

In front of him stand Life and Death. Along with a little one standing between them.

Toriel, another voice he hadn’t heard in far too long called out to the children.

“Asriel, I must speak with your father, will you and Chara mind Frisk for me.”

Asriel seems to drop down quickly to take Frisk’s hand and guide them around his old home, Chara trailing along, pretending not to be interested in the godly realm.

Then he faces them.

Somehow it is all too ironic, life and death seemed to work perfectly. He never would have predicted.

Toriel approaches first, posture stiff and gaze firm.

“It has been quite a long time Asgore.”

He doesn’t know when he starts the string of apologies that have been burning the tip of his tongue for so long. He’s babbling about what he should’ve done, how he could have spared his children such a bitter fate, how he should have done anything to keep them from all the pain.

Somewhere he’s swept into soft arms with a quiet hushing, and he doesn’t know if it’s tears of pent up anguish, relief, or both that start streaming down his face.

A bony hand, nearly burning cold, wipes away some of his eye-blurring teardrops.

“we’ve got you got you gorey, it’s alright now.”

Asgore frees his right hand from Toriel’s hold, pulling Death into the embrace. Soon one could no longer tell how long they remained like that, weeping in the solace of each other’s arms.

“You know,” it’s Toriel’s voice that breaks through the trance, “We should probably tend to those flowers.”

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Goat parents | Kisses on the neck

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san valentine’s thing 

_ _ _ _ _ _ Don’t steal/recolor Be creative!

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Just a calm, but surprising evening.

Undyne taking a picture of them cuz she is very amazed.

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Asgoriel with Sans as Asgore's wingman please? :)

https://imgur.com/gallery/2Pp25Dy

I must say, this was pretty fun to do.Even though I’m not a suporter of Asgoriel, this could be one way of making it.Hey, I made a whole mini comic! That’s good, right?

If you people want part to of this, then say the word because I’ve already got something worked out.

And this comic also fetures my first tileset. I’m kinda proud of it too.

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ive corrupted the parents

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My OTP. These two are my favourites❤️

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well.I’m back.