#classic papara

[shorukarts]

People voted yes !

So after I sketch on paper I'll take a pic and finish it digital then some days later if I opened my sketchbook I just ink them to empty my mind ✨

So we got here

Underswap frans

Two of @jjaydazo dtiys

Tribetale

Flowerfell

Classic papara

[sp00kywrites]

Are you a sans and papyrus simp???

Are you pangender/genderfulid??

DO YOU LIKE WEREWOLFS???

Then you'll love "Teeth leave dents on bones" a fanfic that I'm working on! A short summary of the plot is you, a werewolf, are a body gaurd that recently got fired from your only client surprisingly gets hired by rich skeletons to protect them against speciest and general attackers!

Skeletons included:

Classic brothers

Underfell brothers

Underlust brothers

Swapfell brothers

Fellswap gold brothers

Horrortale brothers

And finally underswap brothers!

So check it out, chapter 1 is almost finished and I promise I drop wont drop this randomly.

(Please do not interact with my account or fanfic if you ship frans/fontcest/papara or try to justify sexualizing frisk/monster kid/chara/flowy or asriel)

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Plus some fanart I made of reader! (What I perceive reader to look like)

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This fanfic in the works is inspired by!!

@battlemaiden13 "house next door"

@timeofjuly "resiting the current"

@theragingprophet "Make the world afraid"

And finally @racoonsinqueen "6 skeletons one maid"

[samara-asaika]

@papara-week day 3: Clothes Swap

Little advice

never fall asleep next to your future one.. otherwise she'll be mischief

Human Fellswap Gold Paps X classic Chara Outfit

[jjaydazo]

Wait, isn't your Chara attracted to Papyrus???

Idk what you mean?

I've made papara contents sometimes ago, but they are kinda rare. and in a small scenes.

and i mean really rare.

I think its just i'm not a fan of drawing papyrus that much.

and when i do, i prepare to draw him with either a sweater or a jacket (like swap papyrus) so it's not often that you see me drawing papyrus's classic outfit.

[miezmiau-animations]

Warning:

This story contains blood, body horror, violence and curses. You have been warned.

@papara-week

Chapter 1

The Princess And The Snake

Chara had enough of this. These people which made her feel sick. This classic music that should lift up her spirits. And the way everyone behaved. It felt like a nightmare to her.

And yet this was the reality she lived in. She was the daughter of a successful businessman. And her father Asgore had high hopes for her. She should be the new shining light of his company! A gemstone among the stars. 

He did talk highly about her, yes. But in the end he just used her to win big investors over. Just like tonight.

Her father wasn't even here for the big event, leaving her all alone to herself. She really wished he'd care more for her. But it seemed like that love had died years ago together with her mother.

The people in the big room laughed and danced around her. They enjoyed themselves highly! Drinking one glass of alcohol after another. 

She looked outside the windows.

Nothing but skyscrapers. Big buildings and rich companies. Sometimes she wondered what this city would look like when it burned to the ground. Leaving nothing but ashes. Deep inside she wanted nothing more. But her sense for justice always made her decide against the idea of starting a fire.

Currently, she was standing in front of a window. Her eyes were dull. Without this glass she would be standing at the edge of this building. She laid a hand against it. The glass seemed thick, but surely you could break it. And she wondered what would happen, if she just pushed more against it...

"Good evening, Miss Dreemurr," a soft voice called out from behind. Surprised, she turned around. A tall man was speaking to her.

He wore a simple suit with a long red cape. It matched the color of blood and made his pearly white bones stand out.

A smile formed on his face as she looked at him. It was gentle but full of dangerous sharp fangs. She took a step back. Her back was pressed against the window now.

"Oh my!" she said with a fake smile. "Deepest apologies! I didn't expect anybody to actually talk with me. So… who are you, Sir? I don't think we have met yet?"

He stepped closer again. Her breath quickened. He was so close to her now and there was nowhere to run to. 

Something seemed dangerous about this man. 

Although somewhere deep down in her guts, she wanted even more of it.

"Ah, how rude of me. My name is Papyrus, you see. And I'm very interested in your company," he said with a wink. 

Her face reddened. Did he just make a joke to flirt with her? A little chuckle escaped his throat. 

"What a lovely color that red is on your cheeks, Miss Dreemurr. But shouldn't we be discussing more important things now? This is still a business meeting after all."

Finally, he stepped away from her. Giving her some space to breathe.

"Are you trying to trick me, Mister? Because your flirty behavior won't bring you very far. There are a lot of other investors in this room. And some would pay a good price for me and my company."

Oh, but he seemed to be more confident than she first assumed. Because those words seemed to only encourage him more.

"We will see about that."

He offered her his right hand. Questioning she looked up.

"Oh what's with that look?" he asked her, shocked. "Did nobody ever?... Seems like this world really lost its taste. Come on now, I want to take you to the dance floor."

So he wanted to dance? This man was something else for sure. There were only a few people that asked her to dance before. But they never flirted with her. Neither did they get so close. Just what had this guy in mind?

Alas, she took his hand. 

The tall figure guided her through the crowd of people. Strangely enough, they seemed to ignore them walking by. Now that was weird. Normally they would ask her something or at least greet her.

What made them get tired of it?

As they stepped on the dance floor, the people around them even made some space. Okay, yes. She could live with this new behavior. Was it because of her dance partner? Did he scare them off? 

A new song started playing and Papyrus put an arm around her waist. With the other one he held her right hand in his left. The music was slow and calming, but Charas heart started racing.

Everyone looked at them. Every pair of eyes in the room.

Didn't they ignore them just a minute ago?

Something felt wrong.

"You know," he said in a calm tone, "I never really told you what I actually work as. But I will let you guess."

"You are not an investor then…?"

"Oh, no. I am not," he said amused. "That's just what you assumed."

Then who was this man? And why did he want to play with her like this?

The music got a little faster. He picked up speed. And the people never stopped staring.

"Then… are you perhaps a leader of some sort? A company's CEO? Or… a boss of something else?"

"No. Guess again, dear."

His grab on her waist just got a little tighter. And she wondered why. Was she in danger? He sure seemed dangerous...

But she just couldn't turn away from him. His orange and green eyes made her stare. That tight grip on her made her feel so cared for. And that lovely voice seemed to touch something deep inside her. And her legs just wouldn't work when she wanted to run from him.

What was this feeling?

"You are… someone shady. Someone that has something dangerous in mind. Aren't you, Papyrus?"

He leaned in closer to her face.

"You guessed right. I knew you were smart, little lady." Curious, he tilted his head. "But then, why aren't you scared?"

He was genuinely surprised by her behavior. Was she not afraid? Was she out of her mind? Because nobody ever let him get this close before.

The music became even more intense.

But as she wanted to answer him, there was only blood coming out of her mouth. Horror filled her eyes. 

"W-what-"

"Ah. The poison decided to kick in. What an unfortunate moment for it, don't you think? Things were just about to get interesting." 

Guess he wouldn't find out why she was still here with him any time soon.

A tear streamed down her face. 

It hurt so much. Did he poison her? Or… did he let somebody do it for him?

Now that she thought about it, somebody offered her a drink earlier. But that was a completely normal thing to do, right? Never had she thought about it being poisonous.

"Hush now, dear." He gently lifted her face up. "You shouldn't cry over something like this. It's only business after all."

A wicked smile spread over his face. His eyes glowed stronger with each word.

"You see, your daddy would pay a good price for his daughter's life to be saved. His poor, poor princess. She was alone for so long. And all he ever cared for was work. How tragic." 

Her legs gave in, but he held her in his arms. He was really strong for a skeleton.

"But don't think of me as the evil one here. I only do my work. And sadly it's very dirty."

Her eyes wandered through the room. The people were still staring.

Was this her end?

"Don't mind the people here, really. They were paid to keep quiet."

She fought so much just to keep her red eyes open by now. Just to be met by his again. And she stared into them with her last moment.

"Good night, my princess. Until we meet again."

And then she fell limp in his arms. The music stopped. The people looked finally away. 

Papyrus should have been happy about this, right? He would get a lot of money for this job. A lot of recognition even. But somehow he couldn't smile anymore. Not with this dying girl in his arms.

"What a shame... I really liked you."

He just hoped that she was still important enough to her father. But he had a bad feeling that she wasn't.

THANK YOU FOR READING CHAPTER 1!

This story took me countless hours to write! I gave up a lot of sleep for it. xD

This is also my first english fanfiction! If you find any errors or spelling mistakes, please let me know.

And yes I know that papara week hasn't officialy started yet, but I wanted some sort of prologue for the story. So we're kind of starting today with our whole adventure.

Keep an eye out tomorrow for the next chapter! I'll try to post at least one chapter each day. Some days have more written content, so don't be confused if it's split up in parts.

Happy shipping! ^^

[misty720]

"Mr. Skeleton, do you care to dance?"

"NOT ON THE JOB, SWEETHEAR."

I still wanted to participate in @papara-week!! It's not great, but I threw this together in about an hour. I suck at human/humanish shapes. Give me flowers or landscapes! Lol. Don't be too harsh on me. XD

[thecookieshop]

here, have the swap gals in party dresses. I’ve been trying out new brushes and I think i’m in love with the crayon, lol

bonus: the skeleboys’ reactions

[jmbringitonworld]

Love v LOVE

Link for those who prefer to read this on Archive Of Our Own, since this AU now has multiple chapters, assembled into one fic:

This takes place within my Machine Convergence AU, introduced in Why You Shouldn’t Mess With The Machine (where I've also added a list of all of the nicknames). Basic premise is that the skelebros from Underfell, Underswap and Swapfell/Fellswap end up in classic Undertale, alongside their girlfriends (Frisk and Chara), as a result of trying to use the broken machine to bring Gaster back. Main pairings are Frans and Papara.

I know I still have the second part of the Fransweek 2022 Day 7 prompt to finish (the Papara Valentine's Day), but Fransweek left me completely burnt out on romance (and writing in general for a while). So have some fluff with characters sitting around and chatting for a while! Ngl, I absolutely love watching characters I like simply interacting with each other, and seeing how their different personalities play off each other. And this AU is the perfect opportunity for that!

In all honesty, this chapter should've been written and uploaded a month ago, but after I recovered from burnout, I caught a bad cold, then as soon as it started getting better, I immediately had to get work done on my bedroom. During a break in the works, my cold got worse, and then I celebrated my second worse birthday ever (after the disaster that was my 18th b-day). The very next day, my rabbit (the one in my profile pic, who means the world to me) fell critically ill and I had to rush him to the vet. I spent the following week painstakingly nursing him back to health and getting very little sleep (one of his medicines had to be administered at 2am, every day). Now that he's made a full recovery and my bedroom's done, I'm back to writing again! Although, given how long it's been, I might be a little rusty. It was still fun to write, though, so fingers crossed you enjoy it as well.

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It was one of the rare days where all of the mansion’s monster residents had taken time off from their various jobs, to focus on fixing the broken machine which had transported most of them to their current universe. After having spent several hours tirelessly pouring over their research, going over their collected data, examining the machine’s readings, and making many complicated calculations and hypotheses, Comic, Red, Stretch and Rus had retired to the living room, having been forced by their respective brother to take a break, while the latter skeleton monsters took their turn to go over their progress, offering their own input and insight where possible. Comic and Red were sat together on a sofa, admiring the wedding photos Comic was proudly showing off to an awestruck Red on his phone, while Stretch had taken one large armchair for himself, lounging gracelessly across it, one leg thrown over the side as he slurped on a bottle of honey. Meanwhile, Rus was sat in front of a small coffee table, hunched over his laptop and rapidly tapping away on the keyboard, violet eyelights fixed to the screen.

Everyone looked up upon hearing the door open, as a human woman walked into the room, heart-shaped locket gleaming against her chest, and carrying a plate full of golden-brown macarons. Looking around, her face instantly melted into a warm smile as she caught sight of Rus. Recognising her as Black’s Frisk, both Comic and Red offered her polite nods in greeting, whereas Stretch merely returned to his bottle of honey, ignoring her presence entirely. Rus, on the other hand, immediately perked up at her entrance, his expression lighting up further upon catching sight of the plate she held. Frisk marched straight towards her boyfriend’s younger brother, her smiling slipping and her eyes narrowing as she spotted the laptop he was working on.

“Pup, you’re supposed to be taking a break!” she chastised him. Rus shrunk down guiltily, offering her a sheepish grin.

“it’s just a simple coding job, easy peasy stuff! a-an’ the client wants it done asap, an’ since i wasn’t doin’ anythin’ i thought...”

“ Pup ,” Frisk glared at him, Rus immediately clamming up and sitting up straight at the commanding tone of her voice. “It doesn’t matter how easy the work is, or how talented a hacker you are, you need to take regular breaks, same as everyone else.”

Rus bowed his skull in silent acquiescence, looking every bit the scolded puppy, and Frisk’s glare softened. Pushing the plate in her hands onto the coffee table, simultaneously nudging the laptop away, she grinned at him.

“To that end, I’ve made you some maple macarons with maple buttercream filling. Much better than drinking maple syrup straight from the bottle, like some gremlin.” Here she turned her head towards Stretch, eyeing the bottle of honey in his hands with distaste. Giving her a cheeky wink, Stretch proceeded to down the rest of the sugary substance, guzzling it as noisily as he could. With a disgusted huff, Frisk turned away from said gremlin and back towards Rus, narrowly missing the amused smirk he’d shot at his alternate self.

“Urgh, utterly hopeless,” she shook her head, before pinning Rus under a stern gaze. “Don't you dare follow his example, Pup. I’ve spent too long teaching you some decent manners, for some goofball slacker to drag you back into your old bad habits. Got that?”

“absolutely,” Rus gulped, eye sockets wide. Satisfied with his easy compliance, Frisk eased back, a fond smile returning to her lips as she motioned towards the plate of macarons.

“Good boy. Enjoy your snack, Pup. And don’t eat them all at once, again , okay?!”

“i promise i won’t, m’lady,” Rus placed one hand over his sternum, giving Frisk his best innocent look. The human instantly blushed in embarrassment at the nickname, so similar to her boyfriend’s, and grabbed the tall monster’s hoodie in retaliation, yanking him into a headlock and gently grinding her knuckles against the top of his skull, ever mindful of her friend’s dangerously low HP, even though the abundant fluff of his hoodie jacket absorbed any impact from her actions. Nevertheless, Rus flailed dramatically from within her arms, making exaggerated whining noises.

“please don’t noogie the skeleton, m’lady!”

“What skeleton? All I see is a naughty puppy!” Frisk giggled playfully, giving his skull one last rub before releasing him from her hold. Rus instantly sunk down into a heap on the floor, all energy seemingly gone from his body. Rolling her eyes at his dramatics, Frisk firmly shut the lid of his laptop, before scooping it up.

“I’ll be taking this with me, to make sure you’re not tempted to use it,” she called out to him as she made her exit, waving to the other skeleton monsters in the room. “I’ll leave it in your bedroom, since I’m going there anyway to give it a good clean and vacuum. See you boneheads later!”

As soon as the door closed behind her, Rus shot up and grabbed the sweet-laden plate, proceeding to shovel the macarons into his mouth, devouring them with gusto. Comic raised a browbone at the display.

“hey rus, didn’t you promise your frisk you wouldn’t eat them all in one go?”

Swallowing his current mouthful, Rus looked up at the question.

“i did an’ i haven’t. see?” he held out the plate, which now contained a single macaron, sole survivor of the massacre. “i’m savin’ this one for later.”

Comic grinned at him. “fair enough.”

Stretch leaned forward, looking at Rus with bemusement.

“you two sure are close. i’m surprised you’re fine with the human going into your room, especially to clean it. even if my honey’d be okay with it, i’d never let our universe’s frisk into our bedroom,” Stretch frowned, appalled at the very idea of his former nemesis entering the safe, comforting haven he now shared with his girlfriend.

Rus shrugged unconcernedly, his magical, purple tongue darting out to lick up the remains of maple buttercream from his fangs.

“eh, m’lady’s practically my big sis, an’ she’s used to takin’ care of everyone and runnin’ the house,” Rus distractedly informed the others, as he readjusted his clothes and spiked dog collar, left askew following Frisk’s previous manhandling of him. “after chara, m-my chara that is, broke the barrier in our universe, the girls, asriel an’ mk all moved in together. m’lady took charge of everythin’, the cookin’, the cleanin’, the lot. apparently, she used to do all that in the past, before she, ya know... died... uh, she said she wanted to make herself useful to the queen, so that her majesty would accept her into the family, but well, it didn’t exactly work out for her,” Rus trailed off, his expression falling as he thought of his queen’s attempted murder of Frisk, and the latter’s subsequent death. Shaking off his depressing thoughts, he turned back towards Stretch.

“a-anyway, once we all moved in together, m’lady demanded to see my room an’, well, she’s not the kinda person you can say ‘no’ to. so, when she entered my bedroom, she took one look around and said,” Rus cleared his non-existent throat, affecting a high-pitched, haughty, feminine voice, “urgh! what an utter pigsty! you’re an even bigger slob than my brothers! and it smells like something died in here! oh, right. your dignity.”

The other three monsters immediately burst into raucous laughter, as Rus ducked his head low in embarrassment, a bright blush overtaking his skull as it sank deeper into the fluff of his hood.

“w-well, since then, m’lady has insisted on cleanin’ my room herself,” Rus hurriedly continued, his voice desperately trying to rise above the sounds of the others’ laughter, although Red’s boisterous guffaws rang loudly in the room. “she cleans everyone else’s rooms, too, an’ chara’s more’n happy to let her do as she pleases. says she doesn’t see the point in doin’ work that other people’re willin’ to do for you.”

“heh, sounds like my own chara,” Stretch’s snickers were finally dying down, as he wiped tears from the corners of his sockets. “i’m surprised black is okay with his frisk taking charge of all the household chores. he doesn’t seem the type to let anyone take over his duties, even his own girlfriend. i know my bro wouldn’t stand for that.”

Rus shrugged helplessly.

“well, m’lord ain’t exactly thrilled with it, since he used to run the house when it was just us two. him ‘n m’lady are always buttin’ skulls over who does what, but they actually seem to enjoy bickerin’. chara calls it their ‘love language’. says it’s their way of expressin’ their feelings for each other an’ that we shouldn’t interfere. eh, she knows best. so long’s they’re both happy, they can flirt as weirdly as they like.”

Comic sank contentedly into his couch, a wide, genuine grin on his skull.

“welp, i’m glad you and your frisk get along so well. it kinda reminds me of my own wife and baby bro.”

“heh, thanks, comic,” Rus gave him a shy, delighted smile. “gotta admit, it’s kinda nice havin’ another older sibling fussin’ over me. m’lord’s more hands-off than m’lady, preferrin’ to let me make my own mistakes an’ learn from ‘em, though he always steps in to throw me a bone when i really need him. m’lady’s a lot more protective an’ loves to mother her siblings; i guess ‘cause she never really had a mum herself? neither did i, really. huh... i wonder if this’s what it feels like?”

Rus hummed, a viciously sharp phalange tapping on his mandible, a pensive look on his skull. Stretch leaned back into his armchair, crossing his arms.

“i still don’t get it,” he huffed, browbones furrowed in bewilderment. “how can you be such good friends with your frisk after what she did to your underground? didn’t she kill everyone? all your friends, your bro ? how can you be okay with that?”

The room fell into uncomfortable silence at his words, Comic and Red avoiding everyone’s gaze, while Rus froze in shock, his eye sockets going dark. Stretch looked away uneasily, feeling guilty for having caused such an awkward mood. Eventually, Rus let out a tired sigh, pulling his hood lower over his skull.

“you have to understand, my underground? it wasn’t exactly a... nice place. an’ us monsters weren’t great people either. when everyone around you believes it’s ‘kill or be killed’, it’s kinda hard to make friends. to have hope. to... care. but frisk, she cared. she cared a lot. even after she died, she kept carin’. but she’d lost hope. gave into despair. so, she started killin’ everyone, to... to save them, in the only way she believed she could. monsters in our universe were violent, aggressive, dangerous to everyone, even ourselves. frisk didn’t believe there was hope for a peaceful future for us aboveground, or that humans could ever accept us, or us them, an’ she didn’t want another war between our species. so, if we were just gonna die anyway, either at the hands of humans or other monsters, then she thought it’d be better if she killed us all herself. she’s very good with her rapier, ya see, an expert fencer even, able to inflict a lotta damage in only a few quick, precise hits, killin’ her opponent as quickly and painlessly as she possibly could. that was her mercy. an’, well, i can’t hate her for that.”

“even when you were fighting her?” Stretch blinked at him, taken aback by his explanation. Rus tilted his skull to the side, frowning lightly at him.

“i didn’t fight her.”

“what?!” both Comic and Stretch yelled in astonishment.

“i didn’t fight my frisk,” Rus shrugged, crossing his arms defensively. “i didn’t have the heart to stop her, not after losin’ so much. but i did beg her to reconsider. i pleaded with her to give up her plans and find another way. there had to be a better way. an’ i knew that, if she were determined enough, she could find it. i believed in her. in both of the humans, even if i hadn’t realised at the time that there were two of ‘em. an’ i must’ve gotten through to her, somehow, because she dropped her weapon an’ reset. m’lady later told me that she couldn’t bring herself to kill me, that, despite everythin’, she still wanted to believe in us, too.”

Comic let out a low whistle.

“wow. i’m impressed you actually managed to convince your first fallen human to give up. my own words never swayed the brat at all, but they did eventually manage to reach my frisky. i don’t wanna even think about what would’ve happened if frisk hadn’t broken the brat’s control and spared me back then,” Comic grimaced at that, an unpleasant shiver running up his spine as he scratched at his ribs, trying to ignore the phantom ache of what could’ve been. “wish i could’ve avoided the fight entirely, though. i’m not proud of what i had to do. you’re lucky you never had to fight a genocidal human, rus. they’ll give you one hell of a bad time.”

Stretch nodded grimly in agreement, while Red only smirked at his alternate self.

“i’ll have ta take yer word fer it, since i never fought one either.”

The others turned to him in shock, caught off guard by his unexpected revelation. Red snickered at their astonished expressions.

“i never bothered ta fight our world’s chara. never saw the point. once she’d dusted boss, i made myself scarce an’ didn’t meet her at all fer the rest ‘o her run, ‘cause what reason did i have ta stop her? ta save the other monsters? the humans aboveground? ha ! i didn’t giva damn ‘bout anyone 'sides my lil bro. with him dead, the rest ‘o the world could burn fer all i cared.”

The others fidgeted uneasily, troubled by Red’s complete lack of concern for the people of his own universe.

“so, if you didn’t stop the human’s genocide run, who did?” Comic hesitantly questioned.

“the kid did, from what my girl told me,” Red shrugged dismissively. “or, at least he tried ta. once chara’d killed his royal bitchiness, the kid, well, the weed back then, snuck in an’ stole the human souls, absorbed ‘em an’ turned inta this ‘nightmare abomination’, as frisk put it. apparently, that was when my sweetheart finally grew a backbone an’ decided enough was enough. she refused ta kill the weed an’ overthrew chara. after she reset, she got real serious ‘bout pacifism. wouldn’t allow anyone ta refuse her mercy, even if it meant she had ta kick their asses inta submission. damn was she sexy...”

Red trailed off as he got lost in pleasant memories, gaze distant and dreamy, his eyelights becoming fuzzy red hearts as a bright, crimson blush spread across his skull, chuckling under his breath.

“ ahem ,” Stretch interrupted loudly, breaking Red out of whatever surely perverted fantasies he was lost in, before he started drooling or something equally disturbing for Stretch to witness on a face so similar to that of his sweet and innocent big bro. And he refused to even entertain the possibility of his brother being anything else.

“and your chara was just okay with that?” Comic asked, doubting that any version of his world’s forceful and hateful Chara would be so accepting of defeat. Red snorted in amusement, his sharp grin turning wry.

“nah. bi- uh, brat tried one more time ta erase the world, right at the very end, but frisk wasn’t havin’ anymore of anyone’s shit, so she put the most epic smackdown on chara i’d ever seen. my sweetheart’s such a badass, even if she really hates ta admit it. she tries so hard ta be gentle an’ harmless. heh, how cute. anyways, she then spouted some bullshit ‘bout peace an’ love, mercy an’ forgiveness, ya know, all that power o’ friendship crap they tell gullible lil kids, an’ chara finally cracked.” Red gave the others a sly, conspiratorial grin. “heh, ya wouldn’t guess it from how she acts, but our chara’s actually a huge softy. only reason she wanted ta erase the world, was ‘cause it was such a shithole, full of irredeemable assholes. in the past, she’d always tried ta be positive an’ see the best in people, like frisky does, but once asgore murdered her with that poisoned tea an’ the underground became a livin’ hell, she lost hope. she turned ta hate instead. can’t really blame her, honestly. i gave up hope a long time ago.” Red’s smile turned rueful, almost a grimace. “heh, guess we’re more alike than i like ta acknowledge. all we both needed was ta be shown real love, instead o’ LOVE, fer once in our lives, ta believe things can get better.”

They all fell into a pensive silence, contemplating his words. Comic, in particular, began to reflect on his own world’s Chara. His soon-to-be sister-in-law had once loved monsters so deeply, that she’d sacrificed her own life as part of her mad, ultimately doomed, plan to free them all. It was only when her brother had betrayed her to protect the very humans who’d ended up killing them both, when her father had declared war on humans in his grief and anger, when her mother had abandoned her people to hide in a cave, when all monsters had proven only too happy to sacrifice others to save themselves, that she’d given up hope. Disillusioned, she’d fallen to hate.

A hate that, even to this day, she struggled with. She was only learning to overcome it with the unconditional love and support of her adoptive family and... Papyrus. The one person who’d never given up hope, in anything or anyone. Indeed, his little bro believed that there was good in her. His wife also believed that there was good in her. Maybe... maybe it was about time for him to believe that as well. After all, they’d gotten him to believe that there was good in him . And maybe then, hopefully, he could let go of his own lingering hate as well, and learn to, if not love, then at least accept one who was so important to the two people Comic loved above all others.

After a while, Red cleared his non-existent throat anxiously, unused to being so honest and open about himself, and unwilling to dwell on what he’d revealed, he turned to address Stretch.

“hey, lanky, orange you gonna tell us ‘bout yer encounter with yer frisk? it ain’t a stretch ta assume ya fought her, right?”

Comic and Rus turned their expectant gazes on Stretch, who shrank back, running one skeletal hand nervously over his skull, looking uncomfortable at the turn of their conversation.

“h-heh, well, you’re right about me fighting her,” he admitted uneasily. “i did try to talk her out of her path, beforehand, but i guess i wasn’t persuasive enough. or she was just too determined. anyway, afterwards, i didn’t bother trying to convince her anymore, i knew she wasn’t going to listen to me. and i didn’t know that there was someone else inside her who might. so i just kept attacking her, and killing her, until eventually... she won.”

The others leaned towards him, listening with rapt attention.

“so, c’mon, spit it out,” Red growled impatiently. “what happened? did she kill ya? why’d she give up an’ reset if she actually managed ta beat ya?”

Stretch shoved his hands into the pockets of his orange hoodie, hunching in on himself as he recalled the painful memory of his defeat, as well as the unexpected aftermath.

“she almost killed me. she was about to, i could tell,” he stared off into the distance, browbones furrowed in thought, his mind focused on the past. “she held one of her twin daggers above her, poised to strike, the other one lodged in the sleeve of my hoodie, keeping me pinned to the wall just long enough for her to deliver the killing blow, when all of a sudden... she started crying.”

“eh?”

The other skeleton monsters all blinked in unison, sporting perplexed looks on their skulls. Stretch rubbed his mandible as he contemplated his words.

“well, to be more accurate, chara started crying,” he corrected himself. “even frisk seemed surprised. she immediately halted her attack, dropping her dagger, and started comforting chara. though it just looked like she was talking to herself at first, until she... retreated deep into her mind, i guess? she just sorta... shut down, or something. kept crying, though. it was unnerving. well, more so than a genocidal human with time-altering powers, dead set on murdering everyone you know and love.”

“does sound a bit creepy, not gonna lie,” Rus agreed, perturbed at that mental image.

“so, didya take this chance to kill the human?” Comic enquired curiously. Stretch shot him an appalled look, seeming offended at the very idea.

“what?! no! of course not! i’d never go so low as to kill someone when they’re just stood there, crying, completely defenceless.”

Comic shrunk down, guiltily averting his eyelights. Beside him, Red snorted.

“i would,” he admitted easily, shrugging his shoulders unapologetically at Rus and Stretch’s joint disapproving stares, not an ounce of shame in his wide, sharp-toothed grin. Comic coughed nervously.

“so, uh... you ever find out what was up with the crying?”

Turning away from Red, Stretch nodded his skull, idly scratching the back of it, as he grimaced in remembrance.

“yup. my chara told me that she was so upset at the thought of me dying, that her crying manifested on her physical body, even bypassing her frisk’s influence. and frisk immediately dropped everything to go comfort her, even going so far as to promise to give up her run and returning control to chara, just to make her stop crying.”

Stretch’s voice held a distinct note of disbelief, as if he couldn’t quite believe that the cold, ruthless murderer, who’d so efficiently slaughtered her way through the entire Underground, would so easily give up everything she’d worked for, purely because of another’s tears. Rus hummed thoughtfully.

“if she’s anythin’ like m’lady, i’m guessin’ your frisk’s big sister instincts musta kicked in.”

Stretch blinked in surprise at the suggestion, automatically opening his mouth to deny that absurd possibility, before he paused as he mulled it over.

“well... our world’s asriel and mk are both massive crybabies, even if mk tries to act tough a lotta the time. our world’s frisk is probably used to comforting criers,” he hesitantly admitted.

Rus leaned forward excitedly, mouth set in a wide, pleased grin, golden fangs glinting merrily.

“heh, yeah, m’lady’s the same! anytime anyone turns on the waterworks, she’s immediately on ‘em, fussin’ like a mama hen. ‘specially if it’s someone she cares about. doesn't matter what she’s doin’, or what mood she’s in, she just can’t ignore someone in tears. not that chara’s any different, she’s just a lot more practical ‘bout it, an’ always keeps a cool head, but m’lady’s all heart. they’re both full of love, they just show it in different ways.”

Stretch nodded slowly, musing over Rus’s words.

“huh. i think i get what you mean. even with such high LOVE, our frisk still managed to turn back from her path, to set aside her pain, her despair, because despite everything, she’s still someone who cares about others. she still loves her friends and family more than anything.”

A warm, peaceful air settled over the group upon that observation. Comic smiled softly to himself, as he voiced what they were all thinking.

“it seems like, no matter the universe, love will always win out over LOVE.”

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In case I didn’t make it clear, Rus’s favourite food is maple syrup and he works as a freelance hacker (he’s also in charge of the monster embassy’s cyber security). Rose’s death is mostly based on the original Underfell creator’s version of Fell!Chara’s death, while Amethyst’s death is mostly based on my incredibly talented and wonderful friend, @wolfkice’s headcanon for FellSwap!Frisk’s death. I’ll elaborate more on this in a future chapter, but basically, UF!Asgore gave Rose poisoned golden flower tea, in the guise of a peace offering, and she died, whereas FS!Toriel gave Amethyst poisoned butterscotch-cinnamon pie, but changed her mind at the last second, clueing Amethyst in on the truth. FS!MK then stole a piece of the pie, not knowing it was poisoned, and offered it to her, to cheer her up, and she ate it and died.

I’ve also given the First Fallen Humans their own individual weapons. Amethyst wields a rapier. Sapphire wields dual daggers. I couldn’t find a good place to mention it here, but Rose wields a sabre. And obviously, Buttercup wields the real knife. The Frisks prefer thrusting/stabbing attacks, whereas the Charas favour a slashing motion. I may have put a little too much thought into how each girl likes to kill their opponent.

I know I didn’t focus too much on classic Sans, but well, he’s Sans, the guy we all know and love enough to make a billion versions of, to simp over. I don’t feel any great need to expand on and explore his character as much as I do for the others, especially since these versions of them are entirely MINE, whereas I try to keep classic Sans as close to canon as possible, minus the fact that he remembers Resets (and Continues/Reloads), when, canonically, he doesn’t. It’s more dramatic and meaningful this way.

I'm sorry these Author's Notes are really long, but there was quite a lot I wanted to explain. Hopefully, I'll keep them more concise in the future. Now that I'm back in the swing of writing again, I'm desperate to keep the momentum going and work on the many other chapter/fic ideas I've had to put on the backburner. Hope to have the next fic posted soon!

[wolfkice]

How would Classic react to Papyra?

Undertale - Sans reacts to papara

DA:[link]

[semisolidmind]

Papyrus being a super caring dad?

don't flirt with corbel's dad, in any universe. he'll just turn it into an opportunity to brag about his beautiful wife and genius kid.

(i was gonna do a classic pap, but stretch carrying his son in a baby carrier was too great an image. @franstastic-ideas is credited for the naming of the papara child)

[shorukarts]

Quick question, do you ship papara in other aus? If so could you please do classic papara?

There ya go !! ❤️🧡

last Tumblr request!

An honest answer

I ship characters depending on the au ( if that's what the creator likes and it's morally acceptable by my beliefs I'm all for it ) and imo it works cuz it's not that far from Frans

[randomfandomasks]

Undertale Character list & AUS (Update)

I'll try to keep you guys update every time I add (or plan to add) a new AU or a new Character. And I'll also give nicknames to a few of them. A lot of the Characters do not have a nickname yet.

Here are the Characters & AUs that I write:

Untertale:

(Aged up) Frisk (Classic Frisk) 

Toriel (Classic Toriel, Classic Tori, goat mom)

Napstablook (Classic Napstablook)

Sans (Classic Sans or just Classic)

Papyrus  (Classic Papyrus)

Undyne (Classic Undyne)

Alphys (Classic Alphys)

Mettaton (Classic Mettaton, Metta)

Asgore (Classic Asgore)

Grillby  (Classic Grillby)

Muffet  (Classic Muffet)

(Aged up) Asriel (Classic Asriel) 

(Aged up) Chara (Classic Chara)

W.D Gaster  (Classic W.D Gaster)

Underfell:

(Aged up) Frisk 

Toriel (edgy goat mom, “evil” stepmother)

Napstablook (Dark ghosty)

Sans (Red)

Papyrus (Edge)

Undyne (Violence, Spear of torture)

Alphys (Mad doc)

Mettaton (killer robot)

Asgore (BlackTea)

Grillby  (flame)

Muffet (back widow)

(Aged up) Asriel 

(Ages up) Chara

W.D Gaster (Doctor Frankenstein)

Underswap: 

(Aged up) Chara (swappy)

Asgore (goat dad)

Mettablook ( Happstablook)

Papyrus (stretch, carrot, orange, honey)

Sans (blue, blueberry, sonic)

Alphys (axe of justice)

Undyne (FishScience)

Napstaton (Napton)

Toriel (Queen)

(Aged up) Frisk 

(Aged up) Monster Kid  (God of hyperfun)

River Gaster (new added)

Swapfell:

(Aged up) Chara 

Asgore (”evil” stepdad)

Mettablook (killer ghost)

Papyrus (smoker, smokey)

Sans (blackberry, raspberry)

Alphys (axe of death)

Undyne (evil sushi)

Napstaton 

Toriel (”evil” queen)

(Aged up) Frisk 

(Aged up) Monster Kid 

Horrortale:

Sans (Horror, Axe, Slasher)

Papyrus (Sugar, Willow )

Undyne

Storyshift:

(aged up) Frisk (shifty, pretty mirror)

Papyrus (prince Papyrus)

(aged up) Chara (Chocolate simp, the cool sibling)

(aged up) Asriel (the cute sibling, Rei)

Toriel (Mothers instincts)

Asgore (sciencegoat)

Undyne (artificial fishsticks)

Sans (King Sans, BONEsty (Majesty + Bone))

Fellswap Gold: 

Sans (Wine)

Papyrus (Coffee)

(Other Characters will be included soon)

Mafiatale: 

Asgore (Don Asgore, Boss)

Toriel (Lady Toriel)

(aged up) Asriel (Snipergoat)

(aged up) Chara (hitman)

(aged up) Frisk 

Gaster 

Alphys

Undyne 

Napstablook (Gambling snail, Spy)

Mettaton (MettalIic Charm)

Sans (gunslinger)

Papyrus (laughing gun)

Grillby 

Muffet (Tarantula)

Mafiaswap:

Toriel (Lady Boss, Boss Toriel, Boss Lady)

Asgore (mafiadad)

(aged up) Asriel (gentlegoat)

(aged up) Chara 

(aged up) Frisk 

(aged up) Monster Kid (MK)

Sans (sonic gun)

Papyrus (bodyguard)

Undyne

Alphys

Mettablook

Napstaton

Muffet

Grillby

Gaster

Mafiafell (new added):

Asgore (Godfather)

Toriel (Donna)

Asriel (Shotgun)

Chara (exterminator? cold eyes?) (I don´t really know, but I´m happy to hear your suggestions)

Frisk (little boss)

Sans (bruiser)

Papyrus (assault rifle or just rifle)

Undyne (due process)

Napstablook (acid, acid spitter)

Mettaton (lasergun)

Alphys (doc. poison)

Gaster (sulfur)

Grillby (pyre)

Muffet (genderbent) (Webber)

Burgerpants (Whiskers)

Shiftfell/Storyfell (new added)

Asriel (Black Star)

Chara (Cherry) (she/her)

Toriel

Asgore

Sans

Papyrus

Outertale:(new added)

Sans (comet)

Papyrus (pluto)

Gaster (lost star)

Grillby (Rainbow flame)

mics AUS (Aus that I only use a few Characters):

Storyswap (Chara, Asriel, Toriel, Asgore, Papyrus) 

Altertale (Sans, Toriel, Asgore,) 

Altered Destiny (Sans, Toriel, Asgore) 

Swapshift/History recast (Frisk, Monster Kid) 

X-tale: Sans (Cross), Chara (XChara) (new added)

ErrorSans (new added)

NightmareSans (new added)

AUs that will be added soon:

DreamSans

InkSans

GenoSans

AUs/Characters that I'm currently interested in but haven't decided  if I want to add them yet: 

ReaperSans

(maybe) Arsonfell (Frisk, and Sans only)

AUs that I won't include:

Dusttale

Underlust

FreshSans (or Underfresh in general)

Killer!Sans

Dancetale 

Ships that I do headcannons for:

Frisk x Chara. 

Frisk x Asriel, 

Frisk x Chara x Asriel (Poly) (they all are aged up)

Sans x Toriel, 

Sans x Grillby,

 Sans x Asgore 

Toriel x Asgore, (only in Undertale and Mafiaswap)

Papyrus x Mettaton 

Asgore x Gaster (only in Undertale)

Gaster x Grillby 

Grillby x Muffet

Undyne x Alphys

 Chara + Asriel 

(All of those Ships also work with x reader/ S/O)

Ships that I won't write for:

I don´t write for incest Ships so, no Sancest, Fontcest, Goatcest and so on

Any Ships with Monster Kid or Flowey

Frans  because I often see Sans as a father figure or big brother figure or as a dunkle.

Papara same reason as with Sans. I kinda see Papyrus (especially Underswap Papyrus) as father figure/brother figure.

Papyrus x Frisk

Sans x Chara

Altertale Toriel and Asgore because in this AU they are siblings.

Mafiaswap Sans and Mafiaswap Toriel because in this AU Toriel and Asgore are still married

Mafiaswap Papyrus and Mafiaswap Asgore the same reason as with Mafiaswap Soriel

Mafiaswap Charisk, Mafiaswap Frisk x Asriel, Mafiaswap Chara x Asriel, Mafiaswap Frisk x Asriel x Chara because they all grow up from a very young age together. (and because Mafiaswap is more of a platonic AU, which means that the only romantic ship between those Characters will be Mafiaswap Asgore x Mafiaswap Toriel)

Any Underfell,Fellswap Gold, Swapfell  and Horrortale ships because I think its unhealthy.

Storyshift Asriel x Chara because Chara looks a  lot older than Asriel.

If there’s an AU that you like that is not mentioned feel free to suggest it.

Also, before I forget I do not really have a limit, but keep in mind that the more Characters the longer I'll probably need for the ask (depends on the ask of course)

[samara-asaika]

Could you draw some good old classic papara?

If you find out which drawing of my posts are these plushy Papyrus + Chara I will post a new one~

[nurizyume]

=INTRODUCTION=

Before you check my content, there’s a few things I would like to apply somethin for my dear followers to understand:-

1. This blog is PG-15. Please mind yourself I will be posting some dark themes and some suggestive material. 

2. Be respectful to the ship. I’m quite open to any of the ships except incest and pedophile. Don’t even try to say bad things about my ship cuz I will just abandon your reaction. 

3. Post Schedule. For now, I will try to post art weekly to keep you guys some updates what I do recently. I have two AUs working on currently so please be patient. I’m a dying student here

4.Art Request. No. I won’t open art request on Tumblr unless I make a post about it. If you want me to draw your OC, you can send me a ko-fi (3$).

5. No art theft/ tracer. I won’t hesitate to call you out if I saw you trace or copy any of my work. Yes. I won’t stay quiet about your identity either way so please be mindful of what you do.

Content?

For now, I’m joining FNF, UnderTale, Little Nightmare and horror indie RPG game.

Aus?

I have 3AUs in Undertale:-

1.CodeBreaker. Featuring Arwaa, Matias and Fidel doing their small research to find their creators.

2.ShinoBae AU. Focusing on Reader x AU in classic Japanese theme mix with fantasy theme related to spiritual.

3. Underorder AU. Another au where humans took all monsters and turned them into their slave to the rest of their live after the war. 

Ships?

Like I said earlier, I’m very open with any kind of ship as long as it doesn’t touch to any uncomfortable theme such as incest, toxic relationship, and pedophile. Here’s my list I usually enjoy.

Sanscest

Papcest

Grillcest

Grillster

FontCest(not related to incest)

Frans

Friskriel

Papara

Chasriel

KingDing

Alphdyne

self-shipping. yes. i have no shame for myself. Fite me

Tags?

#nurizyumeart- to find all of my arts

#bunbuntalk- answer my qna or hear my ramble

#shinobae au- all info about my au

#theBreaker- all info about CodeBreaker 

#underorder au- all info related to that au

[miezmiau-animations]

Me: searching for classic Papara fanfics

Nobody:

Not even a soul:

Archive of our own: So you searched for Frans and Aus!

GOD DAMN IT WHY I JUST WANTED TO READ

Every time it's the same ...

[ichigosatsuki]

Just wanted to put down a big list of my OCs and such cause why not right? If this doesn't interest you then I totally understand! ^^

But for those that do want to look through all this..fair warning it might be a bit long..

Especially since I'll probably be updating this whenever I make a new OC 😅

Persona(s):

Ichigo Satsuki - My persona

Chole - My little sister's persona

D.h.r. the porcupine - Sonic persona

Beryl Quartz - Kirby persona

Aura the Riolu - Pokésona

BlackenFlower - Warrior Cats persona

N.I.C.0 - Human turned 'Monster' Cat Android / my UT persona

Sombra - A female Enderman / my Minecraft persona

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Alternate universe things:

MacabreLand - An island of weird creatures and experiments

SanityTale - Undertale AU about crazy monsters

CreamyTale - Undertale AU about ice cream humans and monsters

PolySanses - A silly little polyamorous Sanscest shipfest

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Random OCs:

Irus - Basically an old protecter character

Splatter, Spatter, and Spatts - Bitty ghostie slimes

Nanu - Little demon sprite

Aemil Thorn - Genderbent Amy Rose

Pip the Dog - Animal Crossing resident

King Ozwald - Basically Anti-Oswald the Lucky Rabbit

Mick-Z - Anti-Mickey mouse

Classic, Ying, Yang, Lime, Bubblegum, and Velvet - Oswald bitties

Looney the Fox - Happy Tree Friends

Pumpkin the plush demon - Based off my Bendy doll

Cupbbit - Cuphead Oswald fusion

BlossomHeart - Riverclan Warrior Cat

Mugskey - Mugman Mickey fusion

GlimmerKit/Streak - Shadowclan Warrior Cat

Hershey - Neko chocolate skeleton

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ChestnuttKit/Sight - Defected from Riverclan to become Shadowclan Warrior cat

LoliPoppy & LoliPopskey - Lolipop candy person things

Undertale OCs:

Gabriola - Nico's adopted skele-son

Nathan Roman - Nico's skeleton roommate

The Puppet that speaks in Hands - Gaster+Marionette fusion

PapNapper!Sans/Philo - SansOC that kidnaps Papyruses

Stitches - Swapped Error!Sans

Scissors - Swapped Ink!Sans

MP2 - Mystery_person 2

Acrylic - Mannequin created from Ink!Sans vials mixing together

Pyrus - Pet lamia Papyrus bitty

Chronus - A clockwork keeper and fixer spider monster

Flapper Parasyte - FreshLust SansOC fusion

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Undertale kid OCs:

Wicker - UT!Sansby (Sans x Grillby)

ButterScotch - Swap!Papara (Papyrus x Chara)

Rasoira - Cross x Swap!Sans

Daisy - Flowey x Temmie

Tonto - Temmie x Annoying Dog

Origami - Swapped!Error x Swapped!Ink

Glamour - UT!MettaSans (Mettaton x Sans)

Francine - UT!Frans (Frisk x Sans)

Construction Paper - PaperJam x Palette

Saru - UT!Frans (Frisk x Sans)

Cox - Swapped!Error x Swapped!Ink

Arco Star - Cross x Swap!Sans

Nexus - Fell!Burgerpants x Papyrus

Brexr - Horror x Swap!Sans

Obsidian - Goth x PaperJam

Cremé - Tale!Sans x Fell!Sans

WanderStruck - Palette x Goth

BoysenBerry - Nightmare x Swap!Sans

Alexza - Error x Swap!Sans

Basil - Horror x Dust

Delter - Reaper x Alter