#horrortale alternate universe they escape

[writings-ofthe-heart]

Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Alphys/Undyne (Undertale), Mettaton/Papyrus (Undertale), Sans & Toriel (Undertale), Aliza & Flowey (Undertale), Aliza & Papyrus (Undertale), Aliza & Toriel (Undertale) Characters: Sans (Undertale), Alphys (Undertale), Toriel (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Undyne (Undertale), Flowey (Undertale), Reader Additional Tags: Not Beta Read, Horrortale Sans (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Horrortale (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Summary:

Monsters have been out in the open world for 2 years. You've just graduated from Medical school and finding a job is harder then it seems. After being hired scarily fast at a clinic near your neighborhood, you seem skeptical until you meet everyone. They seem... nice enough? What has you most interested is the skeleton brothers, family friends of the owner. More specifically, the older yet shorter brother of the two. The entire monster race is an interesting phenomenon. Held together, kept alive by the strings of magic? Seems odd enough that gives you the need to investigate, after all, you're more logical then believing in "magic" straight away. But the history behind them is anything but pretty. Can the monsters prove their humanity? Can you stay on their - his good side?

[amalia-uwu]

Το τίμημα της αγάπης

(Price of love)

I don't own Undertale, Horrortale, Farmtale! The rights go to the respective owners!

Undertale by Toby Fox

Horrortale by Sour Apple Studios

Farmtale by to GuinongTale_AU

Warnings ⚠️ : angst, unrealistic medical stuff, inaccurate medical stuff.

Part 1 [ press here ]

Part 2 [ you are here :) ]

Alright, this is supposed to be part 2! However, you can also take as an alternative ending? Version?

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If you have a different idea, scenario, your are welcome to write it or draw it!

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They shook their heads no. The nurses lowered their heads and some of them shed tears.

They put the bedsheet above his body.

They went outside.

Axe had his hands on his forehead.  As soon as he saw the nurse he shoot up. He looked at her with anticipation.

She shook her head no.

Axe felt the ground disappearing under his feet.

He looked away from her. His soul sank.

"May I see him?" he asked. The nurse nodded a forlorn expression on her face.

She opened the door and let him in. He nodded thanking her. She left them alone.

....

Axe entered in. There was silence.

There was a soft light on the ceiling. He saw Saejun's body covered with the white bedsheet.

Axe's eye sockets burned, he  blinked the tears away.

He walked towards him and stood for mere seconds. It was eerily quiet.

He took a shaky breath, stretched his shaking phalanges and took a hold of the bedsheet. He gently lifted it, uncovering his body.

Axe hiccuped a breath as he saw him. He just stared for a little bit.

Axe gently caressed Saejun's cheekbones with his index phalanx. Saejun looked peaceful as if he was just sleeping.

Axe continued caressing Saejun's mandible, collarbone, sternum.

As if he was the most precious porcelain in the world. Axe's touch was soft and tender.

Sans's bones were cold and had a grayish color.

Axe didn't like how cold Saejun was that's why he wrapped Saejun's body with the bedsheet.

He gently picked him up and hugged him. It's okay he had a lot of body heat to share.

Axe took Saejun's hand and held it to his face. He gave it a soft kiss and rubbed his cheekbone to it.

He gently shook him "wake up...it's not time to sleep..let's go home..you promised to show me your garden, orchard. You said.. you will tell me about the stars, the plants, the vegetables...."

Silence.

"Saejun... I.. I'll take you to my place, show you my works. How I carve wood.. I'll even help you make something.. Anything. We will make something together.. I.. I'll show you everything i know!"

Silence.

"Farmy...? We.. We promised to each other that we will do many things together.. You won't break that promise right?"

Noone answered.

Axe kept shaking him. Saejun's bones rattled.

No life.

Axe closed his eyes tightly shut. A sob escaped his teeth as he buried his face on Saejun's chest. The situation had settled in..

The grief and anger turned into a thunderous scream.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAARRGHHH!"

Axe hugged him tighter.

His mandible above Saejun's forehead. He held him close to his chest, securing him from the cruel outside world "Sae..jun..." he whispered "why? WHYY?!".

"IT SHOULD HAVE BEEN ME!"

"WHY DID YOU PUSH ME?! HE WAS AIMING AT ME!!"

Noone answered his anguished cries...

He didn't know how long he was there..

While hugging him an idea came to his mind.

Due to the universe he was coming from.. He couldn't heal easily. 

Yet; he already lost everything he cared about...

So what was there to lose?

He could try..

He set Saejun down, carefully. Axe put his phalanges on Saejun's sternum and forehead.

He tried to heal him but couldn't form healing magic.

He tried again and again.

Saejun couldn't die.

Saejun was too young.

Saejun saved him.

Axe loved him!

They had promised to do many things, together.

Their promises will be fulfilled no matter the cost.

He felt the determination flowing through  his soul.

He won't give up. HE WON'T GIVE UP!

Axe lifted and hugged Saejun tighter.

He tried again and again.

He concentrated. His entire being, everything that made Axe who he is. He concentrated to the positive feelings.

Hope,

Compassion,

Faith,

Magic,

L o v e

Love.. Not in a million years did he believe that a humble Farmer would change his life..

His compassion, kindness, affection...

Axe concentrated harder, his soul, energy and love made him able to cure.

He felt their souls being pulled out of their sternums. Green and blood red.

He felt the healing magic appearing in his hands.

"Come back to me" Axe whispered and tenderly kissed his forehead.

He felt healing magic flowing through his entire body. He brought his teeth closer to Saejun's.

He gave him a kiss as he pressed Saejun's body closer to his. Their souls and teeth touching.

Saejun... opened his eyes and gasped.

Axe's teeth were touching his; Giving energy (something like kiss of life, but Axe is giving energy).

Axe kept concentrating. He kept pressing Saejun's body closer to his.

"Breathe with me". Axe mumbled.

Saejun, slowly but surely, did. Swallow breaths became deeper.

Sans's chest slowly followed the rhythm.

"That's it! Breathe with me! In. Hold. Out. Again." Axe encouraged.

Their souls merged. Healing each other.

Axe healed Saejun's soul.

However, it's as if Saejun's soul knew the struggle the other soul went through to help it.

So, for this exact reason  Saejun's soul offered as much energy and healing as it could provide.

The two souls helped each other. 

"I love you!" Axe said and with that the procedure ended. Axe gently laid him down; never leaving his hand.

It seems that the light and energy had caught the nurses and doctors attention.

Nurses run in with Papyrus (Saejun's brother).

Axe gave too much energy. He closed his eyes exhausted, his skull fall above the bed..

.......

Papyrus removed Axe and held him away from Sans.

Papyrus looked at the doctors as they began checking Saejun's body. He showed signs of life.

A nurse motioned Papyrus to follow her outside. Papyrus nodded and left the room.

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Saejun opened his eyes and gasped hungrily.

He coughed and groaned in pain.

The doctors added a magic IV and a breathing mask above his nasal cavity.

It took some minutes for him to calm down.

The doctors noticed that his sternum injury  hadn't healed.

They checked his soul. His soul seemed fine...And..

Oh...

Oh! Would you look at that!

Saejun's soul had a red heart shaped dot to the spot where the bullet had hit him.

The doctors looked surprised, yet they sighed with relief and took care of his sternum.

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Papyrus carried Axe to another room and the nurse examined him. Axe seemed fine physically, the nurse summoned Axe's soul.

Axe's soul, had small green heart-shaped dot at the center of his soul.

Moreover a crack from long ago had healed leaving a green line.

Papyrus stayed with him. The nurse added an IV and let him rest..

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(some time later)

Axe's skull and thorax ached.

«Ugh... What happened?

My skull, my thorax , where am I ?»

His skull throbbed. He tried to concentrate his sensations.

He was laying in something soft, he heard a beeping noise and murmurs. A voice "He is awake.."

He opened his eyes. Everything was  cloudy.

Axe blinked a couple of times and rubbed his skull.

He carefully sat up. He felt strong humeri wrapping around him. He was pressed on a body. He blinked a little more.

Papyrus hugged him. "You saved my brother!", there was relief, gratitude in his voice.

Axe was confused "what?"

Papyrus smiled and looked at the side.

It took some time to understand what was happening. He followed Papyrus's gaze and saw..

"Saejun?" he asked not believing his own eye sockets.

Sans turned his head and looked at Axe. A soft, weak smile appeared on his face.

He was weak but, alive .

Axe felt his grin stretching.

Saejun had bandages around his chest. He smiled weakly, " heya" he whispered.

Saejun slowly sat up, Axe's body wobbled but stood strong.

Axe hugged him tenderly. He noticed some bruises from clenching him so hard, he caressed them, feeling guilty.

Saejun sensed it "You saved my life, don't worry about it!" he slurred. 

Axe hugged him carefully, Papyrus was just glad they were alive.

Axe carefully kissed Saejun's cheekbone and caressed his back.

Tears of happiness ran down his cheekbones.

"I love you my little strawberry 🍓" Saejun whispered tenderly.

Axe smiled and managed to say "I love you too my little kiwi 🥝".

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The end 😘

Thank you for reading! 🤍

PART 1

[nugget--daddy]

OCs

I have about....5 or 6 important OCs.

First, we have my favorite one, Sabrielle. She is shipped with Lilliane Void by Azzy on pinterest (Azzy Little glitch and Ayla Twilight zone on quotev) and horrortale sans (though, that is not approved by sour apple studios, so its just an oc technically fanon ship). She is a hybrid in the undertale multiverse i created where the monsters were released early, still having the characters of the game we know and love (but, ya know, AU versions). She can use the ghaster blasters, but they are weaker. She may summon a scythe as her weapon, and has basic teleportation skills. She is an ally of the bad sanses. She has the soul of perseverance.

Cavet was a skeleton hybrid, as in this multiverse there is a third skeleton character, not related to the brothers. She is the mother of Sabrielle and her twin. She married the sans of her universe, and, well, she left after giving birth for unknown reasons.

Sans in this multiverse is almost exactly like they original multiverse version of him, and, well, this is an alternate timeline of the original universe in their multiverse. Sans took care of the kids after Cavet left, hollow in his wife's absence. On his daughter's ninth birthday, he was murdered by humans, he only let them so his daughters could escape.After a few hundred resets, he forced Sabrielle to give up, killing her so she could have Olivia reset one. last. time.

Olivia was Sabrielle's twin who's smile easily lit up a room. She had the soul of determination. she and Sabrielle were practically inseparable when they were children. Olivia was seduced by Aquamarine, which lead her and Sabrielle to be trafficked. when she was about twelve she was forced into a pregnancy, giving birth to her son, Gabriel. To punish Sabrielle, Olivia was shot in the stomach, giving her a long, painful death. She still visits Sabrielle in her dreams, which often does more harm than good. She was forced to reset by Sabrielle, who wanted to have her live.

Luna is the younger twin of Ariana. She is very awkward. Although she would never imply this on purpose, for years she relied on Sabrielle to survive during the Great Famine. What happened to her parents is a mystery, though they didn't seem to be of much help for her. After escaping to a different multiverse with her cousin and sister, she and them opened a little restaurant after saving money from singing on the streets. She has the soul of empathy.

Unlike her sister, Ariana is very confident, especially around large groups of people. To try and manage in the Great Famine, she worked as a prostitute, which she still does to this day. She is interested in photography, being fairly decent at it. Sabrielle was pretty mad at Ariana one day and dyed her head pastel pink and purple, which she ended up loving. She has the soul of integrity.

Welp, that basically wraps up all of my main characters (as in the ones that will be commonly talked about compared to everyone else, or has important bit of the story line).

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Undertale/Deltarune AUs

(IF YOU SEE YOUR AU HERE AND WOULD LIKE ME TO LINK TO IT, PLEASE LET ME KNOW! I’m not directly mentioning everyone, but will gladly link to them if asked.)

Blog names are the same or in parentheses if applicable.  All on tumblr, and if not, then on Deviantart or Youtube.

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INDEX:

Personal and Friends

Mutuals

Favorites

Deltarune (although most are in the two above)

Undertale Alternate Timeline and OC

Undertale Alternate Universe

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Personal and Friends

Flicker-of-a-Neon-Soul (mine)

Prismtale (mine)

Skeleflock AU (mine)

Savepoint AU (mine)

Impostertale

Don’t Name Tale @/Polilla-de

Alivetale @/tatatale

Undertime @/azeriaa

Abysstale @/metakazkz

UT-Zircans

ShatteredTales

Damagedtale (Rain) @/6nimus9

Magusverse @/xfre3ax

Lumitale @/iyumiichi

Idoltale @/nekojaf

Techy @/k0re-drawings

Parasite!Tale @/bloowe-blu

Underlust Reimagined @/zirkkun

Thirdtale Sans @/purple-murder

Soulbound-ut-au

Cheshire from @/alchemic

Passagetale @/splynter

Frostytale, Chicken Sans, and Bunny Papyrus by @/sanityau

Ecantale

Escort Mission (Yoki-Doki)

Arwaa and Matias by @/nurizyume

Condoriano @/murmur-utdr-au

Spitetale, Motiftale @/nosebleed-inglishera

Dragontale, Heartache, and more @/squarefriend

Kaleidoscopetale-AU

Various AUs by @/blaiddsumu

Horizon-Tale

The-Nursery-Official

Ask-OABGaster-Alpha-Yan

Various AUs by @/undertalewasagoodgameokay

Magustale

AskSunflower

Underknowledge

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Mutuals

Mermaid Pirate AU by @/kiokodoodles

Critic!Tale by @cihello

Cyrustale (OnixOwl)

Various AUs by @/Satellite-Starss

Refusetale (natsuneneko)

Various AUs by @/scarew0lves

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Favorites

Sans The Seraphim (The Thought)

Over the Void @/Undertale-over-the-void

Timetale AU @/Punny Skele-scientist, Allesia the Hedge

Endertale @/xxtc-96xx

Underswap @/underswapped3

Chutsu AU @/Emositecc

Littletale @/mudkipful

Ink Sans @/comyet

Paper Crane @/little-noko

Outertale

Bonely Hearts Club

Delta-Experiment (Deltarune)

Wingsdingus

Slumbertale @/rainingskeletons

Gaster’s Great Escape @/moldy-junk (Deltarune)

humancandy-comic

Sixbones @/zarla-s

Insomnia @/wily-art

SwapOut @/cats-artbag

AskErrorSans

Pink Swapfell @/whyiswingdingsafont

AskFallenRoyalty

Pinktale by @/save-star

The rest of the Pinkverse by various creators XD

Playbacktale @/linssins

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Deltarune

Paper Trail @/lynxgriffin

Deltaspin

Under-deltarune-tale-comic

Lifeline-AU

Felltarune @/sunfloraas

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Undertale Alternate Timeline and OC

Underplayer

Another One

Dogs of Future Past @/lynxgriffin

Underpuppets

Chocoblook-comic

Skelechara (insanelyadd)

Undertale Green (FlamingReaperComic)

Willow (cottagegore OC) @/smol-spoopy

Glitchtale @/camilacuevas

Project: JUSTICE @/RoyalElemental

Ghost Switch (CleverCatchphrase)

All That’s Left (dyonsia96)

Regret (BroGirl62)

Unexpected Guests @/undertalethingems

Gaster Bros @/leafaske

Handplates @/zarla-s

GenoHope (Azany)

Just a Head AU @/kathaynesart

Wartime-undertale

Undertale-four-kingdoms

Lee from @/halban-josu

@/rainbowsans ‘s characters!

Megalosomnia by @/megalommi

Ask-Grillby

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Undertale Alternate Universe

Wingtale-AU-Blog

Underdecay @/little-noko

Overtale @/yuramec version

Paraversetale

Horrortale-comic

Fallen Flowers @/Tarableart

Undetermined (WhisperingIllusion)

Underfell @/underfell

Minecraft AU @/kers-seeri

Faded Timeline (ClassyEyeballs)

Imaginary Friend (LotusTheKat)

Cyrustale (OnixOwl)

Farmtale (anime-grimmy-art version)

Undertale Inc. @/salami-dono

UT Mob @/nyubackneko ‘s version

Papster (Macosi-Comics)

Unnamed AU by @/asterxsk

Any of @/blaiddraws Gasters! (and also Entypo and Dave look cute!)

The Fall and Fostertale by @/kalon-dern

Jadefell @/glaucuss22

Ask-Mac404

Ask-BHC-Sunny

Outerbloom by @/outery

Various AUs by @/glitchysquidd

Pawtale

Tethertale and more by @/enderparty101

Various AUs by @/whiteartblood

Darkworld!Frisk by @/friskundertaleisms

Enti!Flowey by @/undertaleatnight

Moontale-Official

Ask-Dune

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Caught in the Middle

Caught In The Middle by InKounter

It had happened so fast Too fast They weren't ready but they followed anyway That was their partners! They ran after them And suddenly They saw the sun But not theirs... Or; The gang of gay skeletons get thrown into the BNHA universe and are trying their best to adjust

Words: 31882, Chapters: 6/?, Language: English

Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, Undertale (Video Game)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Inko, Bakugou Katsuki's Parents, Class 1-A, Asui Tsuyu, Uraraka Ochako, Shinsou Hitoshi, Eri, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Ojiro Mashirao, Hagakure Tooru, Sans (Undertale), Sans Ensemble (Undertale), Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Rei, Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Kayama Nemuri | Midnight, Thirteen, Nedzu, Snipe, Kan Sekijirou | Vlad King, Shuuzenji Chiyo | Recovery Girl, Ectoplasm, Ishiyama Ken | Cementoss, Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu, Class 1-B, Sero Hanta, Shouji Mezou, Mineta Minoru, Ashido Mina, Yaoyorozu Momo, Tokoyami Fumikage, Kouda Kouji, Satou Rikidou, Aoyama Yuuga, Iida Tenya, Iida Tensei | Ingenium, Monoma Neito, Toogata Mirio, Amajiki Tamaki, Maijima Higari | Power Loader, Gran Torino, Shigaraki Tomura | Shimura Tenko, Kurogiri, Dabi, Toga Himiko, Iguchi Shuuichi | Spinner, Inui Ryou | Hound Dog, Sensei | All For One, Bubaigawara Jin | Twice, Hikiishi Kenji | Magne, Muscular, Takami Keigo | Hawks, Sako Atsuhiro | Mr. Compress, Chisaki Kai | Overhaul, Shie Hassaikai | Eight Precepts of Death, Tsukauchi Naomasa, Mera Yokumiru, Hero Public Safety Commission President, Todoroki Fuyumi, Todoroki Natsuo

Relationships: Bakugou Katsuki/Todoroki Shouto, Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku/Todoroki Shouto, Bakugou Katsuki/Midoriya Izuku, Shouji Mezou/Tokoyami Fumikage, Ojiro Mashirao/Tokoyami Fumikage, Ojiro Mashirao/Shouji Mezou/Tokoyami Fumikage, Sans (Undertale)/Other(s), Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Midoriya Inko/Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Kaminari Denki/Shinsou Hitoshi, Kirishima Eijirou/Shinsou Hitoshi, Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijirou, Kaminari Denki/Kirishima Eijirou/Shinsou Hitoshi, Asui Tsuyu/Uraraka Ochako

Additional Tags: Class 1-A Shenanigans, Mineta Minoru is Expelled from U.A. High School, Shinsou Hitoshi Replaces Mineta Minoru, Mineta Minoru Being an Asshole, Homophobic Mineta Minoru, Shinsou Hitoshi is in Class 1-A, Protective Class 1-A, Horrortale Sans (Undertale), Dreamtale Sans | Dream (Undertale), Dreamtale Nightmare Sans (Undertale), Inktale Sans (Undertale), Underlust Sans (Undertale), Dustale Sans (Undertale), XTale Sans (Undertale) - Freeform, Sans (Undertale) Has Issues, Bisexual Midoriya Izuku, Gay Bakugou Katsuki, Gay Todoroki Shouto, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Crossovers & Fandom Fusions, Minor Original Character(s), Polyamory, Polyamorous Character, Bakugou Katsuki Swears A Lot, Bakugou Katsuki is Bad at Feelings (but he's getting better), Bakugou Katsuki Gets Therapy, Bakugou Katsuki Redemption, Dabi is Todoroki Touya, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor's Bad Parenting, Todoroki Enji | Endeavor Being An Asshole, Implied/Referenced Homophobia, Transphobia, Transphobic Mineta Minoru, Trans Midoriya Izuku, Trans Kirishima Eijirou, Trans Ashido Mina, Trans Male Character, Nonbinary Tokoyami Fumikage, Nonbinary Aoyama Yuuga, Nonbinary Jirou Kyouka, Trans Female Character, Parental Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Parental Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Dadzawa - An Aizawa Shota Zine, Dadmic, Parental Yagi Toshinori | All Might, Nonbinary Thirteen, Supportive Class 1-A, Cryptid Nedzu, Mentor Nedzu, Midoriya Izuku Has a Quirk, BAMF Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Dork, Cute Midoriya Izuku, Midoriya Izuku is a Ray of Sunshine, Midoriya Izuku Has One for All Quirk, Smart Midoriya Izuku, Todoroki Shouto is Bad at Feelings, Protective Todoroki Shouto, Todoroki Shouto Needs a Hug, Todoroki Shouto is a Dork, fuck mineta, honestly i hate him, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Adopts Shinsou Hitoshi, Trans Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead, Nonbinary Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, Everyone Is Gay, Everyone Has Issues, Im tired, How Do I Tag, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, my memory is escaping me i am sorry, Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead Training Shinsou Hitoshi, Established Relationship, Established Aizawa Shouta | Eraserhead/Yamada Hizashi | Present Mic, honestly im trying my best to shove all of my headcanons into one book, im going to fail i apologise, Lesbian Yaoyorozu Momo, Bisexual Jirou Kyouka, Emo Tokoyami Fumikage, Gay Tokoyami Fumikage, I repeat, almost no one in this fic is cishet, Class 1-A as Family, Kirishima Eijirou is a Good Friend, Cute Kirishima Eijirou, Kirishima Eijirou is a Ray of Sunshine, Pansexual Ashido Mina, Ashido Mina is a Good Friend, Trans Takami Keigo | Hawks, BAMF Takami Keigo | Hawks, Soft Takami Keigo | Hawks, Dabi is Bad at Feelings, Abusive Todoroki Enji | Endeavor, Implied/Referenced Self-Harm, Implied/Referenced Suicide, Kaminari Denki is a Dork, Kaminari Denki Has ADHD, Shinsou Hitoshi is Bad at Feelings, Insomniac Shinsou Hitoshi, Protective Shinsou Hitoshi, Midoriya Izuku Has ADHD, Errortale Sans (Undertale), Forced God Of Destruction Errortale Sans (Undertale), Errortale Sans Needs a Hug (Undertale), Errortale Sans Has Issues (Undertale), BAMF Midoriya Inko, Good Parent Midoriya Inko, Supportive Midoriya Inko, Protective Midoriya Inko, Minor Midoriya Inko/Yagi Toshinori | All Might

Read Here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/27469963

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Chapters: 7/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Papyrus (Undertale)/Reader Characters: Reader, edgy sans - Character, Baby Blue, Lil’ Bro - Character, HorrorTale Sans - Character, Sansy - Character, papy, Boss, horrortale papyrus - Character, Swapfell-Razzy, Swapfell-Pup Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Bittybones (Undertale), Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Pranks and Practical Jokes, puns, Slice of Life, I think?, Mentions of past abuse, Gender-neutral Reader, Broken Bones, Swearing, Rating May Change, Developing Friendships, Getting to Know Each Other, mentions of past abandonment, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, POV Multiple, my interpretation of swapfell bitties, i guess? Summary:

Rumor has it that the house on the hill is haunted. Strange things always seem to happen when someone new moves in. No one ever lives in the house long. Then you came along���

Moving is just the fresh start that you need. You finally escaped your overbearing datemate, quit your dead-end job, and found a place of your own. Sure, the old house is rundown and looks a little creepy but with a little patience and elbow grease, you can turn this old fixer-upper into a real home. No matter what those silly rumors said.

Wait… You didn’t leave your phone there when you put it down…

Did you?

[t0nyt0nych0pp3r]

Chapters: 3/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Original Character(s), Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Sans (Undertale)/Original Female Character(s), Papyrus (Undertale)/Reader, Papyrus (Undertale)/Original Female Character(s), Papyrus (Undertale)/Original Character(s), Papyrus & Sans (Undertale) & Reader Characters: Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Undyne (Undertale), Luna (OC), W. D. Gaster, lillian (oc), Alphys (Undertale) Additional Tags: slow burn to the max, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Past Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Past Rape/Non-con, Past Sexual Abuse, Past Torture, Past Violence, Past Domestic Violence, Mental Health Issues, Healing, Angel Healing, Healthy Relationships, Unhealthy Relationships, actually a happyish story despite tags, og paps is not naive, Soul Bond, Soulmates, okay when i say slow burn i mean like romance isnt even mentioned until wayyyy later in the story, NOT a reverse harem, Polyamory, Healthy Polyamory, Alternate Universe - Horrortale (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Swapfell (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Underfell (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Swaptale (Undertale), angeltale or underangel idk how to say it, like reborntale but without the incest, Alternate Universe - Dusttale (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Underlust (Undertale), Reader Is Not Frisk (Undertale), Reader Is Not Chara (Undertale), Reader Has A Set Appearance, Reader has a personality, Reader has a past, Reader is an OC, POV Multiple, babys first fic, Please be nice, no beta so bear with me, but open to help!, reader cant speak, not mute or deaf, she just cant, for now, Dark Humor, reader isn't from this timeline, reader isnt fully human, Reader hates humans, world building, reader is old very old, old old, for humans at least but not for her species, Tall Reader, Bara Sans (Undertale), Bara Papyrus (Undertale), reader is tall for humans but short for monsters, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, im just kinda going with the flow sorry for all the tags and probably the bad grammar, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Eventual Happy Ending, Eventual Fluff, Eventual Relationships, Eventual Sex, we just have to get through a lot of healing first Summary:

After so many years of suffering she finds her way out only to end up in a house full of skeletons??? Breaking through time and the void itself Luna has finally managed to escape her tormentor and now she is starting her journey to heal from her wounds both physical and mental with the help of certain pun and puzzle loving skeletons.

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The Food Court Fiasco: A Horrortale Story

A simple trip to a mall food court takes an unexpected turn when jealousy gets the better of two skeletons harboring secret crushes on each other.

Contains: NSFW (18+ only), explicit sexual content, language, fontcest (horrorcest), mild violence, mild blood, attempted sexual assault, body image dysphoria, masturbation (mention), oral, fingering, mild exhibitionism, sex toys (mention), creampie

NOTE: This is a gift for redtomatofan featuring their version of the Horrortale skelebros, Sugar and Blood.

Sugar had experienced many different emotions during his lifetime, but not this particular one. In his own universe, he knew feelings such as desperation, gnawing hunger, and deep depression. Back then, he feared that he and his brother, Blood, might die in the burned out shell of a house in Snowdin where they often huddled together against the biting wind.

Joining the other monsters from various parallel universes here on the Surface introduced Sugar to an even wider variety of emotions. He felt sadness for the lives he and his brother had lived and the things they had done to survive, but he also smiled, laughed, and even experienced the satisfaction of a full figurative stomach, the warmth of a safe home, and the relief of a life without the constant burden of fear. Newer feelings had surfaced even more recently- a yearning for his brother that went further than their previous fraternal affection. It was from this sensation of love and longing that the new feeling emerged, a feeling that Sugar decided must be jealousy.

Guilt washed over Sugar, an unfortunately familiar experience; he hated thinking negative thoughts about Blood. He loved Blood. They had gone through so much together; they had even recovered together, holding hands as they crept from shadow to shadow, clinging to the walls of the house they shared with Papyrus and Sans, afraid to be out in the open and exposed to dangers that only existed in their memories and imaginations. Sugar should be proud that Blood was finally going out in public, facing humans in much larger numbers than he ever had before.

Instead, he just felt jealous, staring across the food court from the table where he waited for Blood to collect their food order. He watched as females- vivacious, curvy females- gravitated towards buff, handsome Blood. They hung on his every word, though Sugar only heard the occasional giggle from the cluster of Blood’s adoring fans and the low rumbling cadence of his brother’s voice. Some of them even dared to reach out and rest their hands delicately against his shoulder or forearm. Sugar seethed, and he hated himself for it.

The first time Sugar and Blood left the safety of the other skeletons’ house, anxiety had overwhelmed them. They cringed and cowered away from other monsters. Their first meeting with humans at the Monster Embassy hadn’t fared much better. Human attention terrified them after the ordeal of their imprisonment in their doomed Underground. Back then, Blood never would have allowed human hands to touch him; now he didn’t bother shrugging them off. Maybe he even enjoyed it.

Loneliness was another new feeling for Sugar. Back in their old lives, it had been Sugar and Blood against the world, but now their world had changed, expanded. When the server at the fast food counter called their order number, Blood turned reluctantly away from his admirers, picking up the tray and carrying it over to Sugar. Finally, they could have some quality time together… or so Sugar thought.

“go ahead and start without me, Shugs. i just need to finish up some business real quick,” Blood told his brother in passing, setting down a tray containing two plates full of meat and vegetables in a fragrant sauce being rapidly absorbed by ample beds of steaming rice. Blood hurried back to the crowd of women, obviously more interested in the cleavage escaping from one of their low cut tops than in eating a meal out in public with his brother. It was a small but meaningful victory that they should be sharing together, soured by the jealousy blossoming in Sugar’s SOUL.

Sugar sniffled, fighting back tears that would water down the meal in front of him. The food cooled while Blood added contact information from various women into his phone. For the first time in his life, Sugar actually lost his appetite.  

Food, so scarce in their own universe, seemed to be everywhere they turned in their new life on the Surface. At first, the two starved and weakened skeletons ate themselves sick, unable to pace themselves or stop eating until every scrap of food had been consumed. With embarrassment, Sugar remembered eating out of the trash receptacle, swallowing some wilted carrot tops that Papyrus had casually tossed out without even chewing them. It took weeks for them to accept that the food wouldn’t run out and even longer for them to calm down enough around food to use utensils.

Eventually, they were even able to lay those utensils down once they’d filled their proverbial bellies instead of ravenously consuming everything in sight until nothing remained. That had been a monumental occasion, the first time Sugar realized that he was satisfied and left some mashed potatoes on his plate, a pale island in a small sea of uneaten gravy.

Sugar and Blood decided to celebrate their acclimation to “normal” life by eating out in public, in the food court at a local mall frequented by humans and monsters alike. Sugar should have known better.

Blood turned heads even when the other Sanses were with him. At first, Blood assumed that people were just staring at his head wound, but after awhile, it dawned on him that even among his alternate selves, he stood out. Blood’s broad chest and muscular build made him the heartthrob of the Sanses. Sugar should know. His SOUL went pitter-pat whenever he saw Blood shirtless, his ecto almost always summoned, deep red like his namesake.

Sugar didn’t blame the humans and monsters that flocked to his brother’s side, not usually, but today he couldn’t stomach the attention that Blood was receiving. Jealousy ate at him, as voracious as he had once been. Blood deserved the attention. He deserved the love. Sugar shouldn’t resent him for it, but he did. If only Blood looked at him the way he looked at them. If only Sugar looked like them instead of stick thin with his insubstantial breasts that never filled out no matter how much he ate.

The sound of Blood’s throaty laugh drove Sugar over the edge. Tears overflowed his sockets. Sugar didn’t want his brother to see him crying. What if he asked what was wrong? How could Sugar explain that he wanted his brother to himself, that he craved Blood’s touch, that he wanted Blood so desperately that sometimes it hurt? Hiding his face in his hands, Sugar abandoned the tray of food and ran towards the bathroom.

The playful giggles emanating from the throng of females surrounding Blood chased Sugar across the food court, ratcheting up his anxiety level as well as his insecurity. Intrusive thoughts whispered in his mind that they were laughing at him, ridiculing his unattractive body type, his glasses, his braces, and the very idea that someone as handsome as Blood might ever be attracted to someone like him. Blinking to clear his vision, he stumbled into an alcove leading to the restrooms.

A human loitering nearby followed Sugar, approaching him with his hands in his pockets and a friendly half smile on his face.

“Hey, there, cutie. What’s wrong?” the man asked in a saccharine sweet tone. The man’s close proximity made Sugar nervous, especially since he’d been caught crying. He spotted Blood and his human entourage over the man’s shoulder, however, and his brother lifted his head like a bloodhound catching an elusive scent, turning his head to the left and right as if he were tracking it. The sight gave Sugar an idea.

Maybe he could make Blood feel jealous.

Sugar stepped close to the man, mimicking the human females by resting a hand on the man’s arm. Blood’s sharp eyes settled on his brother and the stranger. Perfect! “Do you really think I’m cute?” Sugar asked the man, shy but determined to make his plan work. He didn’t expect the man to react the way he did.

Crowding Sugar and forcing him to step back into the alcove, the human leered and slipped his hand up Sugar’s flowy peasant shirt, massaging one of the skeleton’s small breasts roughly. “You’re so sexy I can barely keep my hands off ya,” said the man. He used his knee to part Sugar’s legs under his patella-length skirt, pressing his knee against the supple mound between them.

Sugar panicked and pulled away, but the man grabbed his arm. “You’re hurting me!” Sugar protested.

“Then stop struggling!” the man growled, attempting to drag Sugar into the empty bathroom. Desperate, Sugar fought to escape, but the man overpowered him. Sugar’s mind went blank with fear. This human intended to hurt him.

The pale bones of a skeletal hand caught the man’s shirt from behind, yanking the human backwards and away from Sugar. In a flash, Blood tackled the man to the ground and began punching him savagely in the face.

“get yer fuckin’ hands offa him,” roared Blood, beating the man mercilessly. The human beneath him raised his arms to block the blows raining down, but Blood would not be denied, striking with wild abandon and devastating force.

Relieved at being rescued, Sugar hovered nearby, shocked by the violence and not sure what he should do. He didn’t want Blood to permanently harm the human, but Blood’s eyes glowed with rage in a way that frightened him. Blood would never hurt his brother, but he wouldn’t hesitate for a second to maim a human who threatened Sugar.

“Blood, stop,” cried Sugar. Blood ignored him.

Security guards arrived on the scene, and it took three of them to pull Blood away from his brother’s assailant and hold him back from attacking further. Two more security guards helped the man to his feet. The man’s face was misshapen and coated in sticky crimson blood. He brushed himself off before sneering at the two skeletons.

“He was asking for it,” he spat.

Blood’s eyelights vanished- never a good sign. “i’ll fuckin’ kill ya!” The stocky skeleton threw himself at the man, and the five guards struggled to restrain him. During the scuffle, the human started to sneak away, but another security guard stepped forward to stop him.

“Whoa there buddy,” he said, holding up a hand. “We saw everything on the surveillance cameras, and the police have been called. All three of you are going to have to come with us, especially you.” The guard who wasn’t wrestling with Blood jabbed a finger at the man’s chest.

Sugar stepped in front of Blood, breaking his brother’s line of sight. Blood’s gleaming scarlet eyelights returned when Sugar’s features, full of pale freckles and concern, filled his vision. Blood reached out a hand, his blood-coated knuckles at odds with the gentle way he cupped Sugar’s cheekbone.

Sugar leaned into the touch, and both skeletons took comfort in the physical connection. “I’m ok,” Sugar murmured softly. “Come on, Blood. We have to go with the guards now.” The sound of his brother’s voice and the reassurances it carried calmed Blood, and he followed Sugar and the guards with no further arguments. The security guards wisely kept themselves between the skeletons and the man who had attacked Sugar and been subsequently pummeled by Blood.

The hodgepodge parade left a trail of crimson droplets in its wake as the humans and skeletons walked through a set of double doors with a sign reading “Authorized Personnel Only” on them. Two guards entered a room with several swivel chairs facing a bank of monitors displaying strategic views of the mall. Two guards escorted the creep into a room down the hall with a tiny window in the door. The remaining pair of guards led Sugar and Blood to the next room, indicating that they should go inside.

“This is just a precaution in case the police need you to fill out a statement. Have a seat and cool off for a bit. You’re not in any sort of trouble,” on of the guards explained before closing the door and giving the two skeletons some privacy.

The room, with its bland gray walls, harsh, unadorned light fixtures, and uninteresting tiled floor, resembled a stereotypical police investigation room, containing only a table and three straight-backed chairs. Sugar immediately collapsed into the nearest chair, and Blood rushed to his side.

“I’m so sorry, brother. I didn’t mean to cause so much trouble!” wailed Sugar.

“it ain’t yer fault that creep put his hands on ya, Shugs.” Blood meant to put a comforting hand on Sugar’s shoulder, but somehow he ended up placing his hand on one of Sugar’s breasts… the very breast that the aforementioned creep had fondled. Blood couldn’t yank his hand back; he knew that Sugar felt self conscious about his breast size. Blood didn’t want to give the incorrect impression that those perky B cups repulsed him! How long should he cup Sugar’s breast before it got awkward? What constituted an appropriate amount of breast-groping time?

The two skeletons sat or stood respectively in awkward silence. Sugar didn’t move away; Blood resisted the urge to knead the breast that fit so well in his palm. Seconds dragged on into minutes, and Blood eventually lowered his hand. Pale coral dusted Sugar’s cheeks, but Blood couldn’t tell if Sugar was flustered or just embarrassed by his brother’s unusual behavior.

“I can’t believe you got there so quickly. I didn’t think anyone could see or hear me.” Sugar babbled, missing Blood’s hand on his chest. How many times had he rubbed his own breasts and tugged his sensitive nipples while thinking about Blood late at night… late at night when he was alone, exploring his body with his fingers and wishing his delicate hands belonged to someone else.

Blood cleared his throat, suddenly looking anywhere except at Sugar. “i, uh, may have already been on my way over,” he admitted reluctantly. “seein’ you flirtin’ with him, well, i just couldn’t stand it. when i found out he was attackin’ ya, i lost it.”

“You… were jealous?” Sugar narrowed his sockets in suspicion.

“yeah.” Blood rubbed the back of his skull. “the way you touched him…” He trailed off.

“You let all of those women touch you,” Sugar whispered miserably. Hot tears prickled in his sockets, resuming their attempted escape from earlier.

“oh, Shugs.” Blood reached out to caress his brother’s face again but Sugar stood up and turned away from him, arms folded across his ribcage as he struggled to swallow the sobs that threatened to break free at any moment. “it ain’t like that!”

“You put all of their numbers in your phone! I saw you!” Sugar accused, voice and hands trembling.

“i wasn’t flirtin’ with ‘em! i only talked to ‘em because i wanted… to find ya… some friends.” Blood’s gruff voice softened with the admission. “ya need someone to go shopping with and watch those romance movies ya like with. i know you’ve been feelin’ lonely lately with Papyrus so busy at the Embassy, but ya never go out. ya spend alla yer time takin’ care of me. i don’t want ta hold ya back. i don’t want ya to feel obligated to stay by me all the time because of what we went through back then…”

The heartfelt speech stunned Sugar, briefly rendering him speechless. When he finally found words to express himself, Sugar let his own emotions show. “I don’t feel obligated, Blood. I want to spend time with you. I want to spend… all of my time with you. I want you, Blood,” Sugar blurted out.

It was Blood’s turn to be speechless, so he spoke with his actions, stepping in close to Sugar intending to embrace him. Unfortunately, Sugar faced away from him, and Blood ended up pressing in close to his brother’s spine… with his rapidly hardening cock resting against the firm curve of Sugar’s ass. Sugar froze.

Blood threw propriety to the wind. He didn’t back away. He didn’t pretend his erection wasn’t grinding against his brother’s ass. Instead, he groaned with the pleasure of it. “i want you too, Shugs. fuck, i’ve wanted you so badly for so long.”

“Then take me,” Sugar breathed, whirling to face Blood, his every fantasy coming alive as Blood backed him into the table. Blood’s eyes smoldered with desire, and pre cum stained the front of his shorts in a growing wet patch of tented fabric that clearly showed the outline of an ample hard-on.

“with pleasure,” purred Blood, leaning in to kiss Sugar. Blood led the kiss with his tongue, capturing Sugar’s mouth and dominating it passionately and completely. Sugar closed his sockets and let the fire of his brother’s passion consume him, moaning breathlessly into Blood’s mouth.

No longer restrained by his doubts, Blood let his hands travel up the ectoflesh around Sugar’s femurs. Grabbing Sugar’s ass, Blood lifted him up until he was seated on the table with his skirt pushed up to his waist. Blood broke the kiss to drink in the intoxicating sight of his brother’s panties.

A flimsy piece of black satin barely concealed Sugar’s plump mound. Arousal dampened the fabric and clouded the air with pheromones. These panties were new; Blood had stolen every pair of Sugar’s panties at some point or another for late night masturbation sessions before laundry day. The stocky skeleton hooked the fabric with his thumb and pulled it aside, admiring the newly exposed pussy lips.

“you sure about this, Shugs?” Blood asked one last time, mouth watering.

A hot gust of breath carried the shorter skeleton’s words forward to tickle and inexplicably cool Sugar’s glistening slit. Sugar could barely gasp out the affirmation:

“Yes!”

Blood’s crimson tongue parted Sugar’s folds and sank into his pussy, curling and lapping up the slender skeleton’s juices. Nothing had ever tasted as good to Blood as the tangy sweetness of his brother’s pussy, and nothing ever would. If he ever found himself on Death Row, Blood swore to request Sugar’s sweet cunt as his last meal so he could die happy. Sugar’s screams of ecstasy provided delicious dinner music as Blood swirled his tongue deep inside of the coral-colored magic.

Sugar gripped the edge of the table with both hands. His hips bucked reflexively, crushing his pussy against Blood’s eager face. Nothing he had ever done to himself held a candle to the jolts of pleasure ripping through his body and rattling his bones. He actually thought he might faint, but Blood’s tongue suddenly disappeared.

Sugar didn’t even have a chance to open his sockets before Blood’s mouth descended on his for more fierce kisses. He tasted himself on his brother’s tongue, and it made him shiver in anticipation of what might happen next. Blood did not disappoint.

Moving from Sugar’s mouth to kiss and nibble at his cervical vertebrae, Blood allowed his fingers to explore his brother’s folds in place of his tongue. One thumb gently stroked Sugar’s clit, making him tense up in surprise. The other hand circled Sugar’s quivering entrance, teasing it without entering. Just in case this was some impossible dream, Blood wanted to take his time and savor every moment and every inch of Sugar.

“Blood!” Sugar cried out as one of Blood’s thick phalanges slid into his pussy. Blood leered, mouth still pressed to Sugar’s neck, tongue dipping between the bones to probe the disks. He hoped that fucking pervert in the next room could hear Sugar calling his name. He wanted to erase every memory of that guy’s touch on Sugar’s body and replace it with the white-hot thrill of his love-making.

In one deft movement, Blood tugged down the front of Sugar’s blouse and his bra, revealing two supple tits with erect nipples, just waiting for him to suck, squeeze, and tug. Before Blood could shift his attention to the twin mounds decorating Sugar’s chest, the slender skeleton moved his hands to cover himself, refusing to meet Blood’s eyelights. Blood stilled.

“what’s wrong, Shugs?” he asked, though he already suspected the answer.

“They’re so small,” whispered Sugar, ashamed of his body.

“they’re perfect,” Blood declared, giving each breast a nuzzle. He didn’t allow Sugar to interrupt him with denials. “Shugs, yer so gorgeous. yer radiant and healthy and finally well-fed. this is just what yer ecto looks like, and every time i see yer magic color, i swear it’s the most beautiful sight i’ve ever laid eyes on because it’s you.”

Blood used his free hand to tilt Sugar’s face until their eyelights met, forcing his brother to see the love and sincerity radiating from him. Sugar flushed, and Blood chuckled. “my favorite color,” he said softly, going back to work pleasuring his brother.

Starting out slowly, Blood worked first one then two fingers in and out of his brother’s soaking pussy. The stocky skeleton kissed his way across Sugar’s elegant clavicles, letting his mouth travel down to the gentle double slopes of his tits. He circled one pert nipple with his tongue, blowing on the moistened nub and drawing a lustful mewl from Sugar’s mouth. The sound only encouraged Blood.

Pumping faster with two phalanges of one hand, Blood used his other hand to knead one of Sugar’s breasts. The other breast was currently filling his mouth as he sucked at it, biting carefully on the nipple then licking the tender spots. Blood pinched and tugged the other nipple then massaged the breast again. Stars, Sugar’s tits were amazing, and if the way his brother babbled his name was any indication, they were deliciously sensitive as well.

A tingling tension spread low in Sugar’s abdomen. He recognized the building orgasm, but he’d never experienced anything so intense before. That’s when Blood’s phalanges found the sweet spot, curling inside of Sugar and brushing against his G spot. Sugar’s spine arched, his eyelights rolled back, and his hips snapped upwards as an exquisite bliss engulfed him. He never knew anything could feel so good. His greedy cunt clamped down on his brother’s fingers.

Sugar had a dildo. Monster heats needed to be relieved or they could become painful or even dangerous. Papyrus had waited casually outside of the sex shop while a very unsure and uncomfortable Sugar selected a toy that he thought would suit him in a very specific shade of red. He’d used it during many of his late night sex fantasy sessions, but he had never achieved results like Blood had with only his fingers.

Blood slid his fingers out of his brother’s pussy, licking the sticky juices from his bones before shoving his shorts down to release his aching cock. He wanted to plunge right into Sugar, but his brother’s tight pussy could barely accommodate his fingers. He needed to take his time and be patient. Sugar was worth it.

Focusing on self-control, Blood rubbed the head of his cock up and down Sugar’s slit, lubricating himself with his brother’s arousal and allowing his precum to mingle with Sugar’s juices. Sugar couldn’t tear his eyelights away from Blood’s cock. It was so thick, and it twitched as it came in contact with his fluttering pussy as if were impatient to sink into the sweet warm wetness.

Sugar panted, desperate with desire, but Blood concentrated on stretching his brother’s pussy to keep from hurting him. Their first time together had to be perfect and painless. Blood pushed the tip of his cock into Sugar’s tight cunt.

Nothing compared to the hot, pulsing tightness of his brother’s pussy. Blood had a pocket pussy, of course. Being so close to Sugar without the constant threat of attack or starvation drove him insane with repressed desire, especially since Sugar loved to wear cute clothes that were perfect for imagining explicit scenarios. How foolish he had been to think that a pale pink pocket pussy was an adequate substitute for the real thing.

Inch by painstaking inch, Blood entered his brother. Sugar hadn’t expected Blood’s cock to be so hot, so filling. His pussy stretched, swallowing up the dark red cock little by little until Blood hilted inside of him. Sugar couldn’t move, his body felt like it might explode with ecstasy at any moment.

Sugar frowned when Blood began to pull back out, but when his brother’s hips snapped forward to bury his throbbing cock deep inside of him, he lost control completely and gave himself over to the burning lust that seemed to grow with each passing second instead of being satiated.

Instinctively, Sugar locked his legs around Blood’s waist as if to pull him even closer somehow, and Blood sank deeper into his brother with every rough thrust. Grunting with each slam of his hips, Blood reveled in his brother’s wild cries for more, harder, more, happily obliging.

If the table had not been bolted down, the force of the thorough pounding would have sent it screeching across the floor tiles.

Jealousy no longer occupied either skeleton’s mind. Blood’s hot cum spilling into Sugar’s convulsing pussy erased all other thoughts except for their mutual gratification. Blood withdrew, watching his blood red cum slowly dribble from Sugar’s throbbing cunt with pride. Sugar gave him a coquettish half-lidded gaze.

“Can we… do it again?”

Crisis averted, the security guards dispersed to their usual stations. One guard stayed in the surveillance room, two guards manned the security desk across from the food court at the center of the bustling mall, and the remaining three guards patrolled the lobby and mezzanine. When the police officer arrived, he headed straight for the security desk. The guards there briefed him on the situation.

Once the police business had been handled, one of the desk guards stepped into the surveillance room to update his partner.

“The police are transporting that creep to the hospital. He’s gonna need some facial reconstruction after the ass-whooping that skeleton gave him,” he gossiped casually. “The officer said the video provided enough evidence to pursue charges, so the two skeletons are free to go.” When the security guard in the chair didn’t answer, the desk guard persisted: “Do you want to tell them, or should I?”

“I’m pretty sure the two of ‘em don’t want to be bothered right now.”

“Why? What’s going on?”

Instead of speaking, the surveillance station guard silently jerked his thumb at one of the screens behind him, a screen that showed a clear view of the room where the skeletons were. The desk guard glanced briefly at the screen then averted his eyes, blushing furiously.

“Yeah, we’ll, uh, give them a few more minutes to finish up then.”

Sauce congealed on two abandoned plates of food on a deserted table in the mall food court, long forgotten by the two skeletons who had ordered it. Their lives had certainly changed since coming to the Surface, and Sugar and Blood both found something more important to them than food or safety- each other.

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Cross Dimensional Problems

Chapter 4 - The Outcodes | [Ao3] | 1 | « | x |  » | 

Here’s more of this hot mess that I have absolutely no idea what I’m doing with! 8′D

Summary: Some skeletons like to hold hands.

Some like to make you fear for your life.

Others yet like to ask all the questions.

So. This is awkward.

You're currently sat at the head of the main dining table in the dining room just off to the side of the kitchen. Sans, Papyrus, and his Underswap doppelgänger are stood beside and behind you, Papyrus resting a reassuring hand upon your shoulder.

Stars, have you mentioned how much you love this skeleton yet? Because holy hell is he burning a hole through your heart.

Seated around the table are several other skeletons. A few more than you were expecting, really; some you weren't expecting to see at all. Like the outcode skeletons Ink and Error.

You’d nearly choked at seeing those two. They're not often included in these kind of scenarios, after all. You have to wonder what that means and how it might affect you, if at all. You, a creator; Ink, the protector of AUs; Error, the destroyer of AUs. However, just like everything else that has transpired in the last hour or so, you shove the thought away, shelving it for later (and what you mean by this is actually never, if you can help it).

Those two aside there are the typical bunch—the “classics” in this kind of story: Underswap, Underfell (and ho boi, those two don't look like they've eased up at all), and Swapfell. You're an odd mix of elated and apprehensive at the inclusion of the Horrortale brothers, who are sat at the head opposite you. Horrortale Sans is doing his creepy smiley thing, phalanges tapping out a dull rhythm as he just stares at you. His brother, seated comfortably beside him (because this table is huge—it needs to fit twelve, after all) is all smiles. And hey, are those braces? You hope that means they're being treated well. A lot of stories wind up giving that particular pair of brothers hell.

You miss the way Horrortale Sans’s bloated red eye-light narrows at your inspection of his brother, your attention abruptly being drawn back to Papyrus as he squeezes the meat of your shoulder. He clears his non-existent throat and calls out to the room:

“HELLO, EVERYONE! BEFORE WE ‘DIG IN’, WE HAVE EXCITING NEWS WE WOULD LIKE TO SHARE!”

 Papyrus pauses to look down at you and the way he smiles so reassuringly—his sockets closing as he smiles so incredibly wide—sets something tingling in your chest, soft and warm and fuzzy. Damn skeleton is too precious for his own good. Stop being so damn adorable, Papyrus!

“I AM SURE YOU ARE ALL WONDERING AS TO WHY THERE IS A STRANGE, NEW HUMAN SEATED WITH US.”

Op. Moment ruined.

Your cheeks heat up and your ears burn. Really, Papyrus? Is that the best descriptor you can come up with? “Strange”? Thanks, mister, way to make a woman feel special.

The room goes silent, save for the idle drumming of Horrortale Sans’s fingers. Nevertheless, Papyrus continues.

“PLEASE WELCOME THE NEWEST ADDITION TO OUR EVER-GROWING HOUSEHOLD…” and here he flounders for a moment, as if he’s forgotten something. Or perhaps is waiting? He’s looking at you expectantly for some reason…? Oh! Right! You have yet to give them your name, haven't you? …or have you? You can't remember.

You turn your attention back to the table at large, eyes drifting from one skeleton to the next. And if you keep focusing back on Ink and Error well… that’s just a coincidence. They are seated just to the left of you…

You give a brief introduction, a simple, “Heya,” along with your name and hope that’ll be that, that you can all just move on and not ask questions and just eat the heavenly smelling pasta dish set before you. The salad isn't looking half bad, either. But of course things can't be that easy; life can't be that nice.

It's Ink that speaks up, sockets wide and curious. There’s a yellow star in his left eye socket and a blue rectangle in his right. He’s leaning forward in his seat, arms crossed on the table.

“Oh? What kind of AU are you from,” he asks and you think you might have broken out into a cold sweat. Your shoulders are tense again, that's for sure.

Please stop talking to me…  

“I haven't been to very many of the ‘monsters are humans’ ones,” he continues on, oblivious to your unease. “Are you a Sans? Or a Papyrus?”

Oh! Yes! Let’s go with that! Just… just let him come up with his own assumptions! That'll keep things from being too… strange (to borrow Papyrus’s word choice) between you and the outcodes.

But. Well. We did just mention how nothing could be easy. So when Papyrus announces, loud enough for absolutely everyone to hear, “WHY INK, SHE ISN’T EITHER!” you start to shrink down into your seat with a groan.

Papyrus, for the love of all that is sacred and holy in this world, please stop talking!!

He doesn't, of course, just keeps on digging your grave deeper and deeper. Is it too late to rescind your love and praise for this skeleton?

“IN FACT, SHE HAS INFORMED US THAT NOT ONLY IS SHE NOT FROM THIS UNIVERSE, SHE ISN'T FROM ANY ALTERNATE UNIVERSE OR TIMELINE AT ALL!”

You don't miss the way Ink and Error respond to that. Ink’s brows furrow and as he blinks, a yellow question mark and orange exclamation point light up his sockets. His mouth parts in what you think is shocked confusion, as if he’s trying to puzzle out what, exactly, Papyrus’s words mean.

Error, meanwhile, who had previously been so nonchalant, so disinterested and disengaged from the conversation, jolts, and his jetblack skull tilts ever so slightly in your direction. Those off-color pips of light in his sockets drag so very slowly, so very deliberately towards you. If you weren't sweating before, you sure as hell are now. At least it doesn’t glow like a skeleton’s.

Oh, how the tables have tabled.

Maybe you really shouldn’t have been so blasé about your origins, earlier.

Unaware of your inner turmoil, Papyrus just continues on. “APPARENTLY SHE IS FROM A REALITY IN WHICH WE DO NOT EXIST AS ANYTHING MORE THAN FICTION!” He proudly proclaims, and if he wasn't still holding your shoulder, you would have slipped down your chair and out under the table in a mad dash to get away from… whatever you're sure is about to go down. Maybe you can will yourself into a puddle of regret if you try hard enough.

You hear a haughty HMPH! and a less than pleased tch from down the table that only slightly distracts you from planning your escape. Without looking, you can't say for sure who it is, but you'd put money down on it being the Underfell brothers. They were the saltiest skeletons you had met thus far, after all. But you're not exactly in the mood to face them or press your luck. No, you’d much rather be anywhere than here right now, thank you.

Unfortunately, before you can put any half-baked plans into action, Error speaks up. An unnamed, primal fear tingles along your spine at his voice. Like all other Sans his voice is low, deep, and has a bit of a rumble to it, though there is some kind of static—a bit of a disjointed hitch—to it; it’s almost like listening to a radio skipping through frequencies. “T͘͢h̨͢ą-t̸h̸a̷ţ ̷so-o̷?͝” he says, and it doesn’t come out as a question. That unrestrained, primal fear races through your veins, down to your fingers and toes. You tense in your seat and you’re sure Papyrus, whose hand is still laid upon your shoulder, can feel how on edge you are. You can’t help thinking Error’s words came out like an accusation.

You don’t respond, merely purse your lips and clench your jaw. There’s a large opening into another room off to the right. It’s only a few feet away from where you’re sat. Error would have to vault the table to get at you and there would likely be at least a few skeletons that would try to stop him. There’s gotta be a door some-

Oh.

What?

Someone’s… someone’s holding your hand??

Once again you are distracted from planning your salvation, this time by Ink. His eye sockets are blown wide and the lights in them are burning bright, one a neon green triangle and the other a yellow swirl. He’s grinning wide and he’s holding onto you so tight.

“You’re a Creator?” he breathes and oof. No. Don’t say it, Ink, don’t say it out loud. You pointedly don’t look at Error, too busy trying to tamp down the sudden rising panic in your gut. Or maybe that’s acid? You’re not going to throw up, are you? Crap. You don’t want to deal with this right now. You can’t deal with this. Why can’t he just let you ignore the reality of the situation?

You tell yourself not to say anything, try to pull your hand back, but his grip is so strong, he won’t let go, why won’t he let go?

Against your wishes, you eke out a strained, nearly squeaked, “Uhm?”

Apparently that’s as good an admission as any for Ink because he just starts laughing. It’s a deep, full bodied chuckle.

“Isn’t that great, Error? She’s a Creator! ”

Oh god. No, please stop. He’s signing your death warrant right now, isn't he? Damn outcode skeleton! You’re not fooled by his stupid, adorable, inkbloted smiling face. You know his true colors.

“T͘-tch.̨ ̧Ju-j͡us̢t a̵ ̡di͟r̢t͏-͟dįr͜ty̶ ͜h̛ac͢k̷e͞r-͝er.” Error grumbles.

You chance a glance at him—just a quick, split-second peek—and for a moment you just.

Blank.

He’s not looking at you.

He’s back to his earlier disinterested nonchalance. You let out a relieved sigh, a veritable weight lifting from your chest. He doesn’t care about you. Holy shit you don’t think you could be any more relieved right now. You had honestly thought you were dead for a moment there. Guess you were over-reacting? You are good at doing that.

Another sigh escapes as you just bask in the fact Error’s not paying you any further mind, that he’s just brushed you off.

“Yeah,” you reply softly, slouching into your seat. And then jolt because, “I-I mean no! No, I’m not! I'm not a ‘hacker’! I mean yes I guess you could say I'm a creator in the very loosest of senses…” Oh god, why are you talking? Stop talking, didn’t you tell yourself not to talk to these two? You're not helping yourself—you don’t need to explain anything!

But you just. Keep. Talking.

“I’ve never finished any of the AUs I began-” and here, for the briefest of moments, you think you feel Ink’s grip on your hand tighten ever so uncomfortably but decide to ignore it, “-I just. Just draw things… every now and again. Sometimes I um. Sometimes I… write… stuff.” You avoid looking at any of the skeletons, your free hand clenching into a fist in your lap. You hope they’ll leave it at that because how do you tell a room full of grown ass men that you spend a significant amount of your free time writing wish fulfillment fantasies about them? Simple answer: you don’t.

You hear a chuckle from down the table and can't keep yourself from looking. Swapfell Sans is making a poor attempt at stifling his laughter. He catches your gaze and lifts a socket in a knowing glance. Dear lord, he can't read your mind, can he? He’s not a telepath …right?

You’re obviously emoting something because he just grins this devious, delicious smirk before he lifts his wine glass to his serrated maw and takes a sip, all the while never breaking your gaze.

He fucking knows, doesn't he?

But there’s no way. He’s totally just fucking with you, trying to get a rise out of you!

Yeah! Well! You’ll see about that!!

You don't hear the soft snort he lets loose at the heated pout you shoot him.

The Fell skeleton variant sets down his glass and clears his throat, drawing the room’s attention to him. And thank the stars above and below because you’re sure you've met your lifetime quota of being the center of attention. Now if only Papyrus and Ink would unhand you…

“YES, YES, THIS IS ALL WELL AND INTERESTING,” Swapfell Sans’s voice cuts into the room, “BUT INTERROGATING THE HUMAN CAN WAIT UNTIL LATER, DON’T YOU THINK? IF THERE ARE ANY OBJECTIONS TO HER STAYING HERE, I SUGGEST YOU LOT HURRY IT UP. I DID NOT SLAVE AWAY IN THE KITCHEN FOR DINNER TO GO COLD.”

No one says anything initially and that's fine. Now that you're not actively fearing for your life, your hunger is reasserting itself. You haven’t even had your first helping and you’re already wondering if it would it be rude to ask for seconds because you're honestly ravenous. Guess stress makes you hungry.

Papyrus finally lets go of your shoulder (that’s one skeleton down) to take a seat beside you as his brother shuffles into a chair beside him, effectively sandwiching the tall skeleton between the two of you. Swap Papyrus goes to take the seat beside his brother, across the table from Ink and Error.

“WELL?” Swapfell Sans prompts, his tone impatient. If he had been standing, you're sure he would have been tapping an impatient boot.

There’s a hum to your right.

You look over to see Underswap Sans fidgeting in his seat, fiddling with a corner of his trademark baby blue bandanna.

“OUT WITH IT ALREADY,” Swapfell Sans grumbles.

“WELL.” Underswap Sans glances at you but quickly looks elsewhere when your eyes meet. “THE HUMAN INTRODUCED HERSELF, SHOULD WE NOT RECIPROCATE?”

Aw, precious, considerate bean.

Swapfell Sans seems to consider this a moment before he crosses his arms over his chest and leans against the back of his chair. “IS IT NECESSARY TO INTRODUCE OURSELVES TO SOMEONE THAT APPARENTLY ALREADY KNOWS US?” He gives you a challenging look. “YOU ARE FAMILIAR WITH EVERYONE SEATED HERE, ARE YOU NOT?”

You feel Ink squeeze your hand and have to consciously resist yanking it free of his grasp. Seriously, why is he still clinging to you like the world’s most stubborn booger? And what’s with Swapfell Sans? What the hell, man, wasn’t he wanting to end this game of 20 questions? Is he still questioning the validity of your situation? Asshole. Stupid, hot, asshole.

“Uh… yeah? Y’all’re pretty much the standard go-to AUs.”

“ALL OF US?” You hear Underswap Sans gasp.

“Yeeees…?” Why did that come out as a question? “I mentioned it a bit to Classic Sans and your brother, but Underswap—that’s the name of your AU—and Underfell (that’s the name of the AU the salty pair over by the other end of the table belong to) are probably the top two most popular AUs. Swapfell-” and here you point to the respective skeletons, “and Horrortale-” you choose to ignore the way Horrortale Sans’s crimson eyelight is narrowed as he glares at you, his grin tight and dangerous, “are pretty popular, too. Outertale used to be pretty big, same with Mafiatale—or Mobtale, either or. They might still be? I don’t exactly peruse the fandom like some people do. Don’t have the attention span or energy for it.”

Swap Sans is leaning forward and huh. His eye lights really do turn into stars. Cute. “WHAT ABOUT THOSE TWO?” he questions, nodding to Ink and Error. “WHAT’RE THEIR AUS LIKE? ANY TIME WE TRY TO ASK ABOUT IT THEY NEVER GIVE US A STRAIGHT ANSWER.”

A chill races up your spine.

Oh boy. Treading back into dangerous waters, are we?

You slowly, s l o w l y turn your attention back to the outcodes. Ink is smiling softly at you and dammit , you can’t read this fucker. Error, meanwhile, is looking at you out of the corner of his sockets. He smirks when he catches your gaze, clearly just daring you to say something. Your eyes drift from his mis-matched eyelights to the cobalt blue magic leaking from his sockets and down his zygomatic bones. If you think about it, he’s technically two AUs, isn’t he? …one long, drawn out AU? And what about Fatal_Error?

…

…

…

All you manage is an ever so eloquent, “Uhm.”

Oh man. Forget the masseuse, you’re going to need an entire day-long visit to the spa to ease all this tension from your body.

You settle for a stumbling non-answer of, “It’s uh… Yeah their AUs are… a thing.”

Swap Sans frowns at you, clearly unsatisfied. “AW, C’MON!” he pouts, “NOT YOU TOO, HUMAN!”

“Sorry, Blue,” you apologize, laughing nervously. Sure, you may know a bit about these skeletons and their AUs but you’re getting the feeling you might want to be a bit more tight-lipped about your knowledge than you have been. Especially if you like living. Which you do. Most days.

You go to rub at the back of your neck, a nervous tick you’ve never quite been able to overcome, only to be reminded that Ink’s still holding your hand. You purse your lips and give the skeleton a rather heated look because you’re starting to get real tired of this. His grin just stretches.

What the fuck.

You stare at him and you’re pretty sure you’re full on ugly-scowling but at this point you don’t care. You would very much like your hand back, thank you! The bastard has other ideas, however, as he just holds your gaze, his sockets holding a rather gleeful tint.

You reiterate: What the fuck.

Is this guy trippin’ on his paints or something?

He blinks and his eyelights shift to a rouge square and a soft red pentagon. You yank your hand one more time and he blinks again, his eyelights shifting to a loose mossy green shape and a bright yellow diamond. With that yank finally, finally Ink releases your hand. You’re quick to snatch it away and if you scoot a little closer to Papyrus… well. Who can blame you?

You gingerly rub your relinquished hand under the table and look to Swap Sans, only to startle at the absolute starstruck look he’s giving you.

“Uh…?”

He nearly vaults himself onto the table. His brother’s steadying hand upon his shoulder is likely the only thing that kept him from doing just that.

“YOU EVEN KNOW MY NICKNAME, HUMAN?!”

“Uhm…” You lean back into your chair, trying to hide behind Papyrus and Sans. If he can’t see you, he’ll forget you’re there, right?

“DO THE OTHERS!!” Blue demands as he grabs his brother’s arm. “DO PAPY!!” You bite your lower lip in a strained effort to contain a completely inappropriate laugh. You definitely did not just interpret that in a completely different way than the excitable skeleton meant, nope. Your mind doesn’t live in the gutter, not at all.

…

…

…

Yup.

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…

Man, so much for getting to the food before it goes cold.

You shoot a pointed glance to Swapfell Sans and he just fucking. Smirks at you. What is with these skeletons and their damn stupid grins? You’re starting to relate to Flowey’s “smiley trashbag” insult—smiley trashbags, the lot of ‘em!

You let loose a heavy, defeated sigh and say, “I’ll go over the nicknames I know but like I was telling some of y’all earlier, there’re so many different interpretations that it’s kind of hit or miss.”

Blue isn’t deterred in the slightest and the yet still challenging look Swapfell Sans is giving you seals it. Guess you’ve got no choice but to play along. Joy.

It’s nearly another ten minutes before you’re finally able to actually eat.

The food, to absolutely no one’s surprise, is cold.

At least now you can stop referring to everyone by their AU titles in your head.

-------- End Note : Nicknames   --------

Classics: Sans (Classic), Papyrus (Paps)

Underswap: Blue (Sans), Stretch (Papyrus)

Underfell: Red (Sans), Edge/Boss (Papyrus)

Swapfell: Black (Sans), Rus (Papyrus)

Horrortale: Serif (Sans), Hickory (Papyrus)

[staxurst]

Character Profiles

Ok, I finally finished it all the characters on this blog in (Nearly) alphabetic order. Everything will be below the cut.

Name: Aedan Jr/ Aj. Age: 7. Height: 3'1 Gender: Male Species: Fire Monster/Human hybrid. Sexual Orientation: N/A AU: BaraTale Info: Aj is the child of Happy, @flargahblargh oc, and Staxurst. He's shy, Timid and doesn't like confrontation.  He adores his family and loves animals. 

Name: Anarchy 

Age: 38 Height: 7'6 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: LustFell Info: Anarchy is the female version of Havoc and the baby sister of Loyal. They come from the Undertale Alternate Universe called Lustfell. She is considered the lowest if low statuses due to her being a female Rouge. 

Name: Arrus

Age: 27 Height: 6'9 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual. (Dating) AU: Underfell Info: Arrus is the son of Underfell San's an an unknown mother. He has low self esteem and hates violence despite growing up in a very violent Universe. He is currently dating Vladimir @Devilchicky210's oc.

Name: Asgore Age: 68 Height: 11'3 (12'2 including his horns) Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual (Harem Master) AU: Lustfell Info: Asgore is the King of the Lustfell Universe. He has the Alpha of the largest harem of 600 members and has countless children. Asgore also has a child with the Sin Goddess @Devilchicky210's oc. However Asgore and the Sin Goddess are not in a romantic relationship together.

Name: Blackberry Age: 31 Height: 6'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Bi-Sexual AU: FellSwap Info: Blackberry is a cruel and over all a quiet yet calm individual. He likes his privacy and hates being bothered. Blackberry tends to feel very high of himself and tries to act like his is powerful and the "Alpha." However, he can be very over protective of people or things he cares about  even if he will deny it.

Name: Blue Age: 37 Height: 6'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Demi-Sexual AU: Underswap Info: Blue is a shy but energetic skeleton. He always keeps busy with either chores or keeping fit and is always looking to help someone in need. He tends to easily get flustered and embarrassed over sexual situation and tries hard to let his sexual urges show.

Name: Buddy Age: N/A mentally is childlike Height: 8 inches (Bitty) Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: N/A AU: Baratale Info: Buddy was created by an accident with the bara machine, trying to bring Fell and Stretch back after being killed by Error. After using Buddy's DNA to separate Fell and Stretch, the left over DNA was used to create Buddy, a bitty size portion of his former self. He now loves to be pampered and collect shiney things to give as gifts to people he likes.

Name: Charming/Charm 

Age: 32 Height: 7'9 Gender: Gender Fluid Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual AU: Underlust Info: Charm is a very sweet character that just wants to be loved along with have a good time. He's flirty but respectful and loves spending time with his "Dates." He can be a bit clingy, especially after having having fun with someone.

Name: Cyrus (Comic Papyrus Age: N/A but mentality of a child Height: 8'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Asexual AU: Baratale Info: Where Cyrus came from is a bit of a mystery but it was not a good place. He was an experiment by W.D Gaster trying to take the good qualities of Sans and Papyrus and merge them into one being. No one really knows how he escaped but he arrived to the Bara verse (Baratale) with little memory of what happened. He isn't the brightest guy but he has the biggest heart and adores his new life and family. 

Name: Derek Age: 25 Height: 5'8 Gender: Male Species: Human Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual but leans towards females. AU: BaraTale Info: Derek is the male equivalent of Staxurst. He loves anime, videos games and being a "Class Clown." 

Name: Edge Age: 36 Height: 7'4 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Bi-Sexual but leans more towards females AU: Underfell Info: Edge is the older Brother of Fell. He is vain, cocky and loves to talk about how great he is. Is also is firmly protective of his family and surprisingly is good with and likes children. He is a new father of twins, a boy and a girl with @shortstreets 

Name: Error Age: Unknow Height: 7'9 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Demi-Sexual AU: Unknown Info: Error's background is a bit of a mystery besides from his destruction if Au's and his one trapped in the void. He can't stand being touched and is pretty intolerant to most people trying to being coming his "friend." He tends to get flustered when it comes to anything sexual. Surprisingly, even to himself, he has started to develop feelings for @Littlemissgore 

Name: Fell Age: 42 Height: 6'11 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: Underfell Info: Fell is a flirty asshole. He loves to joke around and tease people but tends to be a bit if a jerk at times. He loves his son and his daughter Roxanne and loves to tease them about their love lives. Fell and Staxurst had a child together (Roxanne) but are not in a relationship together.

Name: G Age: 51 Height: 7'3 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual AU: Echotale Info: G is a calm, quiet and respectable monster. He tends to stay calm all the time and enjoys peaceful moments.  He lost his right arm and eye in a lab accident. G also tends to smoke like a chimney but never around children  or his pet goldfish, Goldie, whom he adores.

Name: Gaster

Age: 56 Height: 7'8 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: Lustfell Info: Gaster was the former Harem Guild's Master and former Alpha. His status of Alpha was taken from him when he kidnapped Scarlett, a former member of his harem and tried to have Dr. Alphsy perform a lobotomy on her to turn her into a docile harem member so he coukd forever have control over her. He is extremely possessive and tends to get angry when he is denied something he wants.

Name: Grigor Age: 198 Height: 9'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual AU: Baratale/Other Info: Grigor is a demon Orc and chief of his Village. He is strong,  brave and selfless. He cares more about his Tribe's well being over his own. Grigor is also very flirty and enjoys going out exploring.

Name: Grillby Age: 40 Height: 7'1 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: Lustfell Info: Grillby is the Brothel and Bar owner of his business. He used to be an Harem Master with a sizeable harem but his lack of ambition of wanting kids prevented him from continuing. So he decided to start a safe place for those who needed work. His business became his life and he enjoys it, even if he has many life threatening incedents happen due to his job.  Grillby cares for everyone who works there and will do everything he can to protect his workers from his unruly  customers.

Name: Havoc

Age: 50 Height: 7'8 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual AU: Lustfell Info: Havoc is a former Rouge, having his name cleared by Asgore when he went to rescue Scarlett from Gaster, even though he was in welcomed back in their universe. Havoc has anger issues and tends to snap easily, becoming violent and dangerous. Over the last few years, he has learned how to control his anger better and now owns his own legal harem, where his one of his harem members, Celeste @flargahblargh's oc, gave birth to the first children in his harem. He is now trying to be like his brother and become a responsible harem Master and care for bother his harem members and the children 

Name: Haze

Age: 29 Height: 7'1 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: FellSwap Info: Haze is Blackberry's younger brother, whom Blackberry has manipulated into being nearly a slave. Though mostly obedient, he is extremely possessive and can be dangerous if someone tries to touch  someone he is attached to. Unknown to most, Haze is very unstable and has an obsession to serve. To the point if his lord, mistress, etc tries to leave him, he would physically handicap them so they would have to keep Haze around.

Name: Honor Age: 57 Height: 8'4 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual (Married) AU: Lustfell Info: Honor is an Alpha and a former Harem Master. He have up his harem to fulfill his dream of having a normal married life with a spouse and their children. He is incredible sweet and cheesy, often doing corny things to make his soon to be wife, @goopy-sins blush and smile. He can't stand dissapointing others and can get very stressed when someone tells him that they are disspointed in him. Honor loves and is very good with children, having an adoptive human daughter @stestylius named Kami.

Name: Hyde/Jekyll Age: 35 Height: 9'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual/Unstable AU: Horrortale Info: Hyde is Jekyll's spite personality, coming out during times of extreme hunger, excitement or times of stress. He is highly unstable and often says and does things that don't make sense. Hyde tends to be paranoid of being eaten due to Greater Dog biting a portion of his shoulder off. Despite how unstable he is, he tends to joke around and try to scare others because "It makes them taste better." EXTRA: Hyde was created when Wrath (Horrortale Sans) and him were attacked, breaking open Wrath's skull and tried to eat him. Jekyll, who himself was in a state of extreme hunger, snapped, ultimately killing the attacker, the Snowdin Shopkeeper. He used her body to feed himself and Wrath until Wrath fully recovered. When Jekyll realized what he had done, he had Wrath create him a muzzle, which helps prevent Hyde's personality from coming out. There is no magic in the muzzle,  but the mental connection of the muzzle keeping Hyde back is almost strong to be magic for Jekyll. 

Name: Jekyll Age: 35 Height: 9'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Asexual AU: Horrortale Info: Jekyll is the other half of Hyde. He is mute, shy, and easily frightened. He has a constant fear of Hyde coming out and hurting someone so he often avoids things that could possibly trigger Hyde's personality to over take him. Which unfortunately is nearly all physical contact, eating, and any excitable activities.  This has caused him to be very with drawn and never allowing physical contact  or to eat around others, often leaving him hungry for long periods of time. Despite all this, he still tries to be friendly and cheerful when he can.

Name: Ink Age: 26 Height: 6'8 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Asexual/Demi-Sexual AU: InkTale Info: Ink is a very energetic and cooky guy. He loves to play pranks and tease others. However, his lack a soul and true emotions makes it hard for him to see when he has taken a joke too far. Using the color tubes on his sash to simulate emotions, he has learned to imitate them fairly well. 

Name: Loyal Age: 45 Height: 6'11 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual AU: LustFell (Alternate) Info: Loyal is the female equivalent of Honor. She is a female Alpha and Harem Master. Loyal is like Honor, sweet, caring and a bit on the corny side. She is more on the calm side than Honor however but it doesn't take much to her to become playful 

Name: Lust Age: 38 Height: 7'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual AU: Underlust Info: Lust is exactly what his name implies. He is Lust, flirty and perverted. He always finds a way to make something sound dirty. He's confidant and isn't afriad to "show off" his body. One times he tends to take it too far and his brother, Charm, has to bring him back. 

Name: Metta

Age: N/A Height: 6'6 Gender: Gender Fluid Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual AU: Lustfell Info: Metta is the most highly advanced nurse in the Lustfell Universe, to the point that they are even an artifical womb and can carry an infant to full term. They still run their show, which is now a medical/gossip talk show.

Name: Papyrus

Age: 28 Height: 6'10 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Demi-Sexual AU: Undertale Info: Papyrus is still the sweet and amazing Papyrus that we all know and love.

Name: Pepper Age: 29 Height: 6'2 Gender: Female (Trans Male to Female) Sexual Orientation: Straight (Men) AU: N/A Info: Pepper is an outgoing and joyful person. She loves to gossip and have fun but is a hard worker. She cares deeply for those around her and often plays "mother hen" when it comes to making sure her loved ones are taken are of.

Name: Red/ Captain Age: 53 Height: 6'11 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual AU: Baratale Genocide Info: Red is Fell from the genocide alternate of Baratale. Unlike Fell, he doesn't have the same, lazy and carefree attitude Fell has. He has become much colder and focused on keeping as many as he can alive. He has a unspoken anger and distrust towards Staxurst due to the Staxurst in his universe is the cause of all of the suffering that has fallen upon him. Though Red tries not to bother him.

Name: Roxanne Age: 12 Height: 4'3 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual (Semi Dating Eva) AU: Baratale Info: Roxanne is a sassy fashionesta who enjoys getting down and dirty with the boys. She tends to act like a tomboy but also loves to dress nice and feel pretty. She's confidant and stubborn.  Don't let her cute looks fool you, she isn't afraid to kick someone's ass if they deserve it. Roxanne never likes to back down from a challenge and usually finds a way to beat the system. She is also semi dating Eva @Devilchicky210's oc. She is also the daughter of Fell and Staxurst.

Name: Ryder (Clarence) Age: 57 Height: 2'8 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Straight AU: Baratale Info: Ryder, also know by his real name of Claremore,  is a drunk and very loud monster. Despite his small size, he'll cause more trouble and get into fights with others 3X his size. His life is full of regret of hurting people he cared about and never doing anything with his life. He never went out and tried to get a job because of being very wealthy from his inheritance, which only made his cocky egotistic attitude much worse. Ryder used to be engaged with @goopy-sins however he took off on the day if the wedding without telling anyone, leaving Goopy heart broken. It's his biggest regret if all but in the end, he was glad she found someone much better than him (Honor.)

Name: Sans Age: 34 Height: 6'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Demi-Sexual AU: Undertale Info: Sans is Sans. A pun loving Lazy bones.

Name: Scarlett Age: 25 Height: 5'1 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Pan-Sexual AU: Lustfell Info: Scarlett is Gaster former Harem member. She is quiet and a bit Timid but is slowly breaking out of her shell. Due to her controlled past, she never got to experience the world and is eager to go out, learn and try new things. Scarlett also wants to learn about her past and how she came to be in Lustfell. Scarlett is also the Lustfell equivalent of Staxurst.

Name: Staxurst 

Age: 25 Height: 5'1/2 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: Bi-Sexual AU: Baratale Info: Staxurst is the creator of Baratale and uses her ability to create baras with the aid of the Bara Machine and a deal she made with a devil named Mr. D. She is friendly and and loves to tease those who come to the Bara Verse looking for the baras. She has a strong connection to not only the baras but to the universe itself. Though she has the habit of staying up late to create new baras and over working herself. Staxurst is also a mother of two, Roxanne and Aj.

Name: Stretch

Age: 42 Height: 7'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Bi-Sexual AU: Underswap Info: Stretch is a lazy, Pun loving skeleton that smokes way too much. He also tends to enjoy other substances such as weed. Stretch is also a bit of a hussler and tries to make a easy buck here and there. Even charging you for a hug if he can get away with it.

Name: Tarac Age: 114 Height: 7'8 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: N/A Info: Tarac is a undiscovered tar like species that lived way below the service. Unlike the rest of his kind, Tarac had an itch to explore and learn about what else is out there. Due to this, he was banished from the underground city in fear that Tarac would bring back something that could ender their civilization. Tarac is curious yet quiet. He has never heard the service slang before and takes everything literally.  

Name: Thaddeus 

Age: Unknown/ Immortal Height: Physical form is 4'7 but floats about 7'2 in the air Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: N/A Info: Not much is know about Thaddeus besides he was kept as a experiment in a scientist's lab that often abused him in many ways. He was taught that he was merely an object, not someone of any worth, even saying that "Only things of importance have  names." And thus never giving him one. Shortly arriving at the BaraVerse, Thaddeus picked his own name. Despite all the abuse, Thaddeus has a very positive outlook on life and is very excited to learn new things. He adores children and getting attention. Often referring to others as "Precious" or a verient of it.

Name: Titan Age: 36 Height: 8'7 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual but leans towards females AU: Baratale Info: Titan is a loud and confidant gentleman. He loves to show off his strength and boast about his size. However, he does have a rather gentle side to him and isn't ashamed to be seen helping the Elderly across the street or even having a tea party with a little girl if it would make her smile. 

Name: Wrath Age: 42 Height: 8'2 Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: Horrortale Info: Wrath very much represents his name. He has a hell of a temper and the backlash could literally be deadly However, it doesn't mean Wrath still doesn't enjoy some good puns. He can be rather flirty even if his flirting as a dark overtone to it.

Name: Zipper Age: 18 Height: 3 inches (Bitty) Gender: Male Sexual Orientation: Pan-sexual AU: Baratale Info: Zipper is a spunky little bitty who demands for attention. He loves being the center of attention and will go out of his way to get it. Zipper bot loves and hates being a bitty, using the fact that he is so small and "cute" to get other to pick him up and give him some love. However he hates when other mistake him for a kid or ignores him due to his size.

Name: Vera

Age: 1 Height: 1'9 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: N/A AU: Baratale Info: Vera is one of Havoc's and Celeste's daughters. So far she seems happy and cheerful.

Name: Verse Age: 1 Height: 1'9 Gender: Female Sexual Orientation: N/A AU: Baratale Info: Havoc's and Celeste's other daughter and Vera's twin. So far she is quieter than her sister and cries more often.

[freohrweohnatakausta]

BEaster meets the Out-Codes and their Swaps

BEaster stared in morbid fascination at HORRORTale. All of the monsters there were true beasts. Horrifying in all aspects.

Even his children Sans and Papyrus. He didn’t know why he expected them to be the same, (he has travelled, thank you very much) but he expects them to be the same every time.

Then, he looked inside his corner, the one with this Universe’s version of him.

BEaster took a good long look at HORROR!Gaster. Even his alternate self wasn’t spared.

BEaster frowned and sighed. Then, as he was about to look away from that world, something drew his attention. Something that wasn’t supposed to be there. Something. . . Glitchy.

BEaster glared at Error from where he was in the Void. Error raised his hand. BEaster instantly teleported to Error’s side.

“I wouldn’t do that if I were you, Error.” BEaster said as he grabbed the Glitch’s arm with a hand. BEaster snapped the book shut in his left hand and with another, pushed up his glasses.

“Who are you?” Error asked in that glitchy voice of his.

“I am known as BEaster, but some may know me as, Gaster.”  BEaster felt Error stiffen. He smiled.

“HALT THERE, VILLIAN!!” An obnoxiously loud voice proclaimed, jumping through a portal similar to Error’s.

“Hmm? What’s this?” BEaster asked, idly grabbing onto him with a few more hands, “Another error?”

“Urk. I’M NOTHING LIKE THAT VILLIAN!!” They- the one that looked like Error- yelled.

“Yes, yes, I can tell.” BEaster muttered, as he walked over to the Swap!Error.

The Swap!Error was wearing something similar to Ink, another Glitch, born of an unfinished idea, but the colors where black, blue, yellow, and red. Error’s colors. BEaster Smiled, even a swap that denies that he has nothing to do with his original cannot escape that they have the same colors. As BEaster was circling the Swap, he noticed something, a pen. It was black, except the top, where there was a donut rotating it, saying ERROR, and near the tip, where it was a blue color.

“Hmm? What’s this?” BEaster asked, as he picked up the Swap’s pen with a few hands, “It looks similar to Ink’s Brush, but, it’s a pen.”

The Swap’s eyes went wide behind his red-rimmed glasses, “You’ve met Ink?!”

BEaster chuckled lightly, “No, I’ve only seen him across the Multiverse.”

The Swap deflated slightly. There came a cough from Error’s direction. “Ah, yes, our other-” BEaster stopped mid-sentence, staring at a new figure.

The figure looked like Ink, but had no brush. Or even no emotion. He was just staring blankly ahead, focused on nothing, then he raised his hand. “No, you shall not do that.” BEaster said as another hand grabbed the Swap’s wrist.

BEaster sighed, heavily. “Pale!? HEY! BOZO! LET ME AT PALE!! I SHALL DEFEAT THAT VILLIAN!!” The Error Swap yelled at BEaster.

“No, I shall not. And you shall not. When I am here, it is a neutral zo-” BEaster was cut off by a cheerful voice.

“Hey Error! Who’re these guys?” Ink asked, walking up.

BEaster felt his eye twitch. “Forget it.” He said simply and turned on his heel, stepping forward he disappeared into darkness. The hands that held the other Sans, disappeared.

Ink just stared at them with a dumbfounded look on his face, “Well. . . that just happened.”

Suddenly, the Error Swap was right up next to Ink, “WOAH, Are you Ink? That’s so cool! I’ve seen you defend the Multiverse so many times!” the Error Swap had sparkles in his eyes.

All Ink could do was look at the Swap hesitantly, arms raised. Ink looked a bit closer at the Swap, “Hey, Error!” a grunt was his answer, “this kid looks like you, without the, you know, eye strings. Or is it tear strings? I never could figure out. . .”

Error just gave him a flat look. Pale was staring blankly at Error Swap.

Ink suddenly gained a mischievous look on his face, “Say, Error, is he your little brother?”

“WHAT!? NO?!” Both Error and Error Swap yelled at the same time. Error’s eyes were flashing. Pale was staring blankly at Ink now. “I WOULD NEVER ASSOCIATE WITH THAT IDIOT/VILLIAN!!”

Ink gained a thoughtful look, “Hmm, you actually seem like brothers, well from what I can tell, I mean, you’re both shouting at the same time.”

Error started to glitch. “Well, I’m out. Seeya later Error! Swap-Me! Error’s little Brother!” Ink said happily, and started to walk away.

“W-wait!” Error Swap yelled out, running towards Ink, “Could, could you sign my Pen?” He asked hesitantly.

Ink smiled brightly, “Sure!” he pulled out a small brush, “Now, who should I make it out to?”

“Template.” Template said, his grin getting larger, handing over his Pen so Ink could sign it.

“Alright, ‘To Error’s little brother, Template, for having faith that he can do anything he wants if he just believes.’ There, ya go!” Ink said, handing the Pen over.

Template’s smile was blinding, “Thanks, Ink! I’ll, heh, see ya sometime?”

“Sure!” Ink said brightly. Ink watched as Template walked through the glitchy portal that was so similar to Error’s.

When the portal disappeared, Ink lost his smile, and created his own portal, and jumped through to his own little world.

When he landed, he fell face down onto the grass, “Being happy is extremely tiring, I wonder how the kid does it.”

While Ink was contemplating Template, Error and Pale were still standing in the clearing.

Pale looked around blankly. When his eyes came across Error’s still form, he walked over to him.

Pale poked Error. Error’s first reaction to that was to tie their SOUL up in strings. When he found out that he couldn’t do that to Pale, he punched Pale in the face. Pale slid across the ground, uncaring about the snow around him.

Pale sat up and looked Error straight in the eyes, and said, “ow.”

Error just stared at Pale, then, like BEaster before him, just said, “I’m out.”

Pale stared blankly at where Error disappeared through a portal, then shrugged and started to devour the HORRORTale dimension where he was at. Waste not, want not.

After that was done, Pale walked back into his blank world, filled with emotions.

Pale and Template belong to @unu-nunu-art​ Error belongs to @loverofpiggies Ink belongs to @comyet​ BEaster belongs to me

This is a little thought that wriggled into my mind, and I thought, Why not? and so here it is.

[canadian-buckbeaver]

Fell’s Disambiguation - Ch. 4

Error has lost control over the Doodlesphere.  There are so many creations, so many glitches.  He has a lot of work to do ahead of him, especially if he wishes to continue the hunt... however, what happens when the hunter becomes the hunted?

(Murder!Sans used with permission from his creator!)

  Error muttered darkly to himself as he stalked along an unknown snowy forest, hardly paying attention to where he was walking.  This forests were all the same anyways, regardless of the AU or the creator.  Error was sure that he could walk through them blindfolded by now.  He was furious with himself that he had lost track of the damn glitches, the other versions of him and their brothers.  As soon as they had gone through the portal they had somehow been able to scramble their signature, preventing him from following.  He had been so close in eliminating the Fell!Papyrus too.  Just a little longer and his soul would have cracked and shattered, and his so-called allies would have found nothing but dust.

It would have been one last glitch to take care of.

He growled as he continued to curse himself, the glitches, and the existence of the Doodlesphere as he continued to walk, not caring where he was walking to.  The ‘Sphere was larger than ever before, crowded and that much more chaotic.  Harder to keep track of the glitches and new projects.  They were like rabbits.  Every time you turned around there was about fifty more of them.  Just today he found out that HorrorTale, one of the few AUs that he had been driven out of, mutated and multiplied.  There was now a new AU that was rapidly mutating amongst itself.  Axetale, AxeFell, AxeSwap… the list went on.  These AUs were dangerous, not just because of the monsters high LOVE, but because they had the potential to contaminate and infect other AUs if they managed to escape.  They could affect the Toby’s original creation!  That would spell disaster, not just for the original UnderTale, but for all of the Doodlesphere.  Error could see it now.  If the original was affected, the code in all AUs would be rewritten, and all would turn into those hungry, strong and angry monsters.  They would see how much Ink liked his precious creations then.

Speaking of Ink… He owed the colourful skeleton an ass-whooping the next time he saw him.  The stupid guardian of AUs, guardian of the alternate creations… how dare he do this to Error?  He was all about protecting the dreams and artistic variations of their codes.  Did he not know the consequences that could happen if this was not stopped?  They could…

Error stepped in something soft and disgustingly slimy, almost like coagulated gel.  Looking down he saw that it was a small pile of grey fluff, a mound that had settled on top of the snow undisturbed until he had walked right through it…

Dust… more accurately, monster dust.

Error snapped free of his thoughts and began to look around the forest, his magical eye glowing and scanning frantically.  Dust was always a bad sign, no matter the AU.  A sign of death or danger.  It could mean the sign of a Genocide or Neutral route, or a violent, LOVE hungry AU.  One that would try to kill him, or, Toby forbid, succeed.  The snow around the area was crisp and untouched, almost as if there was no monsters had traveled through this part of the Underground.  Yet, in other AUs the forest was a main travelling route.

It was damn near impossible that the forest would be as untouched as it was.

Not a bird was singing, not a flower was blooming… yet the AU, the more he listened, was dead.  Silent like a tomb.  

Perhaps someone had beat him to eliminating this AU…?

Or perhaps, there was something else afoot here.

Yet the more he listened, the more aware he was.  And the shivers that ran down his spine became more violent, more intense.  He closed his sockets, turning more into the use of his ears for guidance.  His instincts were screaming at him.  There was someone… something close…

Someone who did bare him well greetings.

“I-i-I-I know yo-your-your’re-e-e th-TH-there.” Error finally said, turning to the trees, staring at a magnificent pine tree.  The branches were soft and full, leaving very few gaps between the branches, a perfect hiding spot for anyone who didn’t want to be seen but wished to follow.  “C-co-come out… un-UN-unless you-U’RE a cow-CO-ward…”

There was a dark chuckle, one that caused Error’s jaw to clench and his ribs to shiver slightly.  It was a dark sound.  Pure evil resounded deep within its echo.  A small skeleton stepped around the tree, finally showing himself to Error.  He was dressed much like a Tale Sans – a dusty blue jacket with a grey hood drawn over his skull, and black shorts.  His once pink slippers almost grey… he was absolutely coated with monster dust.  His magical eye was different too than the normal Sans, or any other Sans that he had seen.  Instead of blue or even red, the magical eye was a bright, vivid purple.  Error’s mind started racing.  Was the magic poisoned with Determination?  The mixture of red and blue magic would give him the different colour that Error was seeing…

And would explain the blood red colouring that lined the iris of the eye.

So this was the one responsible for the murders, as impossible as it seemed.  A lazy Sans wiping out his own universe…. what was the code coming to?

“A coward huh?  I think you have it wrong… it should be you that is afraid, very afraid.  Isn’t that right, Papyrus?”  Sans looked up to his left, looking above his shoulder at the empty air.

Error checked him: DUSTTALE SANS (MURDER SANS) LV 20 HP: 99 AT: 48 DF: 14 HE DID WHAT HE THOUGHT WAS RIGHT

Ok.  So what the fuck did that mean?

Murder snapped both of his fingers, summoning two smaller Gaster Blasters with purple and red eyes, and an arc of purple and blue bones that sprayed behind him.  “I admit that I’ve never killed another version of me before.” He said, his voice neutral, as if they were talking about the weather or the barrier.  “But I need the EXP.  I must be stronger… the kid must be stopped.  At all costs.  No matter the sacrifice…” he grinned and chuckled darkly again.  “I already lost my brother… I have nothing more to lose.  Are you ready, Error?  Give me your best shot.”

Error growled, his yellow eye glitching and flashing before flaring in a burst of magic.  His own Blasters formed behind him, black with red teeth and yellow eyes, magic gathering in their jaws with a low whine.  If it was a fight that this glitch wanted, it was a fight that he was going to get.

[t0nyt0nych0pp3r]

Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Original Character(s), Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Sans (Undertale)/Original Female Character(s), Papyrus (Undertale)/Reader, Papyrus (Undertale)/Original Female Character(s), Papyrus (Undertale)/Original Character(s), Papyrus & Sans (Undertale) & Reader Characters: Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Undyne (Undertale), Luna (OC), W. D. Gaster, lillian (oc), Alphys (Undertale) Additional Tags: slow burn to the max, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Past Abuse, Past Child Abuse, Past Rape/Non-con, Past Sexual Abuse, Past Torture, Past Violence, Past Domestic Violence, Mental Health Issues, Healing, Angel Healing, Healthy Relationships, Unhealthy Relationships, actually a happyish story despite tags, og paps is not naive, Soul Bond, Soulmates, okay when i say slow burn i mean like romance isnt even mentioned until wayyyy later in the story, NOT a reverse harem, Polyamory, Healthy Polyamory, Alternate Universe - Horrortale (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Swapfell (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Underfell (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Swaptale (Undertale), angeltale or underangel idk how to say it, like reborntale but without the incest, Alternate Universe - Dusttale (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Underlust (Undertale), Reader Is Not Frisk (Undertale), Reader Is Not Chara (Undertale), Reader Has A Set Appearance, Reader has a personality, Reader has a past, Reader is an OC, POV Multiple, babys first fic, Please be nice, no beta so bear with me, but open to help!, reader cant speak, not mute or deaf, she just cant, for now, Dark Humor, reader isn't from this timeline, reader isnt fully human, Reader hates humans, world building, reader is old very old, old old, for humans at least but not for her species, Tall Reader, Bara Sans (Undertale), Bara Papyrus (Undertale), reader is tall for humans but short for monsters, Other Additional Tags to Be Added, im just kinda going with the flow sorry for all the tags and probably the bad grammar, Eventual Smut, Eventual Romance, Eventual Happy Ending, Eventual Fluff, Eventual Relationships, Eventual Sex, we just have to get through a lot of healing first Summary:

After so many years of suffering she finds her way out only to end up in a house full of skeletons??? Breaking through time and the void itself Luna has finally managed to escape her tormentor and now she is starting her journey to heal from her wounds both physical and mental with the help of certain pun and puzzle loving skeletons.

[withoutcomedy]

"No, no, no, don’t die on me!"

SEND ME “NO, NO, NO, DON’T DIE ON ME!” FOR A SCENARIO IN WHICH MY MUSE DIES PROTECTING YOURS. [CLOSED]

[ @sansoftimeandspace Alright, for this drabble please imagine the following background scenario: Frisk has done a no mercy run, but never reset. So, all of the main cast but Sans is dead, and there is no king to rule the Underground. Thus, the Underground fell into anarchy, where only the strongest are allowed to survive. Imagine an Underground similar to the one in Underfell (without the edge) and Horrortale (without the body-horror and mutations). I was thinking maybe your Sans got his transceiver stolen, or maybe, even my Sans took it in a desperate attempt to escape the timeline, but then had a change of heart later on because he realized he was turning into a really bad person and because he noticed that even if he jumped into another universe he’d never see any of the original people again, and seeing how this was already the case with Gaster he realizes how he doesn’t even want that either. 

But maybe, he only comes to that conclusion when he another monster notices the potential of your Sans’ abilities, and who then wants to take advantage of him not much unlike my Sans himself (maybe an Alphys that somehow didn’t commit suicide as it was implied, but just vanished and got reaaally dark and desperate) So, while your Sans was actually on really bad terms with mine in the beginning, trying to get his transceiver back and all,  in the end, instead of being a selfish ahole, my Sans actually steps in to protect your’s from that other monster’s attack, returning the transceiver to him with his dying breath. Honestly, I don’t know. I just had something similar in my mind when writing my drabble so I thought I should let you know. ]

The skeleton was on his knees. He wasn’t a hero. Or at least, he had never perceived himself as one. Hero work was better left to the less cowardly, the less level-headed characters that thought it was worth to throw away your life for the next best thing that they believed in. Yet that didn’t change the fact that he was on his knees right here and right now, with crimson ribbons sprawling their deadly wings across his chest and running into a lake below his feet. What a pitiful way to go, slain by another monster, not even an enemy he’d been willing to fight. At least, he’d bite the dust without regrets, since he had nothing left to lose anymore. 

His consciousness fading by the seconds, it took him a moment to realize that he was being talked to. Once he did, however, his set of dull eye lights flickered up as they sought to focus on the voice that had yanked him out of his train of thoughts. Was it begging him not to die? An impossible request, too hilarious to be taken seriously. And what better way to shatter the other’s illusions than through blatant realism, through cynical laughter emphasized by words of truth that came out as heavy panting instead of the full bass he’d usually speak in: 

“heh. looks like plans are already set for today’s activities. sorry, pal.“ 

But even if he couldn’t escape death’s door this time, there was something, someone else that his sacrifice would help to do just that. With that eternal grin still sticking to his skull, he stretched out his determination stained left, skeletal hands clasping one another, as he slid the transceiver into his alternate’s palm. “hey, don’t make such a face, buddy. it’s worth it, trust me. you’ll get to escape like you wanted and, uh, find yourself a better timeline to stay in.” He winked at his other self, attempting to give off a comical vibe, before he dropped that act as well, and bluntly revealed the true depths of the despair that his metaphorical heart was filled with in the face of this universe’s dire outlooks; the entirety of his breakdown being mirrored by nothing but that eerie expression that was working its way across his face and that proceeded to mercilessly eradicate the mask of nonchalance he usually hid behind, when he was not busy dying. 

“personally, i’ve got nothing left to lose. everyone’s dead or crazy, the kiddo won’t reset and the underground’s gone to hell. so, uh, do yourself a favor and take the bone i’m throwing ya.” Even as Sans voice cracked, as his body began to crumble, crushed by his own weight, emotionally and physically, it felt great to state the facts with nothing but painful honesty for once. After all, there was no denial, that he was becoming too much for his fractured soul to bear. Still, in a twisted way, this was the most at peace that he had felt in a long, long time. He was dying, yes. But to him, death had grown into a promise of reunion, instead of a monument to fear. 

Only through his death, he’d be able to meet his friends again. Only through his death, he’d be allowed to spend time with his beloved brother once more. Thus, a genuine smile adorned his face as he turned to dust, as his physical shape decomposed and faded away into thousands upon thousands of tiny particles. Eventually, his alternate was left with nothing but those worn-out, crimson soaked clothes, that lay on the ground in an untidy mess, and the echo of Sans’ splintering soul, there to haunt him for all eternity.

[shadowandblack]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Undertale Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Reader Characters: Sans (Undertale), Reader Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Horrortale, HorrorTale, HorrorTale Sans, Post-Game, surface - Freeform, mentions of cannibalism, unhealthy coping mechanism, Yandere Sans, Happy Ending, unhealthy relationship, Kidnapping, reader is female Summary:

When monsters escape the underground after 'Horrortale', they're placed in a mandatory Monster Rehabilitation program with required therapy sessions. You're the counselor assigned to Sans.

My half of the fic trade with Sonamyluffer1011

[canadian-buckbeaver]

Fell’s Disambiguation - Ch. 4

Error has lost control over the Doodlesphere.  There are so many creations, so many glitches.  He has a lot of work to do ahead of him, especially if he wishes to continue the hunt... however, what happens when the hunter becomes the hunted? (Murder!Sans used with permission from his creator!)

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  Error muttered darkly to himself as he stalked along an unknown snowy forest, hardly paying attention to where he was walking.  This forests were all the same anyways, regardless of the AU or the creator.  Error was sure that he could walk through them blindfolded by now.  He was furious with himself that he had lost track of the damn glitches, the other versions of him and their brothers.  As soon as they had gone through the portal they had somehow been able to scramble their signature, preventing him from following.  He had been so close in eliminating the Fell!Papyrus too.  Just a little longer and his soul would have cracked and shattered, and his so-called allies would have found nothing but dust.

It would have been one last glitch to take care of.

He growled as he continued to curse himself, the glitches, and the existence of the Doodlesphere as he continued to walk, not caring where he was walking to.  The ‘Sphere was larger than ever before, crowded and that much more chaotic.  Harder to keep track of the glitches and new projects.  They were like rabbits.  Every time you turned around there was about fifty more of them.  Just today he found out that HorrorTale, one of the few AUs that he had been driven out of, mutated and multiplied.  There was now a new AU that was rapidly mutating amongst itself.  Axetale, AxeFell, AxeSwap… the list went on.  These AUs were dangerous, not just because of the monsters high LOVE, but because they had the potential to contaminate and infect other AUs if they managed to escape.  They could affect the Toby’s original creation!  That would spell disaster, not just for the original UnderTale, but for all of the Doodlesphere.  Error could see it now.  If the original was affected, the code in all AUs would be rewritten, and all would turn into those hungry, strong and angry monsters.  They would see how much Ink liked his precious creations then.

Speaking of Ink… He owed the colourful skeleton an ass-whooping the next time he saw him.  The stupid guardian of AUs, guardian of the alternate creations… how dare he do this to Error?  He was all about protecting the dreams and artistic variations of their codes.  Did he not know the consequences that could happen if this was not stopped?  They could…

Error stepped in something soft and disgustingly slimy, almost like coagulated gel.  Looking down he saw that it was a small pile of grey fluff, a mound that had settled on top of the snow undisturbed until he had walked right through it…

Dust… more accurately, monster dust.

Error snapped free of his thoughts and began to look around the forest, his magical eye glowing and scanning frantically.  Dust was always a bad sign, no matter the AU.  A sign of death or danger.  It could mean the sign of a Genocide or Neutral route, or a violent, LOVE hungry AU.  One that would try to kill him, or, Toby forbid, succeed.  The snow around the area was crisp and untouched, almost as if there was no monsters had traveled through this part of the Underground.  Yet, in other AUs the forest was a main travelling route.

It was damn near impossible that the forest would be as untouched as it was.

Not a bird was singing, not a flower was blooming… yet the AU, the more he listened, was dead.  Silent like a tomb.  

Perhaps someone had beat him to eliminating this AU…?

Or perhaps, there was something else afoot here.

Yet the more he listened, the more aware he was.  And the shivers that ran down his spine became more violent, more intense.  He closed his sockets, turning more into the use of his ears for guidance.  His instincts were screaming at him.  There was someone… something close…

Someone who did bare him well greetings.

“I-i-I-I know yo-your-your’re-e-e th-TH-there.” Error finally said, turning to the trees, staring at a magnificent pine tree.  The branches were soft and full, leaving very few gaps between the branches, a perfect hiding spot for anyone who didn’t want to be seen but wished to follow.  “C-co-come out… un-UN-unless you-U’RE a cow-CO-ward…”

There was a dark chuckle, one that caused Error’s jaw to clench and his ribs to shiver slightly.  It was a dark sound.  Pure evil resounded deep within its echo.  A small skeleton stepped around the tree, finally showing himself to Error.  He was dressed much like a Tale Sans – a dusty blue jacket with a grey hood drawn over his skull, and black shorts.  His once pink slippers almost grey… he was absolutely coated with monster dust.  His magical eye was different too than the normal Sans, or any other Sans that he had seen.  Instead of blue or even red, the magical eye was a bright, vivid purple.  Error’s mind started racing.  Was the magic poisoned with Determination?  The mixture of red and blue magic would give him the different colour that Error was seeing…

And would explain the blood red colouring that lined the iris of the eye.

So this was the one responsible for the murders, as impossible as it seemed.  A lazy Sans wiping out his own universe…. what was the code coming to?

“A coward huh?  I think you have it wrong… it should be you that is afraid, very afraid.  Isn’t that right, Papyrus?”  Sans looked up to his left, looking above his shoulder at the empty air.

Error checked him: DUSTTALE SANS (MURDER SANS) LV 20 HP: 99 AT: 48 DF: 14 HE DID WHAT HE THOUGHT WAS RIGHT

Ok.  So what the fuck did that mean?

Murder snapped both of his fingers, summoning two smaller Gaster Blasters with purple and red eyes, and an arc of purple and blue bones that sprayed behind him.  “I admit that I’ve never killed another version of me before.” He said, his voice neutral, as if they were talking about the weather or the barrier.  “But I need the EXP.  I must be stronger… the kid must be stopped.  At all costs.  No matter the sacrifice…” he grinned and chuckled darkly again.  “I already lost my brother… I have nothing more to lose.  Are you ready, Error?  Give me your best shot.”

Error growled, his yellow eye glitching and flashing before flaring in a burst of magic.  His own Blasters formed behind him, black with red teeth and yellow eyes, magic gathering in their jaws with a low whine.  If it was a fight that this glitch wanted, it was a fight that he was going to get.