#Underfell fic

[canvas-madness-txc]

Midnight Coffee Race

{Underfell Papyrus X Reader}

TW- This one- shot contains mentions of: insomnia, bullying, and trauma. If the following subjects make you uncomfortable please scroll off this fic.

"You should sleep."

"I AM NOT HUMAN, THEREFORE, I DO NOT REQUIRE SLEEP."

You sighed. This conversation usually led nowhere. Today wasn't going to be anything different. You knew Papyrus had trouble with sleep, but still the fact he was constantly awake bothered you. It was not good for him. You felt that he knew that as well. Why he denied anything was wrong was a mystery to you. Still you decided to try again.

"Still. Human or not, you can't just not sleep. Besides when was the last time you slept anyways," you asked.

"I CAN AND I WILL. AND FOR THE RECORD WHEN I HAVE SLEPT IS NOT ANY OF YOUR CONCERN," he retorted. You could feel him beginning to look uncomfortable, although hiding it with annoyance.

"Well," you pressed on. He shifted a bit before he spoke.

"...I HAVEN'T SLEPT IN AGES."

"Papyrus!?" He seemed slightly taken aback at the change in your tone. There were few arguments between the two of you. This was different. Not that it was out of line. Ages. How long could that be? A few weeks? Months? Years? You would never know, and he would never tell you. You shook your head.

"I don't like this, it could be really bad for you. Just try to get some sleep. Okay," you said. He didn't respond. You left the room to do something else. The conversation still bugged you, but you tried to push it off.

"hey." You flinched and turned around.

"Oh hey, Sans." You relaxed. You've known Sans for a while, but him sneaking up on you via shortcut never got easier.

"so the argument still went nowhere huh," he started. Sans knew for his brother's problems. You could tell he felt some guilt that he couldn't do much about it. Like Papyrus, you could never figure out why. With what little they told you about the Underground, it probably had to do with that. You frowned. Everything you knew; from the war, to what happened to the fallen humans, to the effect it had on the monsters. It struck you the wrong way. Sans noticed it and quickly began to reassure you.

"eh don't worry about it too much. cruelty was standard back then and things are better now," he tried. You didn't know whether he was trying to convince you or himself. You shrugged.

"I know. It just he's been refusing sleep for who knows how long and doesn't really do anything about it. I'm getting worried." Sans nodded. You wanted to be alone for a while. He must've noticed since he teleported to who knows where.

That night, you were feeling quite restless yourself. How ironic, you mused. To tell Papyrus to sleep while you're barely getting any yourself.

Sliding out of bed, you went out into the kitchen. Maneuvering the dark proved some difficulty since you didn't want to draw attention to the others. Stumbling through the house, you managed to find the kitchen.

"YOU'RE STILL UP?" Your head shot up. Of course he'd be awake. What part of you thought you'd be the only one up? You knew how stubborn Papyrus could be. Even still, you nodded. He motioned for you to sit down. As you sat down, you SOUL was telling— screaming at you that something was wrong. He sat quiet, contrasting his usual loud, confident self. There was a cup of coffee on the table in front of him. He grabbed its handle with vice-like grip. You both sat in silence for a while. Slowly, you broke it first.

"You okay?" He paused and turned to look at you.

"YES."

*He's lying.

"Did you have a nightmare or something."

"NO!" He clamped his mouth shut. His tone softened as fast as it sharpened.

"I'M FINE. YOU DON'T NEED TO KEEP ASKING ME," he corrected. You tried to believe him but still your mind refused to accept it.

"Don't shut me out. You had a nightmare. Tell me what happened so I can fix it." He gave a small laugh.

"I ADMIRE YOUR TENACITY, BUT THERE IS NOT MUCH YOU CAN DO TO FIX EVERYTHING THAT PREVENTS ME FROM FALLING ASLEEP."

"Well you could always start by telling me why," you offered. Again you were met with silence. You thought he was going to shut this idea down. Then, he spoke up.

"I DON'T SLEEP. MY MIND HAS THE SCARY CAPABILITIES OF BEING DARK AND DEMENTED."

"You're afraid of your dreams?"

"...YES," he said quietly. You stared at him for a while, not knowing what to say.

"I KNOW. I KNOW. IT'S PATHETIC," he said putting his skull in his hands, "BUT NOTHING I DO CAN MAKE WHAT HAPPENED DOWN THERE GO AWAY." You took it all in. He had just told you one of his most vulnerable problems. Something that could have harmed him back Underground. You didn't know what to do. Without thinking, you grabbed one his hands.

"You're not pathetic. You've just been through a lot. If there's anything on your mind, you can tell me," you said smiling at him. He tried denying it, but you could tell he was grateful for it.

So he told you. He told you everything. The cruel conditions the Underground had been in when Asgore had issued that proclamation. The normalization of bullying. "Kill or be killed" became the motto.

He told you how he was stuck in the midst of it all.

Papyrus had told you how Asgore had made him a guard and the scar that would forever remind him of all the mistakes he had made. He told you the distance that started forming with his brother. He told you how his friendship with Undyne fell to pieces. And you listened. You let him pour his SOUL out. It pained you and you both knew, but you wanted to be there for him.

The worst part wasn't what he said. It wasn't the mistakes he made. It wasn't even anything he had done in the Underground.

The worst part is how he blamed himself.

The way he spoke of himself was so different than the way he portrayed himself. It was different from who he actually was. If words could hit, these would strike the mightiest of blows to you. You hated watching someone you cared for so deeply berate himself for trauma. There had to be a way to make him stop.

So you did. Instinctively, you pulled him to a hug. He stopped mid-sentence.

"AM I SCARING YOU?"

"No I just thought you needed this," you replied. He scoffed.

"YOU CAN'T JUST HUG ME AND THINK EVERYTHING'S GOING TO BE OKAY." You looked at him.

"Maybe they won't be okay, but they'll be better. We'll have each other and help each other," you said pulling away to meet his gaze, "It's not going to fix everything that happened, but it would make it hurt less. You noticed Papyrus beginning to smile. He caught himself and pulled you back in so you couldn't see. Giggling, you let him have this.

"You still need to sleep though."

"LIKE YOU'RE ONE TO TALK RIGHT NOW."

"how 'bout you both go to bed!? i can hear your lover's quarrel from in here and the door's closed," Sans yelled from his bedroom. You both paused. Papyrus facepalmed and you rolled your eyes.

"He's not wrong we should get to bed," you said.

"AND FIND A BETTER PLACE TO TALK," Papyrus added bitterly, walking out of the kitchen. You followed him.

"Well we can think of that in the morning."

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Hello, I'm looking for things to read ;w;

Heya, my AO3 reading list is empty and I don't know what to read. Can you rec me some of your best fics?

I just have some requirements:

I don't read the "multiverse" crew (Nightmare, Dream, Bad Sanses, Geno, Ink, Error, ...), it's not my thing sorry.

I'm fine with whatever coming from the canon honestly, but I have a crush on Papyrus centric fics.

I love Underfell, Horrortale and Swapfell as well. I'm fine with AU mix when it's a Reader story. No Mafia or Yandere stories please.

I love Reader stories.

I like short stories, but I love 1 billion words story as well so go wild. I don't mind if the story is on going.

I'm not a lot into ships, but I'm very fine with Alphyne, Soriel, Salphys, Sansby, Gaster/Asgore and Papyton! No ship with Frisk or Chara please, or Sanscest or Papycest thanks.

I love ANGST, but funny things are good as well.

And that's all. Don't hesitate to rec several fics, I have no problem reading 500k in a week lol.

Some big fics I already read: Making a monster, Jack of all trades, Unexpected guests, Fur a good time call, The Skeleton Games, most of Taliax & Biscia stories, and many others I can't recall because I'm reading so damn much.

Thank you all <3

[rabidd-rabbit]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Papyrus (Undertale)/Reader, Muffet (Undertale) & Reader Characters: underfell - Character, HorrorFell - Character, Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Swapfell - Character Additional Tags: Reader Is A Skeleton, Reader is non-binary, Racism, monster hate, Discrimination, marginalisation, racism isn't cool and reader says NO to it, we all say no to it, Reader is, too good for this world, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, lots of swearing, muffet is known as Tuffet in my au Summary:

Profanity, crimes, feelings and lots of repressed emotions in trench coats made into a story and this is that story.

Reader will go on to figure themselves out in a whole new way, our sweet Fell boys will join them! ⋅•⋅⋅•⋅⊰⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅•∙∘☽༓☾∘∙•⋅⋅⋅•⋅⋅⊰⋅•⋅⋅•⋅ I would like to welcome everyone to my fic! please feel free to send me anything regarding the fic or my characters!

credits for the au’s in this fic go to their original creators. 

[galaxywantsacookie]

Hold it, hold it, @the-writing-mobster are you implying there's gonna be a SEQUEL?????? 🤔

[yeehawpim]

a comic about my weird irreverence for canon

go write a bad ending AU! ship your self-insert oc with your favourite villain!! the world's your oyster!!!

[velvetwyrme]

👀💦!!

I was talking about farmers market shenanigans in the future of Flipping Fate with @collegecomics18 a while back and well... I had to doodle some of the ideas we had. (Stretch brings Edge and the reader along with him, and everyone at the market SWOONS @ them both. Sorry Stretch...)

[caycanteven]

Not me out here spending 11 hours making a full illustration for a fic I’m currently reading. I still feel I could do more but I think my hand is broken. Not me out here spending 11 hours making a full illustration for a fic I’m currently reading. I still feel I could do more but I think my hand is broken.

A lil project I have been working diligently on after reading half way through Abyssal Lights by @dracoria-nebulae and honestly, I can’t tell you how excited I was that reader was an eel siren man. So I cracked some knuckles and got to work. Red is also here flirting with the big fishy as expected of him (I couldn’t not draw him, he’s my fav lmfao)

Check out Abyssal Lights on AO3 and give this amazing author some love please <3 (I also plan to do something for Smoke and Mirrors once my hand heals cause MMMMMMMM Nostra....)

[darqee]

new chapter up :-)

Soul Collector Chapter 7 Preview:

Bam!

You feel yourself run into something, and you fall to your bum, the stack of papers falling from your arms. You sit there momentarily in a daze before you shake your head to snap out of it. You see the papers scattered around you and you panic, pushing yourself up to your knees to retrieve them.

You stop when you see a pair of blue-gloved hands pick up the remaining papers. You try to snatch them from the person before they can take it, but freeze when you come head to head with a familiar face.

You recognize it to be the small blue skeleton who came to Meyer’s door on your first day here. The monster who came in, panicking about your well-being.

The monster utters your name in surprise. “ARE YOU OKAY?” He asks, a hand hovering over you, his expression filled with concern.

Your eyes widen at the sound of your name, and your hands go up to touch your hood. You’re shocked when your hands touch your exposed hair. Apparently, your hood fell off during your tumble, exposing your face to the monster. 

“OH, I AM SO SORRY! ARE YOU HURT?” Much like when he visited for the first time, he was moving all over the place. You can tell he was hesitating to approach you any further.

You pull your hood up and fix your scarf before you push yourself up to your feet, dusting off your pants and jacket. Luckily, you’ve been through harsher tumbles, so you feel no significant damage on your body. 

“I am alright.” You quickly utter as you try to get a grip on the mess of papers in your hands.

BONUS ART :D

[angelbitezzz]

Ahhh I found some old art of UF Angel and Sans on a date from last year ^^

Papyrus made him clean up nicer than his usual for it

[ant1quarian]

OKAY

OKAY BUT CONSIDER: CONSIDER:

A Rogue Avian Sans x Wind/Sky God Reader

Like. I'm imagining whichever Avian Sans this is sitting on a really high rocky outcrop, wings fluffed and flicking as they stare up into the clouds. The wind everywhere else is absolutely roaring as it whips through the valley beneath, tugging at the branches of trees and tossing things around, but where he is, it's still. Just a gentle flutter brushing his feathers back into place. A gentle pressure on his cheek that makes it feel as if you're holding it.

Always having ideal conditions for flight because this mortal has caught your attention and you favor him greatly.

The Rogue getting his wings shredded, no longer capable of flight, staring up through the forest trees with a pained, wanting expression because if he got high enough when he was flying, he'd actually be able to see you.

Creating a cabin high in the mountains, filled with the SOUL-wrenching knowledge that never again will he be able to get high enough altitude to see you again. But comforted by the fact that you still see him, and are still present in the gentle winds.

[canvas-madness-txc]

Keeping Secrets

"Don't forget." The words swirled around him hauntingly, and Papyrus couldn't shake it as he slowly put the drawing away.

Running his hand over the desk, he caught on something cube-shaped. Picking it up, loud static burst through what he realized was a radio. The radio he was looking for. Fumbling through the buttons, he managed to turn it on.

"IS IT RECORDING? IT IS? ALRIGHT," a raspy voice said through the speaker.

If he had hair, it would have stood on its end. A shiver went up his spine, and a lump formed in his throat. It was them.

The first bit of the message remained garbled no matter how hard he tried to fix it. From what Papyrus could get from some of the understandable bits was it was an introduction.

A shrill cry echoed in the mist.

Papyrus nearly jumped, and from the sounds of it, so had the person recording.

"ALPHYS. IT'S FINE. IT'S FINE. IT WAS ACCIDENTAL, SO THERE'S NO USE IN WORRYING," the stranger continued. The recording went on as the unknown person lamented on projects being worked on by the royal scientists. New assignments. The current state of the underground. Many of which Papyrus remembered from Sans's experiences in the lab. He made note that the stranger was an old colleague of Alphys's. Maybe that meant they were also one of Sans's? There was a tear in his consciousness when he thought of asking Sans of this situation.

Shutting off the radio, he slipped it into an old bag near the chair. Slinging it on his shoulder, he made his way to the exit. Thinking of leaving the room took some weight off his mind. His foot caught something on the floor, and he slipped.

Regaining himself as he slipped, he noticed that the whole lab floor was coated in a lair of dust. The crunch that echoed from underneath him as he walked to the door grated his nonexistant ears.

His footsteps slowly creaked on every step of the stairs. The lab door handle turned slowly. Death lurked in every doorway with hell at one dark window.

Icy fingers gripped his hand in the darkness.

Whipping around, he and Undyne ran into each other.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE!?" He had been alone— or at least he thought he was...

"You tell me!"

"I ALREADY ASKED YOU!"

The two of them, both huffy and unnerved, stood in silence.

"I HAD TO GET SOMETHING. IT DOES NOT MATTER, I AM LEAVING ANYWAYS," he said while turning around, leaving his lie vague and crumbling. As he walked away from her, he could hear Undyne walking behind him. Catching up with him, the two began to talk again.

"I'll go with you."

"WHY?"

"Because I can," she said with a sly grin. Papyrus knew that arguing with her was not going to lead anywhere.

The two left the castle, and the underground passed by them. His mind whirled around him, like racing winds.

A sharp punch flew into his shoulder, throbbing in agony. Papyrus barely caught himself as he stumbled.

"WHAT WAS THAT FOR!?"

"It's not my fault you weren't responding!" Her face went from accusitory to concern. "You look awful. What happened?" Regaining himself, Papyrus tried to find the words to reply.

"NOTHING," he said at last. It was not a novel response, and the look Undyne gave him confirmed that. That was not going to satisfy her. Of course it wouldn't.

Luckily, she didn't bring it up. For a little while, the two of them walked in silence, letting his mind roam around in peace.

"Stop being grumpy. It's lame." He perked up at the comment. She shoved him playfully, but it felt almost the opposite. It had been a while since something of this sort happened.

"I could punch you right now."

"I'M AWARE BUT THAT HAS NEVER PROVEN TO END WELL BETWEEN US," Papyrus replied.

Not another word was passed between them. His mind felt like a carrousel. Loud. Bright. Dizzying. Without the cotton candy or childhood innocence that sparked enjoyment. There was a hint of unease creeping into his mind like a two-way mirror. He felt watched, and there was no light to shed on who or what was looking.

But now was not the time to get cold feet. Even if his suspiscions were as scalding as coffee. Rain pounded on the two of them as they made their way through Waterfall and entered Snowdin.

At his house, the two of them stopped at the front door, and Papyrus faced Undyne.

"DO YOU WANT TO COME IN?"

"Nah, I'm fine," Undyne replied, shaking her head. "I should probably get back to the lab."

"RIGHT."

Undyne vanished back towards Hotland, leaving Papyrus to his own twisted contemplations.

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

I'm once again looking for fanfics to read

Hello guys!

My AO3 reading list is empty once again, so if you have good fics to rec, let's go.

My preferences:

Long fics, either completed or updated regularly (once every few months is fine). I'm fine with one shots too!

Undertale, Underfell or Horrortale (on the surface). It's fine if the AUs are mixed up with some others. I like all the characters, but I love Papyrus.

No skeleton ships (Sanscest, Papycest or Fontcest), no Bad Sanses, no Frans, no Ink, Error, Dream, Nightmare.

I'm fine with Reader fics. I like stories with a lot of angst, or funny stories. I'm fine with Bitties stories as well.

I love stories about Undyne and Papyrus' friendship, there are so few of them :(

Thank you <3

[kertneyk]

Hey lookie there! I updated my chapter on time!

First FAM meeting! Let's go see how Fell monsters handle it!

[overescapeau]

After having “Three ex-cell-ent Skeletons” mentioned in a mutual’s posts recently- I decided to read it and began to absolutely SPIRAL

(Sorry these doodles are lazy as hell, but I needed to get this art done fast due to my excitement! God OP your writing is so damn GOOD)

Original writer of the fic: @recklesslycaffeinated

Go check them out! Their ✨AMAZING✨

[erineas]

Art dump of TyrantTortoise’s fic, Skeleton Squatters and the Landlady! >7<)/

He’s asking for a date here lol

Bonus:

[velvetwyrme]

BEHOLD. SKELETONS.

A lineup of my take on all the skeletons (and their outfits)!! This was a lotta fun :]

I love drawing clothes. You like seeing skeletons (presumably). If you want to see more clothes on skeletons there's a poll in the replies about alternate outfit sets and all that.