#incorrect undertale prompt

[whittloresdumpster]

utmvau silly mini comic : corporative evaluation?

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[croissantlover24]

Introduction

Hello, Internet! I think it’s about time I made an introduction post. I am, as you can see from my username, CroissantLover24 (“croissant” or “pastry” for short). On here, you’ll see me reblog a plethora of FNAF, Undertale, Deltarune, Stardew Valley, BATIM, and Minecraft content. I am a sex-and-romance-repulsed Aro-Ace/Quoiromantic and all of my characters are sex-repulsed asexuals (please don’t ship them together unless they have been confirmed to not be Aro-Ace as well). Feel free to ask me anything! My inbox is almost always open for any questions, comments, or similar concepts.

Tag Explanations:

#pastry-polls is a tag for any polls I post.

#pastry-writes is usually what I tag my posts where I follow prompts or add my own advice/commentary to a separate post with.

#pastry-loves-science is my science tag. This is where I’ll ramble about science, add onto the ramblings of someone else, or mention which scientific fields I’m currently interested in.

#pastry-rambles is where I’ll ramble about theories or ideas I have, such as the “Third Person Bias” article I wrote about the Sun and Moon Show audience, or add onto the ramblings of someone else.

#pastry-answers is my ask tag! Any asks I get will be tagged with this.

#pastry-draws is something I plan on using in the future on my artworks, as few as there are on here.

#pastry-thinks is a tag for any weird, out-of-pocket or out-of-context memories I have.

#pastry-habla-español is a tag for when I talk about/speak Spanish :D

Please do not interact with me if you…

-think the gore anons aren’t real (Stay far away from me. I know there are very few of you, but that’s awful.)

-think fiction doesn’t affect reality (as someone who has had adults in my family dissociate and need to go to therapy because of fiction and have it get worse because of fiction, this is not just very incorrect but also very disrespectful in my eyes)

-are just a bad and rude person in general

Boundaries:

-no NSFW/sexual discussions. They make me very uncomfortable.

-no discussions of anything that can be interpreted sexually. Like asking if a woman’s ooze is edible. Please. That’s so gross and it makes me want to throw up. Don’t ask me things like that. (I don’t mean this to be rude; I am just very firm in my boundaries and I know it’s often a mistake. That’s okay, just please don’t do it again/at all)

Thank you for reading and have a great day! :)

Writing requests are open. Art requests are closed.

Writing side blog for writing requests: @thecroissantwriter

[fictionalshippingbean]

I finally got around to making an intro post!

Extra info on me:

Name: Fictional (or Nox -Mutuals and Friends only-)

Pronouns: They/Them

I am a Pansexual Asexual

I’m proudly from South Australia

I’m a proud furry

I love rping on my Wattpad

My favourite animal(s) are Foxes, Cats, Ferrets, Deers and Magpies

My favourite type of songs are Fan-made lyrics for Pokémon themes

Fandoms I’m in: Undertale/Sans au, Deltarune, Pokemon, The Owl House, Hazbin Hotel

My favourite colours are, Cyan, Purple and Navy Blue

Stuff I like: Art, drawing, gaming, reading, writing, rps, anthro animals(fictional animals and real animals), fanart and other things

Link to Cinna’s ref sheet for possible fanart: https://www.tumblr.com/fictionalshippingbean/732153933217316864/so-i-was-going-through-my-posts-and-realised-i

Link to the pronouns, sexualities & ships in my multiverse: https://www.tumblr.com/fictionalshippingbean/739693354596581377/ok-so-before-anyone-asks-me-about-my-version-of

Info about my other multiverse, Etherealdreamtale(you'll have to look through the reblogs for the info):

https://www.tumblr.com/fictionalshippingbean/704915327980634112/dreamtale-au-idea?source=share

If you are an ass towards Furries, lgbtq+ people and minors kindly get tf off my account.

Stuff you will see on my account:

1. Incorrect Quotes

2. Drawings(sometimes)

3. Reblogs of other posts I like

My other Tumblrs:

Ask Cinna: https://www.tumblr.com/ask-cinna

Cinneam Writing Prompts: https://www.tumblr.com/cinneam-writing-prompts

Other socials:

Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/user/FictionalShippinBean

Deviantart: https://www.deviantart.com/aquaarmyleader

Quotev: https://www.quotev.com/FictionalShippingBean

Ao3:

https://archiveofourown.org/users/FictionalShippingBean

I’m kinda shy towards people I don’t know, have slight anxiety and would happily talk to people only if they’re the ones to start the conversations

And that’s honestly all the things I can think off

[flowerscentedartist]

Self-ship Advent Calendar Day 21

Hot beverage and graphite/pencil

[undead-tale]

god I love prompt generators

this is the one I used, in case you want to

https://incorrect-quotes-generator.neocities.org/

[angstandhappiness]

LMAO

[agentravensong]

Why Kris Does (and Can't) Play the Piano

Something I've been thinking about for a little while is why Kris can't play the hospital piano when given the prompt by the Soul/Player.

My assumption from back in the days of Chapter 1 was that it was simply a byproduct of the possession, that something about the way Kris is being controlled keeps them from being able to play properly. But the more I've thought about it, the less sense it makes. It's not as if we're given an interface like with the piano in UnderTale that would limit Kris to pressing one key at a time, it's a yes or no input. And think of all the things Kris can do in battle in response to a one or two-word prompt given by us. Like with dialogue choices, the Soul may give Kris the basic command, but they're free, to a certain extent, to interpret and embellish upon it. Why would piano be any different? They should be free to play whatever they want.

For a lot of people, the kris_dreemurr_kris page complicated this question further. Does pianpian's complexity and subjective beauty prove that Kris can actually play piano, or does its chaotic nature with a lack of a clear melody prove that they don't actually know how? Or, does the fact that they go to play it after getting a look like they're "remembering something" suggest that the piano skill was never theirs at all?

For me, kris_dreemurr_kris provides an answer.

Specifically, thanks to this bit:

Kris doesn't want Noelle to watch them playing piano. Whether because they're still learning and get somewhat embarrassed by it, or because they just want it to be a private thing, they don't want an active audience.

Now, we don't know exactly how much time has passed between this blog post and the events of the game, but, based on the first line of the page ("there was a time when they were coming over almost every day"), it's been a little while since Kris began this piano ritual. We don't know how good they've gotten at it since then, but based on the harsh look they give Susie when she teases them for not being able to actually play piano, I'd wager a guess that they've gotten good enough that their pride was hurt by such a comment.

But if Kris can play, why don't they?

Because it's something they do for themself. Music, after all, is a form of self-expression.

And whether or not they'd be willing to let Susie be an audience to it, it can't be Kris's genuine self-expression when they're not fully themself. When someone else is making them do it (even if they would have full control over the actual playing). It has to be their choice.

So they flub it on purpose. A dissonant chord that gets across the idea "oh, they can't play anything better than this", and thereby lets them back away. And as much as they hate how it leads Susie to the incorrect conclusion, they'd rather that than play wonderfully when a) there's the risk of her later finding out about the possession and attributing their piano skill to their possessor, or, just, b) it can't be genuinely theirs.

Now, as far as why Kris gets that strange look of remembrance on their face before going to play Noelle's piano... That's where we get more into out-there theory territory.

I don't think that Kris is being possessed at those moments - not in the way we currently understand it, at least. While it does seem likely that there's been something fucky with their Soul for a good while now that got them to have a routine for taking it out, the look Noelle describes them having in these moments doesn't seem to match up with how the possession has been described to affect Kris. The nurse in the hospital says in Chapter 1 that they look a little sick, and when Noelle in post-Snowgrave describes how Kris is acting weird, she says they've only been acting strange "recently". If Kris was being possessed pre-Chapter 1, it was a possession of a significantly different kind (and I have to wonder why such a possessor would be taking them away from their time with Noelle to play piano, and why they would force Kris to stop the second they're observed).

So if it isn't that... what is it?

Perhaps it has to do with a secret in pianpian itself. As @gasterofficial discovered, with some audio editing, you can hear a scratching sound in there. If that sounds familiar, it should:

Perhaps Kris's playing of the piano is an attempt to reach out to someone - or, more in line with the way they'd leave Noelle so abruptly to start playing, to reciprocate their communication. Whether that be with the person doing the scratching, or the person in the code who also hears the scratching. If you're still fond of the possession idea in this context, you could even argue that they're channeling that person in these moments.

As far as who that person is... what characters do we know of currently who are missing, possibly trapped in the code/void... and are musicians, making it more likely that their messages would be communicated in a musical form?

Or, to put it another way: if Noelle isn't the one who plays the piano in her house... who might that have been?

[1randomperson15]

I need to share something absolutely hysterical.

Last night, I was playing a game that had different categories with questions (ex who is this character? Who said this? Where is this from?). You get twenty seconds to answer and unlimited guesses. The faster you type in the answer, the more points you get.

One of the categories was Memes & Internet. You could change the difficulty - easy, medium, and hard. We went through easy and medium (although those seemed less based on obscurity and what was more recent - more recent being in medium). It was of the caliber of Surprised Pikachu, Pen Pineapple Apple Pen, Pepe, Distracted Boyfriend - y'know, normal stuff.

And then hard mode. I'll be honest I don't remember which ones they were, but they didn't seem too obscure. It cycled through ones everyone knew and no one knew. Naturally, the scores were pretty close together. At this point, only one more correct answer was needed to win (for me and two others).

The next prompt popped up. It was a screenshot. The background had a grainy yellow and orange checkered floor and matching yellow columns. In the foreground was a poorly rendered 3D Sans Undertale and Danganronpa's very own Nagito Komaeda, both mid dance.

Now, in this game if you type an incorrect answer your opponents can see it. That means if you have the right answer and you spell or word it wrong they have a shot of guessing right before you. They will also see that you wrote Fingers In His Ass, with no context, if it's wrong. So this was high stakes, but clearly no one else knew what it was and I was one of the slowest typers there. I didn't know if I'd get another shot.

So while everyone was writing Sans or Undertale, and making various sounds of confusion, I quickly typed out Fingers In His Ass, hesitated for a second, and submitted

It was correct. I had won, so long as nobody else knew what it was, I was safe.

But that's not where the story ends, for you see after a round is over, the answer is revealed. Everyone else knew that I knew, because the game also shows if you got the correct answer. So while I was loudly celebrating my victory, they were questioning how and why I knew it as well as expressing slight concern.

Through my hysterical cheers and laughter I got out, "It's a tumblr thing! It's a tumblr thing! Y'know, Fingers in His Ass Sunday? It's like Out of Touch Thursdays, it's not that weird. We just use it to track time, okay? It's fine. Don't worry about it."

So now my church friends probably have a very weird perception of tumblr.

[ponds-of-ink]

Hello, new viewers/followers.

If anyone is seeing this, then congrats! Have you found my blog. “Don't mind me, just passing through” is the best way to describe this thing. This was supposed to be a promoter for my fanfic/”writing testing grounds” account and to keep up with one of my mutual followers.  Here’s a common tag thing because there are some repeating topics/running gags.

The Count of Monte Cristo - A 19th century French novel that (for some reason) has a fandom. This is one of the prevalent topics because it’s surprisingly interesting. Sometimes it is tagged with “Spooky AU” in reference to a building snowball of an alternate storyline based on fan art I found and/or requested on a account test-run whim. Yes, you can request fan art on here if you can find the right people.

Incorrect Quote - This is what happens when a person finds a quote and says “hey, this can be applied to some characters I like”! I am one of these people. XD This can be applied to the topic above or otherwise. 

Writing Prompt Responses - Literally what it says. Any writing prompt that catches my fancy, I write a response on it. However, it appears that a few of them are more connected than you would think...

“Shower”/Music Thoughts - Not really shower thoughts as much as scenes that play out while listening to music. It could be a song recommended randomly or a song that I have discovered thanks to wandering in Broadway music territory for so long. Any other rambles not under this tag are just musings that I just felt like posting. 

Jekyll and Hyde - This is based on any musings on the 1990s musical, albeit not the 1990 concept album. These are few and far in-between.

“Five Nights” - An indie sci-fi “horror” game that, for whatever reason, has caught my attention. All one needs to know is that diner-owned animatronics have gone haywire, including Spring-trap the Rotten Rabbit, who is the main villain. All I can say is blame the book section at Wal-Mart for this one.  Oh, and I’m only doing stuff loosely based on it. No overly crazy, creepy stuff here. Undertale - Another indie game that I have never played but know something about. It’s not horror, but it includes “monsters”. If you have any questions, please see @calcium-cat. The fan community has expanded the story and world so much, I’m sure a simple search will be more confusing than relieving. Same goes for “Five Nights”, though the creator is to blame there. Mane 6 Redesign - In which the six main characters of the fourth generation of My Little Pony have been redesigned and given a brand new story to accompany them. This was a “for fun” thing inspired by many artists who have done the same thing. I have no idea if they have any alternate stories as well.

Ink Potts - An animatic series that has combined classic literature musicals with the same six characters plus a few extras. However, they might be getting of the horse-powered bandwagon so maybe wait for an update from me before checking them out. Besides, they wisely put discretions up if they knew a song/scene is going to get iffy...

And now, people you might see on my blog. I’m surprised any of them follow my blog, but okay.

@frosted-firefly/@rowan-of-the-ravenwood: A follower who I am collaborating with on the Spooky AU/Monte Cristo side of things. From personal experience, she is friendly and willing to talk. Her art is also very good, as you’ll see further in the blog.

@calcium-cat: Another follower that you’ll see Under-tale art from on my “Like” page. She is also friendly and easy to talk to. She is also writing a story on her own fanfic account, which I recommend you check out if you’re already into Undertale.  @writing-prompt-s: This is where I get my prompts from. I carefully select each prompt before typing, so not all of them that you see on my side is the only stuff they post. I don’t know them personally (same goes for firefly), but I respect their contributions to this site. 

Any other names: I just liked their posts and wanted to reblog. I have no idea about them personally, but I admired that one thing. Think like YouTube, but it’s written and not in a video.

Well, I think that covers everything. If I missed anything, feel fire to use the “Dive In Deep” option to ask a question. You don’t have to have an account  to do so, but you might need to pass a “not a robot” test. Just saying.

I hope you enjoy your visit and um... please don’t get mad at me. 😅

[whittloresdumpster]

incorrect comic prompts #1

"ignored"

[laly-481]

Playing with a prompts generator :

Undercreator ft Laly (Papyrus), Volt (Sans) and Lucas (Gaster)

Undertale ft Chara, Frisk and Asriel

(i might draw Undercreator Incorrect quotes one day... One day...)

[incorrect-deltarune]

Inktober for Deltarune is finished! That’s why there hasn’t been quotes this weekend.

Special thanks to @lunastrashpile for the idea of day 2 and 3 and to the anons who sent suggestions.

If you do this, please tag me, because I would love to see your art, but you don’t have to. Below this I will be giving a detailed prompt of each listing, but you can either use those or go off just by the name. Follow my art blog @sapphire-galaxy-of-art for my Inktober drawings.

The Skeleton War is upon us! Draw your favorite skeletons or even your own skelesona.

Darkness Falls, draw a monster or lightner as how they would be viewed in the Dark World.

Light Rises, draw a darkner in the Light World, either as what they would be, like a plush, or how they would actually look as themselves, like Ralsei to maybes Asriel.

Stack the Deck, draw your favorite card based characters or make your own. Or let your favs play Uno!

Can’t Stop the Beat, draw some fighting or take inspiration from the amazing music. Or both!

Pride! A call back to Pride Month where I did nothing by pride quotes. Draw your favorite LGBT characters or headcannons.

Back from College, what does Asriel look like? He’s coming back on friday, so you better hurry!

Memories, Kris or the monsters could remember something about the Underground. Ralsei might remember being Asriel. What does Sans even know? Draw your angst, or even fluff of the remembering.

Chaos! You can do anything! Draw something to your hearts content and who cares if it makes sense.

Souls, bring back the six souls from Undertale and show their forms! Or show what’s going on in certain people’s souls.

$?$! Squad, draw the squad memes galor with Susie leading the charge.

Lancer Fan Club, Lancer is in charge and he wants everyone to see.

Fun Gang, Ralsei is here to have a good time, but is honestly feeling so attacked right now. Draw the gang having fun!

Weapons, we never get to see the weapons, just their names, so draw what they look like. Or design new weapons that the characters could use.

New Setting, with the reveal of The City from Toby, what are locations that you would like to see.

Candy, draw Deltarune inspired candy!

Armor, again, we don’t see the armor, so draw it! Or design new armor for them to use.

Determined, draw your fav having a hard time but still pushing through. You can do it!

Mirror, who doesn’t love mirror symbolism. I do! So, draw the characters next to their counterparts.

Incorrect, draw your favorite incorrect quote, which can be from this blog or any of the others or even your own. That or draw the characters wrong in hilarious ways.

Family, Kris has a good life, show them hanging with family. That or any of the other characters families.

Mystery, the gang must solve a mystery! Or show off the mysterious parts of the game.

Familiar Faces, bring back Undertale characters we haven’t seen yet.

The War, whether it’s the Lighter/Darkner War or the Monster/Human War, show off the battle field of how it might’ve looked.

The Knight, who are they? What do they look like? That’s for you to decide.

Chaos! How did this get here twice? Draw Jevil being a little ****, cause that’s what he is.

Trick, draw the gang pranking others.

Treat, draw something good happening to the gang.

Costumes, what is everyone going as for Halloween? Draw it!

Night Before Christmas, bring Noelle into the spotlight! That or it’s suddenly Christmas time.

Happy Birthday! Deltarune will be one year old, so celebrate it! Or draw the gang taking in the Halloween spirit!

[argentdandelion]

ArgentDandelion’s Undertale Prompts 39

(9 more prompts under the “keep reading” cut) (Contains 6 “Characters Play Dungeons & Dragons” prompts)

Post-Pacifist: Papyrus gets involved in human-monster diplomacy. He tries to make spaghetti so the meeting will go well, but The Annoying Dog keeps stealing his tomatoes, forcing him to make a non-crowd-pleasing, tomato-less pseudo-spaghetti. It turns out a very important human at the meeting was allergic to tomatoes, and appreciated a pasta made without them.

AU: Sans visits other universes/has a bizarre dream in which he meets increasingly odd alternate-universe versions of Papyrus, starting from "Papyrus, but in an orange hoodie" and ending with "Papyrus but a frightening multi-limbed TV abomination thing".

Post-Pacifist/AU: Papyrus is playing Dungeons & Dragons with some other characters. He is the Dungeon Master. The session's encounter features skeletons. (mindless, always-evil undead) Papyrus, being a skeleton himself, considers this a very hurtful depiction.

Post-Pacifist/AU: Papyrus plays Dungeons & Dragons...as a skeleton. Against an encounter of skeletons, he reasonably assumes he can use his skeleton status for a diplomacy bonus. Papyrus's diplomacy leads to the party members and skeletons joining together to beat up the skeleton's "mean boss". 

Post-Pacifist/AU: Undyne is playing Dungeons & Dragons as the Dungeon Master. She assumes the mixture of humans, monsters, and "monsters" (non-humanlike player races) indicates the setting is based on the era before the War of Humans and Monsters. This incorrect conclusion makes Asgore and Gerson game the system with their history bonuses.

Post-Pacifist/AU: Frisk is playing Dungeons & Dragons. Normally pacifist (more or less), when fighting constructs (which aren't alive and don't feel pain) they have very violent and cruel intentions. 

Post-Pacifist/AU: Flowey's Dungeons and Dragons character is a thinly-disguised Asriel. Pseudo-Asriel always acts kind and compassionate, and Flowey says the character's actions will just lead to his suffering. Unfortunately for him, pseudo-Asriel's diplomacy rolls keep turning out great and things go well.

Post-Pacifist/AU: Frisk must explain the purpose of Dungeons & Dragons' spell slot mechanic to Undyne. (It's hard to persuade someone who can easily create numerous magic projectiles in life that, in-game, there are limits)

AU: Asriel absorbs Chara's SOUL. However, his new, terrifying form is too big to exit the bedroom. (at least, not without significant damage to the room) Then Asgore and Toriel show up, and Asriel must explain what happened. Everyone is mostly happy. (except for Chara, who's annoyed the buttercup plan was canceled)

Asriel and Chara Time: Asriel and Chara find a video cassette of an old movie. It's a horror (like Alien) in which a parasitic “monster” grows stronger and stronger as its victims deteriorate. Asriel draws parallels between the parasite and himself, as the SOUL power of his parents flows to him and they age as he grows. This greatly distresses Asriel.

[mrevaunit42]

UnderStar part 2

Hey everyone, Mr.E here with the second part of my Undertale/Star vs cross over. I hope you are all having a great weekend and getting ready for starco week! Starting tomorrow. I won’t be doing all the prompts because i have a horrible track record but hey, check out @starcoweek3 for some great starco art and stories. So here’s underStar part 2 and in case you missed the giant wall of text that is the first one, here’s the link https://mrevaunit42.tumblr.com/post/158949799587/understar-part-1

Have a great week everyone

Marco said nothing, guilt filling every inch of his entire being as Toriel let loose a single tear, her fireballs steering themselves away from the approaching boy.

He knew she couldn't hurt him, that she was trying to scare him into giving up, into hurting her to get pass. He could've but he didn't. He chose to spare Toriel every chance he got until....she gave up.

“It is pathetic...is it not?” Toriel muttered softly “I cannot save a single child....”

Marco said nothing, deciding it was best to just stand since he was unsure how he could comfort her sorrow.

“I wanted to be a teacher...obvious when you look back on it....but...how could I ever become a teacher....if I cannot save a single child...”

Toriel let out a defeated sigh

“I understand. You would just be unhappy here. The ruins are small once you are used to them and without Star, you would be consumed by your worry....she is your bestie after all...your feelings for her go far deeper than you know.”

Toriel closed her eyes as if to shield Marco away from her pain.

“My expectations.....my loneliness....my fear....for you my child...I will put them aside.”

“Toriel....”

“If you truly wish to leave the ruins” Toriel told him, so forlorn and sad that it destroyed  Marco's heart “I will not stop you....”

“However” Toriel went on, her face tight with emotion “When you leave...please do not come back”

Marco could feel his eyes tearing up at the sight of Toriel so broken and defeated

“I hope you understand.”

Marco's tears trailed down his cheeks, their existence disappearing into Toriel's soft, warm fur as she embraced him, her touch loving and motherly.

“Call me goat mom....one last time child...” she whispered into his ear.

“Good bye....goat mom” Marco cried as Toriel broke her hold on him.

“Good bye....my child.”

and like that, Toriel was gone, retreating back into her home, into her self imposed exile in the ruins.

Marco wiped away his tears as he made his way pass the doors that barred his path, pass the single patch of sunlight that reminded him of the first time he met Flowey and into the forest, the dead tall trees looming over him like towers, the snow covered floor giving every step a deep, thick crunch.

Marco shivered against the icy temperature of the cavern, unable to believe this was still the Underground.

There was no sign of life, no sign anyone else nearby or clue where Star had disappeared to. Just nothing: an empty landscape void of anything.

Marco stopped. He felt strange like someone was watching, waiting for him to notice.

He whirled around suddenly only to find the doors back to the ruins and his footsteps trailing after him.

Marco frowned, unsure if he was just on edge and paranoid or that someone had indeed been watching him.

Marco faced forward only to find someone who wasn't there a moment before barring his path.

“Yeah” The creature said lazily “it was me kid.”

There was a moment of silence before Marco let out a panicked yell, arms flailing everywhere which way before dropping into a fighting pose.

The creature was a short, big boned skeleton with a dimpled, permanent smile on his face, something Marco never thought he would say when describing a skeleton. His empty eye sockets had this white glint to them almost like pupils. Strangest thing of all was that he was clothed: He wore an unzipped blue hoodie (both hands tucked within its pockets) with the hood having a white furry interior. He seemed to be wearing a white shirt, black shorts with a single, vertical white strip on either side of his legs and even a pair of sandals.

“Hiya kid” The skeleton waved, his tone equal parts friendly and laid back “How you doing?”

“umm....” Marco was unsure how to respond. You think with having Star Butterfly as his best friend he would've been used to strange sights by now but a clothes wearing, friendly skeleton took the cake.

“Well....isn't this a bare-bones conversation?” The skeleton said with wink, chuckling merrily at his own joke.

Scratch that: a clothes wearing, friendly pun making skeleton.

“Sides” The skeleton went on “don't you know how to make a new pal? Shake my hand kid”

Marco gulped nervously at the sight of the skeletal hand attached the skeletal body that once may have been human....or was this creature born this way, without any eyes or skin?

“Aww, don't tell me I scared you? Sorry kid, I can be a real bonehead sometimes!”  

Marco anxiously chuckled, swallowing his fear and gripping the skeleton's hand lightly in case it decided to pull him forward and attack.

Marco flushed when the loud whooshing sounds of a fart echoed loudly through the near empty forest

“hehehe....the old whoopee cushion in the hand trick” the skeleton said with a grin, holding out his hand and showing Marco the deflated prop “It's always funny.”

“I...”

“You're human right? With the flesh and squishy organs? Hehehe that's hilarious.” The skeleton went on, slipping his hand back into the shelter of his pockets “I'm Sans....Sans the skeletogrin”

Another wink

“I'm Marco” Marco managed to get out between laughs. Between Star missing and having broke Toriel's heart, Marco needed a good laugh and while these jokes were terrible, they were helping lift his gloomy mood.

“Anyway, I'm supposed to be on watch for humans right now...” Marco felt his heart stop, the idea of being captured so quickly made him wish he had heeded Toriel's warning “But y'know, I don't really care about capturing anybody.”

Marco let out a sigh of relief.

“Now my brother Papyrus....”

“SANS!” another voice called from afar, causing Sans to turn around and peer carefully at who was calling him.

“Actually....I think that's him right now.”

“What?!” Marco couldn't keep the fear out of his voice “You got to hide me! I can't be captured, I need to find my best friend Star.”

“Huh, best friend? Not girlfriend?” Sans nudged Marco with a playful wink.

“N-no!” Marco stammered, his cheeks bright red from the cold “Best friend.”

“I'm just joking kid. Say, you haven't lost your....funny bone, have you?”

“Sans!” Marco motioned to the approaching person, his height making it impossible for anyone to miss his arrival “I need to find Star and go home!”

Sans smile never left his face but he nodded in understanding.

“It's alright Marco, just follow my lead. Put your hands in your pockets and stand like me.”

Marco didn't like the sound of this but left with little choice, he followed Sans's directions, placing his hands in his pockets and slouching lazily like his skeletal savior.

“Now face the same way and don't say anything.”

Marco did as he was told just in time for Sans's brother to make onto the scene.

If Marco thought Sans was strange, that was before he met Papyrus. Sans was dressed for style and possibly comfort but Papyrus? He was dressed to stand out, impossible to ignore.

His skull was anatomically incorrect, much longer and thinner than his brother Sans. He too had an eternal smile and his eye sockets were more slit than humanly possible. Around his thin skeletal frame was a large torso piece with various golden trims and a symbol Marco was certain he had seen somewhere before, something from a video game. He wore a long, flowing red scarf with matching, red gloves with more gold trim, a blue...briefs? With a, you guessed it, gold belt and large red boots. His spine, arms and legs were covered by black sleeves or leggings or...something.

Marco could feel the sweat form on his brow as Papyrus came closer but if he had noticed anything odd about this picture, the skeleton had yet to say anything.

“S'up bro?” Sans greeted his brother casually like he wasn't hiding a human from his human hunting brother.

“YOU KNOW WHAT IS SUP BROTHER!” Papyrus answered, his voice dramatic and overflowing with unnecessary flourish.  “IT HAS BEEN 8 DAYS AND YOU STILL HAVEN'T RECALIBRATED YOUR PUZZLES!”

“kay....” Sans replied, shrugging his shoulders nonchalantly

“YOU JUST HANG ABOUT YOUR STATION ALL DAY! WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING?”

“Hanging out with my buddy here” Sans pointed to Marco with his head “New to town.”

Papyrus blinked once, twice, a third time “I DID NOT SEE YOU THERE FRIEND! I APOLOGIZE, WHERE ARE MY MANNERS? I AM THE GREAT PAPYRUS, HUMAN HUNTER EXTRAORDINAIRE!”

Sans snickered at his brother “You haven't even seen a human bro.”

Papyrus looked appalled “I AM WORKING ON IT! AND WHEN I, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, FINALLY CAPTURE A HUMAN, I SHALL GET ALL THE THINGS I SO UTTERLY DESERVE! RESPECT, RECOGNITION, MY RIGHTFUL PLACE IN THE ROYAL GUARD AND I SHALL HAVE COUNTLESS PEOPLE LINING UP TO BE MY FRIEND! I WILL BATHE IN A SHOWER OF KISSES AND PRAISE EVERY MORNING!”

“hmm.....maybe my friend can help you, he's a human”

Marco couldn't believe Sans ratted him out so quickly, he knew he couldn't trust a no skin, wide grinning, punning making skeleton!

“SAAAAANS! STOP YOUR HUMORLESS JEST! THAT IS NOT A HUMAN, AND I, THE MAGNIFIECENT PAPYRUS, SHOULD KNOW BEING THE FEARED AND WELL RESPECTED HUMAN CATCHER THAT I AM!”

Marco's deadpanned face made him seem like the undead one.

“YOU DISGRACE YOUR DUTY SANS!” Papyrus went on, pointing an accusatory gloved finger towards his brother “YOU GET LAZIER AND LAZIER WITH EACH PASSING DAY WHEN YOU SHOULD BE WORKING, NOT PULLING YOUR FRIENDS INTO YOUR CHILDISH JOKES!”

“but I did a ton of work” Sans replied “A skele-ton”

Sans gave his brother his trademark wink.

“SANS!” Papyrus shrieked

“come on, you're smiling”

“I AM” Papyrus answered, childishly pouting and stamping the ground in a way that reminded Marco of Star “AND I HATE IT!”

Papyrus let out a defeated sigh “WHY DOES SOMEONE AS GREAT AS I HAVE TO DO MUCH WORK FOR SOME RESPECT?” “Sounds like you're working yourself....to the bone”

“SIGH. I HAVE TO ATTEND TO MY PUZZLES SANS. AS FOR YOUR WORK? PUT A LITTLE MORE...BACKBONE INTO IT! NYHEHEHEHE”

Marco saw it now, he saw how these two opposing personalities could be brothers. It was their lame jokes.

Papyrus took his leave without another word, laughing all the way out of view.

“see, told you. My brother may be a fanatic about catching humans but he's harmless. He couldn't hurt you even if he wanted too.”

“Thanks Sans.” Marco offered his hand to shake Sans's once more

Sans shook his head, all joy and humor leaving his face “Don't thank me yet, we got to find your not girlfriend Star.”

Marco flushed a little but decided to ignore it for time's sake “Do you know where Star is? Was she captured by the others? I mean she's really good at fighting and has her magic wand that's make her tough to beat but still...you never know.”

Sans shook his head “No I don't think so but something isn't right with this picture. Tell me, did you two run into a small sunflower? Cheerful and 'helpful'?”

“Flowey...” Marco growled, fist clenched angrily

Sans nodded  but did not elaborate if such information was important. “I don't know where your friend is now but I know where she'll be in a bit if she's hanging with the flower.”

Marco wanted to tell Sans that Star would never go with Flowey but last night's fight surfaced in his mind, how betrayed and angry Star looked at him when he told her to trust Toriel and Marco had seen firsthand how charming Flowey could be.

“ Can you take me Sans? I need to find Star.”

Sans winked at Marco “Sure skelebro, we'll take one of my shortcuts.”

“Shortcuts?” Marco questioned but Sans was already off, disappearing into the thick, dead trees. “SANS WAIT UP!”

“Wait...just happened?” Marco's eyes were wild, hair an unkempt mess like he had just go.

“Best not to think about it” Sans told Marco calmly, the two appearing over a breathtaking over of a city far below “Your friend will be heading through that door over at the far end.”

Marco turned, the door giving him a dark, foreboding feeling in his stomach.

“What is that place?” Marco asked, fright and dread slowly overwhelming him.

The white glint in Sans's eyes disappeared leaving a lifeless, void-like darkness in his eyes “Where everything ends.....”

“Sans?”

“I'll stand here” Sans continued, the white gleam returning “Make sure no monsters bother ya. I like you and I wouldn't want to see you captured. Find your friend, come back here and we'll go somewhere I can keep you safe until we figure out how we can get you out of here.”

“Thanks Sans” Marco told him, hugging the skeleton tightly.

“No worries Marco” Sans told him, parting from the teen slowly “We're hoodie bros. It's what we do. I wish I could help you but I don't have any guts”

Marco laughed loudly at the horrible joke, waving goodbye to Sans as he entered the mysterious room.

Sans felt his grin drop a bit, wondering if Marco could really handle that sociopathic little flower on his own.

“Star!” Marco's voice rang out, echoing loudly through the empty halls, the sound bouncing off the golden walls, becoming weaker as his voice traveled further away from him into the endless room.

Marco didn't like the silence that remained after his call for Star went unanswered, the clicking of his footsteps the only sign of life in the barren, empty hall.

Marco tried to calm his worried heart as he walked between the two rows of gigantic pillars that held up ceiling of this majestic room as a bright, warm light poured in from the outside despite the fact they were underground, deep within a cavern of mazes. Perhaps the light was not from the sun but rather some other source, the warmth spreading through his body a trick his mind playing on him in response to the solar-like illumination filling the room.

Marco wanted to stare out the beautifully crafted and designed windows, he wanted to explore a bit more but Sta ran off, possibly with a psychotic flower, there was no time. Who knew what lay in the Underground and Marco couldn't help feel a sickening sense of dread bubbling in the pit of his stomach.

Something had gone wrong, something happened to Star and Marco needed to find her now. She was his best friend and if she was in trouble, it was up to him to rescue her. To save her and be there for her. And the only way to be there for her was to press forward.

Marco's footsteps were the only thing accompanying the worried teen as he made his way through the massive corridor, the near quiet atmosphere far worse than being draped in complete silence.

A deep, thick shadow of a pillar blanketed Marco for a moment, blinding him as his eyes struggled to cope with the sudden contrast between light and dark.

Marco stepped into the glowing light pouring through the unblocked window, his vision finally clearing the multicolored flashes that plagued his closed sight.  

Marco could feel his heart beat happily at the sight of Star's turned back though the gloomy dreaded he felt remained. Where had she appeared from?

But it didn't matter. Sans had been correct and there she was in one piece: her devil hairband tucked safely in her long, blonde hair, her sea green dress and purple orange striped stockings looking more...faded than usual.

It had to be the room. That's all. Just the lighting and vastness of the hall simply skewing the color scheme a bit....that's all....

So wasn't Marco believing that? Why was every bone in his body telling him to run as fast as he could away from his best friend? That he was in an unrecognizable amount of danger?

Why did he feel like he was going to have a bad time....?

“Star!” Marco couldn't keep the relief out of his voice, nearly running forward to embrace his best friend before a subtle movement caught his attention

Marco frowned but before he could say anything, Star pivoted on her heels, staring directly at him with a wide eyed smile.

But this wasn't a regular Star smile, it was far too large and emotionless like someone simply gripped Star's cheeks and pulled them apart and upwards as far as they could to give the appearance of a smile. The hearts on her cheeks were no longer a bright, loving pink but dull, nearly as pale as her skin. Her normally sparkling oceanic blue eyes that were always filled to the brim with life, love, emotion were now dim, glossy with a distant vacant gleam that lay within.

Star was there....but she wasn't really there....

Marco openly glared at what the magical princess held tightly in her palms, the sight of the creature sparking his memories and causing the feeling of dread to grow to indescribable levels.

“You” Marco accused, pointing a finger at the yellow sunflower that nestled itself comfortably in Star's hands “Flowey! What are you doing with Star?”

Flowey's cartoonish smile and eyes were joyful like he just won the lottery.

“Howdy friend!” Flowey voice was laced with cheer and happiness that Marco knew to be false, a front used to simply lower his guard “Fancy running into you two again in this big, empty hall.”

Marco's glared deepened “What did you do with Star?”

Flowey chuckled nervously like he'd been caught with his petal in the cookie jar “Gee Marco, I don't know what you mean. I hope you're not accusing me of any wrongdoing. Gosh, that would be terribly mean of you.”

Marco stared into the magical princess's face once more, her features seemingly frozen their manic, deranged state.

“I am not asking you again Flowey, what...did...you do...with Star?”

Flowey's bright yellow petals around his face folded, a sadden expression graced the flower's face “You're being mean Marco. Golly I can't believe...”

“Don't!” Marco's outburst rang loudly around them, fading away as Flowey's face morphed from shame into an evil triumphant smirk.

“Well looks I can't fool you like I did with Star here” Flowey's tone was sharp and demeaning “of course makes me wonder which of you is the bigger idiot.”

“Don't you talk about Star that way” Marco threatened, clutching his fist tightly, trying to contain his boiling rage.

“I'll talk about her all I want idiot” Flowey sneered, taking pleasure in Marco's anger “She's my puppet and with her at my side, looks like I'll be top monster round here”

“P-puppet?” Marco repeated, fearfully looking into Star's blank stare, no trace remained of the girl he called his best friend “What did you do to her!?”

“Gee, you sure are a dumb one idiot” Flowey mocked “I just told you. I brainwashed her. She's my toy now and there's nothing you can do to stop me.”

“Why would you do this?”

“It's kill or be killed” Flowey responded simply, winking at him as Star carefully placed him on the floor behind her “And now that I control Star, looks like I will be the one doing alllll the killing.”

“I won't let you get away with this!” Marco shouted, dropping into his fighting stance “You are not taking Star”

Flowey chuckled, a simple act that sent shivers down Marco's spine in the worst way possible “I will be getting away with this. Because Star's going to be one that stops you from stopping me....”

Marco let out a disbelieving laugh, unable to hold in the wave of chuckles that came pouring out of his mouth.

Marco wiped away a tear, crossing his arms smugly, throwing a sly grin towards the demented flower “I'm Star's best friend. There is no way she'd ever hurt me...”

“Well...” Flowey pursed his lips, concerned with this unforeseen winkle in his grand master scheme “Golly, I guess that is a big problem.....except...”

Marco felt his blood run cold at Flowey's knowing smile as the insane flower told Marco “You misunderstood something. Star isn't in control anymore.”

Star's grip tightened on her wand, the frightening smile and lifeless eyes never changing as she rose the magical item high into the air

“I am”

Marco watched, terror filling his body as Star took the sky, hovering lazily above Marco, a murderous twinkle in her gaze, passing the wand between her waiting hands like she was playing some sort of game.

Marco felt odd as the world shifted, the vibrant hue of life drained away while everything took on a black and white coloring. Lighter hues of the spectrum became white outlines with skin tone filling in the pale, bright color while clothing, the hall and many background items were filled in different shades of black, their shape and appearance remaining the same despite the lack of varying colors.

Before Marco could question what was going on, Star playfully winked his way, her pale pink hearts becoming dark blue that glimmered brilliantly in the darkness of the hall.

Marco could hear the fluttering melodic sound of Star's magic activating, the center of his chest feeling warm and sending a reassuring wave through his frightened body.

Marco looked down to see the tiny red heart appearing in the center of his now black hoodie, its glow matching Star's hearts perfectly, the two lovely colors shining through a world of black and white.

Marco closed his hands into fists, determination surging through his body. Star needed him. He couldn't rely on anyone else to save her nor should he. He was the magical princess's best friend and he would be damned if he let some psychopathic flower take Star away from him.

Marco fell once more into a ready position, arms and legs bent in preparation while Star hovered above him, swaying back and forth hypnotically with the wand held loosely in her hand.

“Idiot” Flowey said as the glow of Star's wand charging filled the room.

[ivyprism]

Master List Two! (Story Things)

I AM OPEN FOR REQUESTS, MATCH-UPS, QUESTIONS, AND WRITING PROMPTS. All asks and Headcanons will be listed here! I post Incorrect Quotes on this blog as well. (I will eventually organize my stuff better. Bear with me.)

MASTERLIST ONE (Pinned Post)

Characters I do:

All of my OCs.

Villainsona Ivy (Prism), Normal Ivy, Ian, Camari, and Tessie. Angel's Fall Girls

Undertale Sans and Undertale Papyrus. (Maybe Grillby too)

Underfell Sans and Underfell Papyrus: Red and Edge

Underswap Sans and Underswap Papyrus: Blue and Stretch

Horrortale Sans and Horrortale Papyrus: Clove and Cinnamon

Dancetale Sans and Dancetale Papyrus: Hip Hop and Latin

Underlust Sans and Papyrus: Charm and Sugar

Swapfell Papyrus and Sans: Black/Mal and Slim/Rus/Cash

What I will do:

Oc x Canon Headcanons/prompts

Headcanons

OC x You headcanons

Fluff, angsty, suggestive, etc.

What I will not do:

Yandere

Heavy Gore

Adult Character x Child Character

NSFW

Character and AU Information: Masterlist One

Stories Written:

CHAPTER STORIES FOUND HERE!

@ratsoh-writes Anon Harem Stuff:

Asks:

Match-ups:

OCs Pictures Link.