#i like to call underswap sans bluebell

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Doddles

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Blue belongs to the Community

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could you please explain each AU and character to me please i wanna know OwO

second try-

Culture!shock is just that- as everyone comes from different anicent cultures(mostly all under the Culture!shock tag!) where you can find greeks, romans, russians, spainureds, chinese, and scottish/viking folk along with a ton more understanding each other! it gets pretty confusing for the Frisk seeing as they have to understand all these different languages n' runes/hyrogylphics to get around everyone!- many ocs are welcomed here since there is above and below ground monsters and many things happening in both areas- at least before the barrier was broken...

[ CODE : REALITY ] is an underswap based au centered around how it feels to have a mental disablity, only people crafted here so far are the players- the Frisk, Chara and Sans, the Frisk is commonly called Cardinal as she is under the color code of [ RED ], Chara is commonly called either an inserted name, [ Blank] or Unknown, the Sans depends on which time you catch her as she is originally the npc under [ CODE : BLUE ] who likes being called Gray, or her pc/player [ CODE : GREY ] who preffers anything + blue such as Bluebear, Big blue, and Bluebell!

Big Gay is just me taking ideas from animals, their skeletons, a plant, and making them humanoid, they seem to be based somewhat subconsiously off undertale aus each time, so far we have the fell sisters, Blueberry, (I think but also might not be-) Flowerfell, (possibly but also maybe not) lust paps, n' horror/Axe/Butch reminding/basis versions of them. I'm not entirely sure why they keep reminding me of the aus but I'm not complaining!

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Red Velvet Reel 6.2: Cele-BRAT-ion!

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Pairing: [Married] Spicyhoney (Underfell Papyrus x Underswap Papyrus)

Summary: As they struggle to get through this stupid bet, Stretch realizes he had way too high expectations for the evening and Fell monsters are stress. He knew that, and yet...

Characters: Edge (Underfell Papyrus) & Stretch (Underswap Papyrus) & Red (Underfell Sans) & Blue (Underswap Sans) & Classic (Undertale Papyrus) & Comic (Undertale Sans) & Slim/Puppy (Swapfell Papyrus) & Black (Swapfell Sans) & some poor random waitress lol.

Contains: Mpreg/Skelepreg! Meeting up in a (sports) bar! Everyone talks a lot and never shuts up! (More) Stupid Fellverse posturing and antagonism! Lots of headcanons! 

Rating: Teen and up! (I guess?)

Note:  Hah, a labor of love that I’m still not satisfied with but! Enjoy!

Underswap Papyrus – Stretch            Underswap Sans –  Blue Underfell Paprus – Edge                     Underfell Sans – Red Swapfell Papyrus – Slim/Puppy         Swapfell Sans – Black Undertale Papyrus – Classic              Undertale Sans – Comic

“Typical,” Black let out an annoyed puff of breath, “Your kind are too curious.”

“My kind?” Edge propped his head up on his hand, smirking smugly even as he feigned innocence, “I would have never taken you for a coward, but appearances can be deceiving, I suppose. Would you like to look at the drink menu?”

“You!” Black curled his fingers into such a tight fist his knuckles cracked, scowl positively withering. “If you think I’ll be goaded by something so insufferably baiting and juvenile-“

“Put up,” Red popped his p’s for extra emphasis, leveling Black with a flat look, “Or shut up. Ain’t no one got time for yer bullshit- ain’t no one care.”

Black swore under his breath, banging the table once in frustration before turning to his brother, “Pochi!”

“Poochie?” Comic and Stretch looked at each other, unsure if they had heard correctly.

Slim looked up as though startled by being addressed, shoulders tense and sockets blown wide. Feeling so many eyes on him, he hunched in on himself, nervously picking at the myriad of bracelets on his wrists.

“Tell these overly curious buffoons which one you bet on,” Black sounded incredibly bored, waving his hand in the air dismissively, “And make up some inane reason why- you’ve already sunk enough money into this pointless game. Ah, wait- this crepe.”

That skirted a dangerous line. With a fearsome scowl, Edge slammed his hands onto the table as he pushed himself to his feet, looking very much like he was about to punch Black out. Unthinkingly, Classic grabbed his hands, squeezing them with a nervous smile as he gestured to the Slim with his chin, “Er, Slimjim! Once more, big voice, please!”

Blue sat up from his slump, looking confused, “Slimjim? The jerky?” He asked quietly, but Classic didn’t seem to hear him.

Obviously uncomfortable with so much attention on him, Slim looked down at the table with a shrug. When Black started drumming his fingers impatiently, however, he let out a shaky sigh and pointed at Stretch.

“Cuz...” He whispered to himself, snapping his bracelets against his bones with furrowed browbones. Slim started running his pointer finger along every bead on his first bracelet, flicking it up with his claw to catch on his palm before repeating the process, “...Ya know...”

Kinda weirded out but mostly sympathetic to how unhappy the hunched up skeleton looked, Stretch turned towards Comic conspiratorially.

“What obvious reason?” He whispered loudly, “Does this hoodie make me look fat?”

“Nope,” Comic winked as he whispered back, “I can’t Fathom why he’d say that.”

Slim smiled immediately, cheekbones dimpling as he scrunched his face up in a repressed laugh, “Nyeh.”

“Cute.”

Black choked on something, turning to cough into his elbow even as he waved off Comic’s offer to pat his back. He finished the rest of his drink in a big gulp, eyes still closed and coughing lightly, although it seemed oddly forced.

“That’s is extremely weird!” Classic spoke up loudly and cheerfully, puffing out his chest as he pointed at himself, “Therefore I, the Great Ambassador Papyrus, will return normalcy by explaining my bet! And reasoning!”

He dropped his voice to a loud whisper, “With the disclaimer that betting is a form of gambling, and gambling can be a very serious issue! Moderation is key, and if you or any of your loved ones are struggling with it, there are resources available!” He winked audibly, looking at Black earnestly, “I can be discreet! Just let me know how I can help.”

Whereas Black looked confused and annoyed, Slim seemed absolutely delighted, clapping a hand over his mouth to stifle a giggle.

“Sasuga, Papz,” he told Classic warmly, going back to playing with his bracelets as his bright smile dropped into something more neutral.

“I don’t know what that means, but thank you Slimjim, I think!” Classic answered just as brightly, before tapping his chin thoughtfully, “Where was I?”

“Talkin’ about dear Aunt Sal ‘n the chickens that roost in the ol’ barn,” Comic supplied helpfully, grin growing wider as his brother turned to him in complete outrage.

“Don’t be silly, Sans!” Classic tossed his head imperiously, sounding annoyed, “Everyone knows it’s cows that roost in the barn!”

He sighed loudly, “Where was I? Ah, Yes, I actually bet it was... you, Eggo!”

Stretch and Comic practically collapsed on themselves snickering, trying not to burst out laughing. Even Black seemed to be covering his mouth to avoid smiling.

Slim didn’t look up, but reached over to rest a light hand on Classic’s shoulder... who looked embarrassed. Edge’s cool look in their direction sobered them quickly, but his voice was kind as he turned to his counterpart, “I understand. It’s difficult to keep track of so many nicknames.”

Classic smiled, but it didn’t reach his eyes, “I’m sorry, Papyrus- I just seem to forget everyone’s nickname when I’m thinking of your real names. I understand why we do it, and I hope we’re all satisfied with our nicknames- but it is still just so very, very frustrating!”

Expression softening, Comic leaned his elbows on the table, “Aw, Pap-“

“It’s fine! I’m over it!” Classic waved his brother off cheerfully, all smiles and overly excited energy. Stretch wasn’t entirely convinced. “Anyway, it’s because Sketchers is very much like Sans, and Sans- “

Despite their best attempts, most of the skeletons at the table couldn’t help smiling.

“Excuse me, Chexmix is absolutely terrible at taking care of himself! Ergo, Sketchers is too! Ergo, he wouldn’t have the discipline! To resist so many bad habits and temptations! It would be terribly difficult for him-“

Classic jerked towards Stretch suddenly, “Not that I don’t think you are not capable of doing these things! Oh no, I think you could absolutely do these things! If so motivated! Which you probably would be in that situation! In which case, if my guess is incorrect, I very much believe in you! Because I know you will be the best parent you can be!”

Stretch laughed in good humor, grabbing Comic’s glass in a toast, “Guilty as charged! No offense taken, bud.”

Classic beamed, turning back to Edge enthusiastically, “So it can’t be Sketchers! Well, probably not. And, well, you are kind of a control freak, Egg- eh, Edge! It would be better for your peace of mind to be in charge! And you are also very disciplined! And that is why it can only be you! Likely!”

Before Edge could say anything, he turned to Blue on his right. “Bluebell?”

“Oh, I already know the answer-“ Blue toyed with the straw in his glass, jolting when Classic gasped loudly.

“What?!” He was indignant, “And you didn’t even give us a hint?! How could you?! So this is pointless?! You even put a bet in!”

“I literally just said so!” Blue was drawing himself up on his knees in an instant, defiantly glaring only inches away from Classic’s face, “I didn’t put a bet in!”

“Blue,” Stretch called out wearily, making a ‘sit down’ gesture with one hand.

“No.” Black’s scowl was fearsome, managing to look annoyed and disappointed at the same time as he turned towards Red, “It was you.”

Blue sat down with a toss of his head, “See?! That was slander!”

“Me what, cuppycake?” Red put both his elbows on the table, looking smug as shrugged in an infuriatingly flippant matter. “Lie? Cheat? Of fuckin’ course! What kinda star-eyed bruto ain’t fuckin’ check, eh?”

“ ‘Kinda gamesman fesses up?” Slim leaned on the table, gold teeth glinting in a lopsided smile, “Black’d call that’d confession. I’d say yer just a dumbass.”

“HAH!” Red threw his his head back in uproarious laughter, smile wide and sharp as he dug his fingers into the tabletop, “Takes one t’know one, wardog!”

“Your bet is cancelled and the money you put into the pool forfeit,” Black nursed his new drink like he had a headache, “On account of poor sportsmanship and being stupid enough to blatantly confess to it.”

“What?!” Red slammed his fist down on the table, sizing up against Black on his side, “Ya fuckin’ huevon-!”

Edge finally spoke up, sounding almost bored, “When one is burned, it’s natural they would seek an expedient and convenient salve,” He rested his chin on his fist,  a challenging glint to his eyes, “Who knew money was what soothed a royal guard the most? Or perhaps it’s a more personal problem?”

Oh no. Stretch didn’t like getting involved in this fellverse bullshit- too much posturing and exaggerated reactions that made it hard to tell when a real fight was about to break out or not- but Black’s eyelights went out. And his skull flushed a dark purple as positively murderous intent started to radiate off of him. Fuck.

“Black!” He knew this was a terrible idea even before he felt everyone’s attention shift to him, trying very hard to ignore the alarmed expression on Blue’s face. “So, buddy-“

Edge gave no outward indication of concern, but he did kick him under the table. Hard. “What’d you bet? Betcha agreed with your bro, right?”

Black stared at him, hard, for a long moment- long enough Edge had dropped the pretense of indifference to grab onto Stretch’s legs in a vice grip to yank him away at a moment’s notice. Red had a bone attack clenched in his fist. As did Blue, and Slim was sitting up alert and his eye- Yeah, ok, fuck-

“Let’s all calm down and have another drink, yeah?” Despite his laidback demeanor, there was a hard undertone to Comic’s words that sent a chill across the whole table. “If you Fellies got something to settle, take it outside. I like this bar, and it’d be a real shame if we were kicked out because a couple of boneheads couldn’t play nice.”

Comic gave a long sigh as he leaned back into the couch cushions, “S’not my place to say, but I don’t think Stretch’s having all that great a time. I know I’m not, and I don’t think Paps ‘n Blue are either.”

No one said anything.

“Well...” Stretch appreciated the attempted save, but this new chastised atmosphere of morose but still combative monsters wasn’t much better. Comic was looking like he regretted getting involved.

“All’s fair in love and war, right? I was hoping we’d be heavier on the love tonight,” Stretch waved his arm vaguely, shrugging with a forced smile, “But I’ll take what I can get. Let’s just, uh, lighten up on the liquor, and-“

“Fine.” Black was still seething, arms crossed tightly as he tossed his head imperiously, “Your money is still forfeited.”

“What?!” Red actually looked surprised, slamming his fist onto the table with a snarl, “What fer?!”

Blue cupped his hands around his mouth like a megaphone, “You just admitted to cheating, bonehead!”

“Shh!” Red made an odd flicking gesture at Blue, “Buss out, Baby Blue! Always such a goddamn metiche!” He turned back to Black comparatively, completely ignoring Stretch who put his head down on the table. “S’ain’t-“

“I’m being lenient since you seem to have gone completely native,” Black gave Red a withering glare, “If this were in a Fellverse, I would have taken your hand as collateral.”

“Sans.”

Slim was usually so silent and unassuming, it was easy to forget he was there- but his quiet voice held tremendous power. He held a silent staring contest with Black for a long time, until Black finally looked away with a derisive toss of his head, “Like I said: I’m being lenient. Pray I don’t change my mind.”

Slim sighed wearily, leaning back on his seat and tossing his head over the head rest. He lifted his arm and started playing with his bracelets again, but at least everyone settled down. Even Red, who had Edge’s hand clamping his jaw shut firmly.

“I’m still not sure what gave you the ridiculous notion that I would deign to participate in something so trivial,” Black scoffed, leaning back against the seat as he crossed his arms. Ugh. And Edge had wanted- had especially specifically specified this asshole needed to be invited too. Stretch eyed the honey mead, only inches away from his face, longingly.

“However! If I had placed a bet, which I am not confirming I did-“ He understood now why the Fellverses tended to drink heavily among each other, but if they knew it was going to make them more combative, why did they even meet up at all? It couldn’t be that they actually enjoyed each other’s company, could it? “Then it would have been on that one. For obvious reasons.”

He didn’t need to look up to know Black was talking about him. “Forreal, what are you guys talking about?” Stretch turned his head to look at Slim, who just hunched further in on himself. “Is it my stats? The lack of fangs? My rounded edges?”

“Nothing worth worrying about,” Edge gave each Fell monster a cool look before turning back to his husband, “As you well know, value judgements based solely on cursory stat CHECKs are neither accurate nor effective.”

Oh yeah. During that minor freak out after Dyna’s checkup, Edge had told him Red was thinking along Underfell lines when he made those caustic comments. Something about Edge’s stats being better for defense of a pregnant partner, so it’d make more sense if Stretch was actually the pregnant one- yeah, okay. It would make sense other Fell monsters would come to that same conclusion too. And they would assumed Edge had too, and that as a couple, they had decided to go the ‘logical’ route. This was gonna be explosive to see play out- hopefully no actual explosions involved though.

Stretch tuned back into the tail end of a surprisingly civil argument between Edge and Black

“-And CHECKs won’t tell you a monster’s motivations or reasonings, their fears and specialties, which makes it incomplete!” Edge slammed his fist onto the table. “And they’re also very easy to manipulate into displaying false data!”

“What?!” Black looked honestly horrified, which seemed like an incredibly out of place emotion on his face, “They are not easy to ‘manipulate’- they have some of the strictest protocols and tightest security of all display mechanics! Conscripts can’t even change the color of their names without a royal reprimand!”

“Conscripts?” Edge blinked, flabbergasted, “A royal reprimand? Who has time-?”

“Um,” Classic had been shifting uncomfortably throughout every tense period, murmuring to Blue in hushed voices, before raising his voice again, “We haven’t heard from Sans yet! My Sans! Chexmix! No, wait- Cosmic! Er, Comic!”

Comic opened a single eye with a widening grin, not dozing quite as deeply as he made it seem, “Honest mixtake, Bro, no sweaturn.”

Blue and Classic rolled their eyes in unison, giving each other shared looks of annoyance. “Mix-take was good, points for well-timed creativity- but sweat-urn was weak!“

Comic’s smile just seemed to grow, leaning forward conspiratorially, theatrically whispering, “Should I Apollogize?”

Classic sighed, resting his head in his hands, “That’s a reach, but better than your usual material. Please just answer the question, brother.”

“Always so Sirius, bro, but ok- I’ll finish this off with a Big Bang,”He winked at Stretch, who had given him an appreciative salute. “Well, I put my bet in with my buddy Stretch here.”

Stretch hung his head with a sigh, “I guess I’m just more Papternal than I realized, a bonDadfied old man.”

“Nice,” Comic held his hand out for a fist bump, “I figured babies are a skeleton of work on your body, and who better than a lazybones to chill and let Pancake do their thing? Soulings are also gonna do all sorts of weird stuff to your body you can’t control, so a relaxed, carefree attitude is gonna be really helpful.”

He sighed, shrugging with a wink towards Edge, “But I’m starting to think I’m out 40g, huh?”

Edge’s expression shifted from preoccupied to considering in a moment, silent except for drumming his fingers on the table thoughtfully. He made a point to make and keep eye contact with everyone at the table, smiling almost coyly. With a nonchalant shrug, he slid the mug in Classic’s direction.

Stretch took advantage of the stunned silence to help himself to the other mug, “Yay, this one is finally mine~”

Then everything got LOUD.

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Character Bio

GenderTale:

Gendertale is like the original Undertale but everyone is the opposite gender. Sans memories before her sister, Papyrus, was born was all gone to her. She doesn’t remember a time without Papyrus or mother. This memory includes her father, she has zero memory of even ever even having a father. Sans and Papyrus grew up happily with their mother, Gaster. Gaster worked as the doctor for the Underground, she also work as the royal scienctist. One day an accident befallen Gaster in which Sans was their to witness her own mother’s death. Sans was only 15 and Papyrus 11 when Gaster had died. Sans worked harder in order to support her sister and continue her dream to be just like her mother. At the age of 18 Sans finally became a doctor and the new royal scientist just like her own mother. Though she was not a doctor for no longer than two years. A child had been rushed to the hospital in extreme critical condition. Sans worked for 19 hours straight trying to help the child but they died even with all she knew. The child’s condition were still unknown of how it happened but Sans blamed herself for no able to save them. She quit being the royal scientist and a doctor telling Queen Asgore she was not fit to continue in her mental state. It didn’t take long for people to move on but Sans could not move on from everything that had happened. She worked multiple odd jobs, gave her dreams, and continue to raise and protect her sister at any cost. Papyrus understood her sister condition but not how much pain she was in. Sans thought things were getting better until the human came. She lived the same nightmare over and over again. Some time it would end happy, other times it ended in horrible death. Sans was close to breaking completely until one day the resets stopped. They lived above ground, slowly with the humans. But there was no resets, she never even saw the flower or child again. Papyrus was happy and safe working as Mettaton personal designer, though she had many humans ask her to work for them. Sans in still on medication for depression but she’s been doing a lot better than she ever had before her mother died.

Name: Sans (FemSans) Family: Mother (Gaster) [Deceased], Father (Unknown), Younger Sister (Papyrus) Job: Sentry Patrol, Hotdog Stands, and odd vary jobs Age: 25 Talents: Magic Bones, Teleportation, Gaster Blasters, Sleeping Likes: Papyrus (will always protect no matter what), Sleeping, Jokes/Pranks, Ketchup, hanging out at Grillby’s Dislikes: Bullies, Anyone who say anything bad about Papyrus, Chores, Dressing up. Friends: Papyrus (it counts for her), Grillby, Toriel, Bluebell (mamajebbun), Pansy (mamajebbun), Josephine (7goodangel), [Others that I’m sure I’m forgetting] Pairings: Pansy (mamajebbun) Tag: FemSans

Name: Papyrus (FemPapyrus) Family: Mother (Gaster) [Deceased], Father (Unknown), Older Sister (Sans) Job: Designer for Mettaton Age: 21 Talents: Magic Bones (but very little), Healing magic, Clothes Designing, Cooking/Baking Likes: Sewing, Cooking, Making Friends, Watching Mettaton’s Show Dislikes: Bullying, People Being Mean to Sans Friends: Undyne, Sans Pairings: M!Undyne Tag: FemPapyrus

GenderFell:

Genderfell is the Underfell version of Gendertale. There is no complete story with this because I only use the skeleton girls. So the focus of Genderfell is on Brat and Scamp. Brat was three years old when her sister, Scamp, was born. Her mother, Gilda, show her love for Scamp was more than she ever had for herself. Then one night Brat was dragged out of her room and taken to Gilda’s secret underground lab. Gilda was the royal scientist but some called her a mad scientist doing crazy experiments on other monsters for her own gain. Brat was taken away for her stats being much more weaker than Scamp’s, even as a baby Scamp stats were always perfect. Brat was also know to looked more like her father, who went missing before Brat was born. As time passed the two sister lived different lives, never meeting one another. Brat was tortured and experimented on while Scamp was training and learning. When Scamp was around the age of 13 she learn of a plan that her mother made to over throw the queen and the rule over the Underground. Scamp learn that she herself was the main part of the plan, she was being raised as a weapon to be used for Gilda’s own plans. Gilda didn’t love her like a mother should love a child, she loved her as being the main part of her plan. This made Scamp extremely angry, she hated to be control and more so but the only person she trusted. It was the moment she sought revenge against her mother. Once she had enough evidence against her mother she sent it anonymously to the Queen. The Queen in rage for the person she had trusted and loved to betray her in such a way. The queen sent out her guard to hunt her down and bring Gilda to her so she could kill her. Gilda heard the new and ran to her secret underground lab, the only place that no one knew about. Gilda was in a fit of rage, her perfect plan that she had been working of for years was over. she turned her rage to Brat, the reminder of her of something she hated. She began to strangle Brat, intent of killing her. When Scamp saw her mother strangling the girl she learned to be her own sister, she acted on instinct to save her sister by killing her own mother without a second thought. Scamp then took her mother’s head to the Queen and was granted their own house in Snowdin and head of the Royal Guards. Brat made it her life goal to serve her sister for saving her life. Scamp had controlled her sister because she saw how broken Brat’s mental state was, she need someone to control her. Brat lived her whole life up to the point of their mother’s death living in pain and controlling environment. Scamp knew she had to do this to protect her sister. After a while she began to ease her sister in a less controlling environment and now the no longer live in the Underground she gives Brat more freedom than she had ever had. Brat is still shy but has more confident. Scamp is even more over protective over sister now that she lets her do what she wants. She trust Brat but she will never trust others.

Name: Brat Family: Gilda (Mother) [Deceased], Father (Unknown), Younger Sister (Scamp) Job: Prostitute(former) Odd jobs with her sister Age: 25 Talents: Has A Huge Amount of Magic (though unable to control it properly), Magic Bones, Gaster Blaster Likes: Mustard, Her Sister, Her Fluffy Coat, Being Away From Others Dislikes: Anyone Who Isn’t Scamp Friends: N/A Pairings: Song (utanokiba) Tag: Brat

Name: Scamp Family: Gilda (Mother/Clone of) [Deceased], Older Sister (Brat) Job: Head of the Royal Guard (former) Odd jobs.dirty work Age: 21 Talents: Magic Bones, Agility, Quick Thinking, Cooking, Gathering Information Likes: Being in Control, Knowing Brat is Safe, Learning New Information Dislikes: Disobedience, Anyone Who Harms Brat, Not Getting Her Way, Chocolate Friends: N/A(?) Pairings: N/A Tag: Scamp

Genderswap:

Genderswap is the Underswap version of Gendertale. There is no complete story with this because I only use the skeleton girls. So the focus of Genderswap is on Cotton Candy and Peaches. Peaches and Cotton Candy’s parents abandon them when Cotton Candy was just a baby. Peaches told her sister that died to save from explain why their parents didn’t love them, because she didn’t know the answer herself. Peaches had to find ways to keep her and her sister alive. It was hard stealing food for the both for them so she mostly just fed her sister. Until one day a scientist ask if Peaches would like to partake in some experiments in exchange for a house and money to live off of. Peaches agree without second thought because she wanted to do all she could for her little sister. The experiments were harsh and unforgiving at times but Peaches tried to tough through it for her sister. When Peaches was around 10 years old the scientist vanished, which was a relief but also terrible because they no longer had money coming in. She had to looked for other jobs but due to her age no one would hire her. One day she was approached by a man who said he’d pay her for a small “favor”. Peaches, not knowing what he meant and desperate for money, accepted. Once the deed was done she felt sick and dirty. She distanced herself from her sister, afraid to make her dirty as well. She could this line of work because it paid well and she wanted more than anything to keep her sister healthy and happy. Years passed and she felt trapped and was looking to get out but couldn’t. Cotton Candy had accidentally got gum into Peaches hair, causing her to cut her hair extremely short. The was a blessing because her new hair style didn’t do well with her clients. This finally gave the courage to go out and get a real job. She was still to young to get a job but with her lying about her age and some her accepted out of pity she manged to land some small part time jobs. It was around this time Cotton Candy mentioned joining the Royal Guard with her friend Alphys but Peaches refused her to getting such a dangerous job. Peaches spent all her life protecting her sister, making big sacrifices for her that she was not going to let her go and get herself killed by being a guard. The two sister had a fight but after a while Cotton Candy came to understand Peaches and knew her sister didn’t want her to get hurt. She gave up being a guard which no one mind, Cotton Candy was to sweet to hurt anyone. They live together happily and Cotton Candy had even talked about starting a family.

Name: Peaches Family: Parents [Unknown], Younger Sister (Cotton Candy) Job: Corndog Stand, Odd Jobs, Part-Time at Muffet’s Age: 27 Talents: Magic Bones, Teleportation, Gaster Blasters, Physical Strength Likes: Her Sister, Honey, Sweets, Relaxing Dislikes: Gasters (Of any AU), Labs/Hospitals, Drug Use, Abuse(Even more so from men), Fang (scarredlove) [use to] Friends: Poppy (mamajebbun) Pairings: N/A Tag: Peaches

Name: Cotton Candy Family: Parents [Unknown], Older Sister (Peaches) Job: N/A Age: 22 Talents: Cleaning, Baking, Magic Healing, Bone Attacks (very very little) Likes: Candies, Anything Sweet, Bright Pastel Colors, Friendship Dislikes: Bullies, Salty/Bitter/Spicy Friends: Sugar (sugartalesans), Pepoberry (misslaytale), Fang (scarredlove) [I’m sure there are other but these are the one with the most impact] Pairings: Fang (scarredlove) Tag: CottonCandy

Genderswapfell:

Genderswapfell is the Underswapfell of Gendertale. These are now more based of the original Swapfell by Kkhoppang When Xena was three and Blaze was seven their parents had killed themselves. Blaze had woke up and saw them hanging in the living. Without a care Blaze continue to the kitchen to get cereal for her and her sister. It was natural to see death around them and even those taking their own lives. Though Blaze did realize without parents meant they had no income or food. She would take Xena out with her once a week to go steal food or/and money. One day Blaze was approached by a stranger in an ally, he asked Blaze if she would like to work for him. Blaze agree without a care but as soon as he stroke her hair she knew what he had meant. She killed in cold blood without a second thought. While Xena played in the pool of blood Blaze had the idea that she could lure other like this guy and kill them and steal their possessions. She did that until she was about 12, she then went on to work with drug dealers. She didn’t tried an drugs until she was 15 and that when she understood more about the business. She became one of the best drug dealers in the whole underground and none of the guards could even find her. At the age of 18 Blaze began to make her own drugs and selling them by herself so she didn’t have to share with anyone. This started a gang war because drug dealers were loosing profit while she gain all their clients. Even if the amount these gangs had none of them could even come close to Blaze’s strength and powers. While Blaze selling drugs, Xena goes around making “art”. Xena art involves dead bodies. Guards have tried to find these two but without any luck. Until one day they were no longer in the underground, the girls manged to make it upside with the help of a human and a wilted flower.

Name: Xena Family: Older Sister (Blaze) Job: Serial Killer Age: 22 Talents: Using a Chainsaw, Making Art From Killing, Lying, Bone Attack Likes: Death, Blood Red, Hearing People Beg, Meat Dislikes: Being Told No, Her Victims Escaping Friends: Vamprus (scarredlove) Pairings: N/A (offically) Tag: Xena

Name: Blaze Family: Younger Sister (Xena) Job: Drug Maker and Dealer Age: 26 Talents: Physical Strength, Teleportation, Gaster Blaster, Bone Attack, Agility Likes: Fighting, Winning, Showing Her Strength, Impressing Others, Flirting Dislikes: Losing, Someone Strong, Being Rejected Friends: Shawn (underr63) Pairings: N/A (officially) Tag: Blaze

Genderfellswap:

Genderfellswap is the Fellswap of Gendertale.

Diana and Trixie grew up in a normal two parents household. Their mother the conductor for the underground train and their father the royal scientist. When Diana was eight and Trixie was six they were being bullied by the dog gang. One day the dog gang attacked Trixie while she was walking home alone. Diana helped stay at school to help the teacher so Trixie left before her, not wanting to wait. Diana walked Trixie home crying while Trixie was cover in cuts, blood, and bruises. No one knows what ever happen to those who attacked Trixie, because after that day they had disappeared. Trixie grew more quiet after the attack but Diana tried her best to do everything to make her sister happy. When Trixie turned nine and Diana was 11 their father had disappeared. No one could explain what had happened, he was in his lab one second and the next he was gone. Trixie was close with her father so she took it the hardest but instead of crying she lashed out, got into fights, stayed away from her family. Diana followed her sister around to protect her, to make her happy, to do anything she needed. This eventually turned into Trixie controlling Diana, making her do everything she want her to do. Diana never complained or questioned her sister. Their mother tried talking to Trixie but she was ignored. Trixie never hated her mother nor does she now but she feels like her mother didn’t do enough for them. Trixie and Diana now live outside of the underground but visit their mother from time to time.

Name: Trixie Family: Older sister (Diana) Job: N/A Age: 26 Talents: Speed, Agility, Bone Attack, Military Tactics, Torture Likes: Being in command, obedience, fear of others, being right Dislikes: Being ignored, called short, failure, sweaty people Friends: N/A Pairings: N/A Tag: Trixie

Name: Diana Family: Younger Sister (Trixie) Job: Unknown Age: 28 Talents: Unknown Likes: Trixie being happy, Sweets Dislikes: Punishments, when Trixie is mad, pain, blood Friends: N/A Pairings: N/A Tag: Diana