#so all i can do is stay as still as i can and get progressivly more distressed bc of it and really just sorta dissociate

[just-a-8th-dreamer]

“Unstoppable” | Soyeon

Request : “ Hi since you said I could request I’m gonna I’m just too weak for soyeon omg I’m not sure how this works it’s my first time, could you write a scenario where soyeon is self conscious because she’s had enough of online comments and cries when she gets home to her girlfriend. Please with lot of skinship. Thank you!! Have a nice day :) “

It was 2:00 AM and Soyeon was still working in the studio, trying to make her new song perfect while she was adding some lyrics. Exhausted, she rested her body in her seat and her demons came back again. She started to look at people’s comments on her computer and as a vicious circle, she couldn’t stop reading. 

(G)I-DLE isn’t a real group, It’s just Soyeon and her friends.

Nobody asks why Shuhua has no lines in their songs ? Because Soyeon write them and she clearly hates her.

Soyeon is self-centred, she keeps all killing parts to herself.

What about ‘Oh My God’ lyrics and MV ? This is so offensive! 

It was almost 4:00 AM when she decided she had enough of all of this. She frowned, her heart pounding in her chest as If it was going to explode, her anger overwhelming her as a devouring fire. Why people couldn’t just see their group as a band of artists ? Why the public could’nt focus on the art in their songs and performances instead of searching a way to harm them ? Soyeon shoke her head and decided to come back to your flat, putting on her hoodie before slamming down her computer’s screen. 

She needed to see you, to feel your warmness, to let herself relaxing in your arms. You were her girlfriend, her shining star. You were her rock and strength, giving her the good energy to work and stay stable in her very busy life. Inside her, she felt the insatiable need to have her other half half by her side at this moment as If nothing on earth could calm her down, dark thoughs spreading in her mind. You were her antidote and she wanted to be freed from  this poisoned anxiety as soon as possible.

When she entered your flat, she discovered the living room in the dark and she knew you were sleeping. Of course It was almost dawn and she couldn’t blame you because she told you not to wait for her this time. Too many times she was working till the middle of the night and you were always there waiting for your girlfriend; sometimes with a cup of tea, under a blanket or sometimes already asleep on the couch. She wanted to throw her bag on the floor but she didn’t, not wanting to wake you up as she thought you were sleeping in your bed with the door open. A ghost of a smile appeared on Soyeon’s lips when she noticed the bowl of rice and fried chicken you left for her because you knew she never ate when she was concentrated on her work. 

Skipping her meal, she directly came to your bedroom to find you asleep in her big shirt and wearing a volley-ball short. She could see every details of your beauty thanks to the moonlight and she couldn’t resist to sit on the bed, stroking your hair. You slowly woke up, shivering under her touch and when your eyes met hers, your lips turned into a smile. 

“You’ve worked late again” you said with a sleepy voice, sitting in your bed to face her. “Did you eat something ?”

A sad smile appeared on her lips but she quickly hid it as you were taking her wrist, absentmindedly caressing it with your soft fingers.

“I didn’t. But I will. Did I make you feel lonely ?” she asked, feeling guilty to leave you because of her obsession with perfection again.

You shoke your head, smiling at your wonderful girlfriend to reassure her. 

“The girls came for dinner so I cooked with Soojin before Yuqi begged us to play karaoke.” You explained. “She then started to fight with Shuhua as always because she lost the game while Minnie was recording them. See, I didn’t feel lonely.”

“You should control your best friend sometimes” smiled a little Soyeon. “She is not as cute as she seems”

“Yuqi doesn’t like to loose so when she does I can’t do anything.” you answered. “That’s why I came next to Miyeon to look at the clothes she bought when whe went shopping today.” 

You let out a little sigh.

“You have finished promoting ‘I trust’ and all the members are resting and having fun. You should do the same, love” you finally told her, stroking her hair.

She lowered her head, pursing her lips and you instantly noticed the half angry half sad spark in her eyes. This is when you took her chin in your hand to make her look at you.

“Jeon Soyeon, what aren’t you telling me ?” you asked her, seriously. 

She suddenly crashed into your arms, wanting to feel you close to her, tears flowing from her eyes as she hid her face against your chest. She couldn’t handle it anymore, she had enough of those haters and harmful comments about her and her group. This was too much. Every comeback was a reason to attack the leader of (G)I-DLE and she couldn’t keep it to herself this time. Especially because she has worked hard to write the songs on the album. She had put her heart and soul in ‘I trust”, she had exposed herself and the fact that her work was taken as garbage by a lot of people was destroying her. 

You had never seen her like this and the desperation you had noticed in her eyes was breaking your heart. You tightened your embrace around her, letting her express her feelings through her tears before kissing the top of her head. 

“They say I’m self-centered !” she screams, totally mad but still crying against you. “And that I use the members to shine brighter than them !”

In front of her deep anger, you let her talk about the online comments she had seen, rubbing her back to comfort her while she was overwhelmed by her tears. Each hating comment she told you were having you shaking your head and clenching your teeth. You were trying to stay still but you were the one feeling your wonderful girlfriend trembling against you because she was exhausted therefore It was very difficult for you no to defend her. You knew her. She was a sleeping volcano. If something made her mad, nothing would happen at first and one day, suddenly the lava would spurt out. You wanted so badly to protect her from herself. From being this demanding about herself as she was an eternal dissatisfied when It came to her. But you couldn’t protect Soyeon from everything and you knew it when you started to date her after Unpretty Rapstar. At least, you were there for her now, her arms holding tighlty your waist while you were constantly kissing her hair on different spots.

“Last time, they said to Soojin that she was ugly” she said with venom before hitting the bed with her fist. “She came back to us crying”

Softly, you took her hand in yours, making her violence stop and you put some kisses on each one of her fingers.

“You know that hating comments aren’t the truth” you replied with a gentle voice. “And Shuhua defended her on a VLive”

She pulled away a little to see your face while hers was red because of desperation and tears then she sat to face you, her hand still in yours. She used her other hand to harshly dry her teeth but you stopped her, drying them gently with your thumb. 

“They say ‘Oh My God’’s lyrics are offensive.” she let out, calming herself down a little because of your fingers caressing her thigh exposed by her denim short. 

“So what ?” You replied instantly, your face becoming serious. 

She looked at you for a moment before shaking her head, silent but still upset. 

“You are a wonderful leader, you take care of the girls as If they were your family. You know that you’re not self-centered. You know that you love Shuhua as a little sister. You know you buy them some gifts after every comeback to let them know you are proud of them.” You said, putting her hair behind her ear. “And they know that too. You don’t have to worry about it.

Because she was going to say something, you raised your hand to make her stop.

“I’m not finished” you declared, smiling a little. “Okay ?”

A ghost of a smile appeared on her lips as she understood you reference to ‘Uh-Oh’’s ending part. 

“About your talent, I won’t apologize for this but you are the best rapper of this generation.” You started to say with honesty. “ Your rap is clear, fast and sharp. You have a beautiful voice, you know how to sing, you have wonderful dance skills. Plus, you are writing your songs, you are directing music videos, you are searching for new and interesting concepts. Come on, baby, those comments should’nt harm you because you are too talented and hardworking to let people tell you what you are or what you have to do.

Hearing your words, your girlfriend’s eyes started to shine as tears disappeared and her confidence seemed to come back progressivly. 

“You are unique” you declared, staring at her lovingly. 

Her lips turned into a smile as she was feeling overwhelmed by your love and she squeezed your hand a little.

“No one does all of this like you do” you continued. And I’m sure of a thing ; in ten years, when people will talk about you they will still consider you as one of the best artist in the world.”

Tears rolled again on her cheeks but you were the reason and It was nothing about sadness. Your words melted her heart and they were feeding her with happiness and confidence. 

“You can do whatever you want with the girls” you told her. “You fit everything and you are all more than talented. It’s just the beginning of your career and you’re already one of the best girl group in Korea and overseas. Don’t be harmed by the comments because you are self-sufficient”

She shoke her head with a smile, trying to contain her tears and you took her face in both of your hands, locking her irises in hers.

“You are unstoppable, Jeon Soyeon” you finally said.

She couldn’t resist anymore and she suddenly pulled you closer to her to hug you tightly, crying of against your neck, deeply touched by your words.

“What have I done to have a wonderful girl by my side” she just whispered as her love for you was overwhelming her. 

You laughed a little, tightening your embrace around her and she put a kiss under your ear. 

“I know I’m not easy to live” she said, still in your arms. 

“ Soyeon...” you started to contradict but she put a finger on your mouth to keep you silent, pulling away to look at you with her deep cat eyes. 

“Don’t mess with me” she joked with her acute voice, forcing you to let her talk. 

You couldn’t help but smile, tilting your head on the side. Her face expression became amused and you were happy to see this part of her again.

“Then, If I am this wonderful It means that in ten years, you will still be here with me” she teased you, biting her lip. “I think you should start worshipping me like a goddess from now”

You hit playfully her shoulder with your fist and she kept laughing.

“Who do you think would propose to the other first ? you asked.

“Me of course, I have a more developped sense of fashion and It’s important for the rings” she teased again before running away as you got up to catch her.

“How dare you !”

You were playfully running in the living room, laughters filling the room and when you finally succeeded to catch her, you both fell on the huge and soft carpet next to the sofa. You were in your girlfriend’s arms, resting your head on her chest when she kissed your forehead.

“I love you more than anything babygirl” she finally said, her words having a deep meaning for her, her confidence and happiness rebuilt thanks to you.

[frunbuns]

Why Would you do That?

Peter doesn’t make it home.

Read on Ao3

Miles doesn’t understand. Peter is an idiot. A whole big ass idiot. He shouldn’t have stayed. Why didn’t he go?

“Why did you do that?!”

Peter shrugs. He looks exhausted and worn out. He doesn’t seem scared. Not even after what Dock Ock had said at the Alchemax lab earlier. Miles can only imagine what it’s like to have the atoms in your body torn apart and stitched together like that. It looks very painful and he doesn’t envy the other spider-people.

“You’re so stupid, y'know!”

Peter chuckles. “Heard that before,” He says as he continues walking down the street. Miles following close behind.

“You should’ve just gone! I had it under controll!”

“What’s done is done, Miles. There’s no changing that!” Peter says, starting to sound slightly irritated.

Miles stops walking. “What about MJ?” He asks, causing Peter to stop abruptly. He visibly stiffens at the sound of MJ. “Didn’t you say wanted kids?”

Peter sighs, deflated, shoulders sagging. “It’s too late for that now.”

Miles swallows the urge to cry. “I don’t want you to die,” He says, voice cracking.

Peter turns around, and for the first time since they left the collider, he looks at Miles. He looks at him with sad eyes and a frown. “I’m sorry, kid,” He says as Miles wraps his arms around the older man. He hasn’t known Peter for long, but he’s grown quite attatched to him.

Peter pats his back as the teen sobs, soaking his suit in wet, salty tears.

“It’s okay.”

Miles embrace tightens.

Luckily there aren’t many people around right now. It is in the middle if the night, after all. He imagines this is quite a scene to witness.

“What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know. Find somewhere quiet and out of the way and just wait, I guess.”

There’s a moment of silence as Miles thinks before he lets go of Peter and looks up at him. Bruised and beaten, but at the moment, very much alive. “We could go home to my place?” He suggests.

Peter grimaces. “What?”

“My mom probably won’t mind,” Miles says. “My dad might, but we can probably convince him–”

Peter sighs. “I can’t do that, Miles.”

“–and I don’t want you to be alone.”

Peter looks at him for a moment, dumbfounded. Miles sniffs quietly.

“Oh…”

Miles’ phone rings. He takes it out of the pocket in his suit. “Sorry, I have to pick this up. It’s my dad.”

—

“Mom?”

“Miles? Miles, how are you?”

Miles waves awkwatdly at his mother, stil clad in his Spider-man suit. “Hi,” He says, smiling innocently. “Has dad come home yet?” He asks.

Rio shakes her head. “No. Not yet. Why?”

“Do you think, uh, that my friend Peter can come in?” He asks, taking a step aside to let Peter into her field of vision. He’s also still wearing his suit.

Rio’s eyebrows furrow as Peter does a small wave at her. “Hello.”

She squints at him, studying his face until his body distorts into weird shapes and colors in front of her. Her eyes widen in shock, Peter’s moans of displeasure barely audible over the sound of the glitching. When it stops, Peter grips the railing as if he’s going to fall over, breathing shallowly.

Rio gapes for a second. “Of course, come in!” She says, carefully guiding the strange man into her home.

“That was unpleasant…” Peter mumbles as Rio closes the door.

“Aren’t you supposed to be dead?” She asks.

“He’s not from around here,” Miles says.

“What?”

“An alternate dimension,” Miles explains to her. “And he missed his ticket home so can he please just stay here for a while?”

Rio looks down at her son. At his smile, that she now sees is a sad, forced one.

“It’s okay, I can just go–”

“What is going on?” She asks, looking between the two of them.

“Peter–” Miles looks down at his feet before looking up at her again. “Peter is gonna die. And he’s going to be in a lot of pain, and I don’t want him to be alone. I promise I’ll explain everything and you can ground me until college, just please let him stay.”

Rio sighs, running a hand down her face. What a fucking shitshow these last few days have been.

“Peter,” She says. He perks up at the sound of his name being spoken. “Would you care for some tea? A cup coffee?”

“Coffee would be great,” He responds.

“Great. Follow me,” She says, leading them into the house. “I just have to call my husband.”

—

Miles’ mom, Peter thinks, is really nice. She reminds him of aunt May and her endless hospitality. God, he misses her.

“Oh mi,” She says, sighing. “I’m sorry.”

She looks at Miles understandingly. Peter feels bad for the kid. Just lost his uncle and has to deal with this shit.

“Unbelievable.”

Miles’ dad on the other hand, slightly, just slightly, terrifys him. He understandingly wasn’t very happy about finding Spider-Man, who’s supposed to be dead, in his home. He had however been kind kind after they had managed to explain the situation.

“Yeah,” Miles, who bad changed into a set of normal clothes, suit hung over the back of a chair, says, staring into his cup of tea. “It’s been a rough couple of days to say the least.”

Peter still wore his. He doesn’t have any change. Not that it really matters anyway. He’s not going to need it soon.

Peter chuckles, dryly, a ghost of a smile on his lips. “You could say that.”

Jefferson chuckles too, but there isn’t really anything funny about it. They all know that. He supposes that’s what they have in common.

“How,” Jefferson hesitate for a moment. Unsure of how to ask. “How long do you have left?”

Peter shrugs. “I don’t know. Can’t be too long now.”

Suddenly, Peter gasps as sharp pain takes over his whole body. The others can only watch in horror. He manages to knock over his cup in the process, lukewarm coffee spilling onto the table. Miraculously nothing gets on his suit. He grips the table and the back of his chair as he blinks. He swears it gets worse every time.

Miles’ hands hower over him, unsure of what he can do for him. “Are you okay?”

He takes a couple of steadying breaths, willing his heart to slow its rapid beating. Rio rushes to get something to clean up the mess with.

“I’m… I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it, Peter. It’s not your fault.”

Rio finishes whiping the table and throws the coffee stained paper towels in the trash.

“Would you maybe like to lay down, Peter?” She asks, sounding concerned.

Peter nods. Normally he wouldn’t just accept an offer like that. Escpecially not from people he didn’t know, but he really feels like shit right now and there’s nothing more he’d like.

“Yeah, sounds good.”

He gets up on shaky legs and slowly makes his way into the livingroom, towards the couch, Miles holding a comforting hand on his back.

Peter doesn’t deserve this. He really doesn’t. Miles’ family have been way too kind to him and they don’t even know him. Miles will become a great Spider-Man, he’s sure.

If that’s the one good thing he leaves behind he’s happy with it. Miles will be in good hands with May, his parents and the other spider-people if they ever figure out how to travel between the dimensions. He just wishes he could be around to witness it. Even if he hasn’t been the best teacher.

“You’ve all been too kind to be,"Peter says. "Really–”

“Nonsense, you saved our lives. This is the least we could do for you.”

“I apreciate the gesture. I–”

Miles yelps as Peter crumbles to the ground, wondering if it really can get worse than this. Can’t it just kill him now instead of prolonging his suffering like this. Better to just get it done with, right?

“Peter!”

“I think–” Peter lays there for a while, wheezing. “I think I’m just gonna lay here for a while if you don’t mind.”

And Peter does stay on the floor for the rest of the night. They stay up with him. Keeping him company as the glitching gets progressivly worse, catching him off guard each time and reducing him to a near whimpering mess.

What’s dignity when you’re literally dying anyway?

He’s learned quite a bit about the family. Rio works at a hospital. Where, he can’t remember, but it’s somewhere in Brooklyn. Jefferson works in the NYPD. Or PDNY as it’s called in this dimension. And Miles likes doing street-art, but he’s not really allowed.

In turn, Peter has told them his entire life story. From his parents, Ben, getting his powers, MJ, villains he’s fought and he might’ve even mentioned Flash at some point.

Might as well, right?

It’s not until the wee hours of the morning that it finally happens. Peter’s not sure what the time is, but he’s pretty sure the sun is about to come up. He feels bad for keeping them up like this.

It starts small, lile a small zap, and he thinks that’s it, but then it comes back, stronger and longer until it’s going full force. All he sees and feels is white hot pain. It’s worse than anything he’s ever experienced, and he broke his back once. He’s vaugely aware of his high pitched screaming.

He hopes MJ is doing okay at least. She deserves nothing but the best. Hopefully she won’t miss him.

Miles turns away, face hidden in the fabric of his mother’s clothes, squeezing his eyes shut. She holds him tight.

And then it stops. But Peter isn’t there anymore. Like he was never there. Leaving the family to mourn a hero that this dimension never knew they had and a hero who’s dimension will never see him again.

“I love you! I’m so proud of you!”

It gets eerily quiet then. Miles clutches the fabric of Rio’s shirt, sobbing loudly.

“Wait, do I want kids?”

It just wasn’t fair. Peter didn’t deserve that. He was supposed to go home to his dimension and finally start taking care of himself. Then he’d talk to MJ and they’d get back together and have kids. Or something like that. Miles liked to imagine so at least.

What was he going to say to the others if he ever got to meet them again? Surely that would happen. Peni is from the future and she’s like crazy smart. If none of the others did she definitley would.

Miles doesn’t to to school that day. His parents also stay home and they spend the entire day mostly just sleeping. He doesn’t feel like doing anything else.

[86-was-his-year]

You’re Amazing As You Are My Love /Reader x Carl Grimes\

Request: Can you do a fic where after failing at darts Carl feels self concious about his eye so the reader starts (and probably loses) a tickle fight to cheer him up and they admit they like each other and will stand by each other? Thx doll

Warnings: Fluff, self conciousness, Triggers.

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Y/N’s PoV

“Are you sure you don’t want to come with us Y/N?” Michonne asked as Rick left the room leaving Carl to his darts.

“Yeah I’m gonna stay back and tiddy up, get better with my aim and have a break.” I said sitting on the bedd across from Carl. The tiny black holes contrasted against the white wall as Carl threw another dart trying to get used to his one eye. 

Carl has shed so many tears because of this experience and I was lucky enought to be his safe hold for when he came int my room crying. He picked at his bandage often and I had to swat his hand away so he didn’t ruin it. Half the time he spent yelling and the other half she spent locked in his room, afriad the his “Horrid” appreance would scare people away. 

“Alright. Keep and eye on him for me.” She couldn’t take it back after she said it and I frowned. “Sorry I didn’t mean to-”

“It’s alright Michonne.” I said smiling up at her. “Just be careful. Okay?” I said putting a hand on her shoulder. 

“Can do.” She said before waving to Carl and me. We both waved back and Michonne shut the door letting us be alone. Carl’s aim got progressivly closer but never hit the target. 

“Ughh!” He shouted in frustration throwing the darts at the wall. I became alert at this and sat up on the bed. “Sorry.” He said lightly. He’s never yelled at you and he never planned to but at you and around ou is a different story. He never likes to yell but he couldn’t helo it if he can only see out of one eye and is haunted by it everyday. 

“It’s okay Carl.” You said sitting you your legs tucked under your body. “I don’t blame you. It takes practice you’ll get there.” I said flashing him and encouraging smile. 

“Yeah. hopefully.” He said hagning his head low. 

“Hey.” I said getting off the bed and slowly waking toward him snaking my arms around his waist. “You’re going to be alright Carl.” I said loving the way his name rolled off my tongue like melted butter. 

“How do you know?” He asked letting me lean my head on his back.

“I just know because I’m going to be here. And you’ve got your dad, and michonne, and Judith, and Glenn, and Maggie and Me. We all love you Carl; me the most, but anyway we all love you and I’ll be here for ou no matter what.” I said and squeezed his tight abdomen. My words seemed to touch him in a way nobody else’s could’ve. He turned around and smiled at me lightly before hugging me back kissing me on the forehead. 

“Thanks Y/N. I love you.” He said setting his chin on the top of my head.

“I love you too you big goon.” I said lightly poking his stomach making him flinch away from my touch and at first I thought I hurt him but when I looked up and saw and genuine smile on his face. “Carl Grimes are you ticklish?”

“No.” He siad in a non convincing voice and I reached for his stomach in spastic motions making him howl with laughter. He retaliated pretty quickly since he knew I was ticklish before this. He went right for my side and because tickling me making me lose concetration on him at his movements. 

“Wait Carl I’m sorry... Please.” I couldn’t get out the rest of the words as I fell back on the bed him going with me. We both laughed and stared at eachother. 

“I win.” He said smiling. 

“Oh, alright fine. But be prepared because I’m like a ninja and I could come at any second.” I said making exageratted Karake movements. 

“Oh yeah right. In your dreams.” He said flinching away as I poked him in the shoulder.

“I love you. You know that right?” I asked leaning in closer to him.

“Of course and you know that I love you too right?” He asked mockng my question with an obvious answer.

“No.” I said kidding around. “ I’m just kidding I know.” I said cuddling into his chest as he kissed my forehead. I looked up into his beautiful blue eye. “ ANd by the way your eye is still beautiful to me.” I said leaning up.

“Thank you Y/N. Your eyes are pretty too.” He said leaning down to meet me.

“That wasn’t the point of this you doof.” I said smiling.

“I don’t care. Just kiss me already.” He said gently putting his plump lips onto my small chapped ones. I closed my eyes and felt butterflies erupt in my stomach. We pulled away and I opened my eyes to find him smiling at me.

“What?” I asked chuckling. 

“Nothing you’re just so beautiful.” He said pulling me back into his chest.

“And so are you Grimes.”

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I hope this is what you wanted. Sorry if it’s bad I’m trying to catch up on requests so I can take mare from ya’ll. I love you and thanks for requesting. Requesting will be open soon.

[wilwywaylan]

Silent-web-of-wyrd said :

Shinji x Yuki !

Send a pairing/couple and the numbers. (◕‿◕✿)

Big steps in the relationship !

1. Who made the first move / who kissed who first ? Shinji did, by kissing Yuki and then lying down on his lap like a drunk cat. Then he had to assure him that he wasn’t drunk and he knew exactly what he was doing : claiming his love for his little messenger. Yuki was understandably a bit startled. Especially when Shinji then dragged him with him to sleep on the couch.

2. Who tells their family/friends about their relationship first ? Shinji already told the Vizored about his feelings. And lamented. And complained. And rolled on the floor. They know everything because he can’t help but tell them. As soon as he could, Yuki ran to the 11th division and asked Tomoyo about what he was supposed to do, to feel or to say. Tomoyo had nothing better to do than ask her crazy teammates, almost causing Yuki’s death by blushing. But the ones who were aware of the relationship first were probably the Vizored. It’s a bit hard to tell.

3. What do their family/friends think of their relationship ? Shinji’s bunch of strange persons he calls his friends and family (okay, he calls them his “idiots” but that’s the same) are very happy for him, of course. There are a few comments when they see his choice of partner, of course, and a few advices on how to handle him to a bewildered Yuki. But for the most part, they accept him in their little group. Tomoyo-dono is very happy for her little friend. She even encourages him to be bolder, more daring with Shinji. With lots of.... imaginative words. Yuki tries his best not to listen to her advices. Momo is very happy to see her captain happy, because he’s a good captain (if kinda lazy). She hopes Yuki’s dedication will rub off him a little, and get him to work more. For now, it’s the opposite. She still hopes. As for Yuki’s family, they think that Shinji is barely better than a Hollow. In fact, they would almost be happier to see him with a Hollow because they could slay him and be done with him. Instead, he’s a Vizored, but a captain, so they have to endure his horrible smile and the knowledge that Yuki chose for himself, someone they would never, ever accept.

4. Which couple/family are they closest to ? The Vizored are one big, happy family who gladly incorpores everyone they take a liking too. This includes Akon because Hiyori grabs him and doesn’t let go, Momo who Shinji proudly annonces is his “new daughter”, Kira because Rose wants him to feel loved, and of course, Shinji’s partner Yuki. He takes some time to truly fit with them, and he still kinda thinks they’re totally crazy, but he feels very comfortable with them now.

5. When do they move together ? Where and how ? They start almost as soon as they are together. Yuki starts spending more and more time with his captain-lover, and one day, Shinji just decides to move all his lover’s belongings to his room and make it their shared room. Yuki goes along, of course. Shinji’s place is bigger, full of light, comfortable, and contains, well, Shinji.

6. Who proposes and how ? Shinji. And it was totally decontracted and out of the blue, like “hey, we’ve been together for a while, and I love you. Let’s get married”. Cue a Yuki turning red from head to toe. And since Shinji is a little shit, he’ll invite Yuki’s whole family, just to rub it in their faces that he’s marrying their son / grandson / nephew / scapegoat and there’s nothing they can do about it.

7. Where do they go on their honeymoon ? Do you really think Shinji will hesitate only a little before charging Yuki in his suitcase and heading to the Human World ? There are so many things he can show him ! Even Karakura, because Yuki has never seen Karakura, or the Living World, or anything outside of the Seireitei, really. Later, the world, but for the honeymoon, Karakura is way enough. They have lots of fun running around, Shinji showing Yuki everything he can. Then they invade Kisuke’s shop, crash under his kotatsu, drink his tea and steal a bed. And it’s totally perfect.

Let’s talk about sex~

8. Who has the biggest kink (and what is it) ? Shinji has several, mainly shibari, but he never talks about it in fear of upsetting Yuki, or making him uncomfortable. One day, he mentions bootblacking in conversation with Rose, and immediatly does a double take when he realizes that Yuki is in the room. But Yuki doesn’t seem that afraid, and after a while to digest the information, and when he’s sure to catch Shinji alone, he tells him that he wouldn’t be against trying it, because it’s not a plan to humiliate him. Shinji assures that they don’t have to try, but Yuki insists. Shinji gives him the biggest hug he can muster.

9. Who initiates sex more often ? Shinji. Not that Yuki isn’t interested by sex, despite a few... rocky experiments, but he’s very shy, and can’t fathom why anyone, especially his strong captain, could be interested in his little person. Shinji is very happy to show him that yes, he is.

10. What kink/kinks turn(s) one (or both) of them off ? Everything that includes pain is absolutly forbidden for Yuki. Like, nope. Absolutly not. Shinji isn’t keen on him either, but what turns him off is rather a mix of... signals. Smells, touchs, a word said in a particular word... It’s enough to totally kill the mood.

11. What’s the craziest place they’d have sex ? Shinji’s bed. Yuki wouldn’t want to do it anywhere else. Too audacious, too much danger of being caught. And having sex in a hammock isn’t the best either. So bed it is.

12. Who is more aggressive in bed ? No one. Yuki doesn’t have an aggressive bone in his body, including in bed. Shinji does his best to stay gentle with him.

13. How does the other person react when their partner wears something special (boots, lingerie, etc.) ? Yuki becomes aaaaaall red all over, and stammers and hides and stammers more. He’s happy, of course, and very very grateful. He’s just not used to it at. all. Shinji is always very happy, always makes a point to compliment Yuki and tells him how good it looks and how happy he is.

14. Lights on or off ? Half-half. A soft, glowing light, just enough to see the other’s face and smile, not enough to see the scars and marks.

Quirks and habits

15. What are their quirks while sleeping ? Shinji sleeps like a cat. He starts out laying down in an almost normal way, then progressivly starfishes across the whole mattress. Since Yuki sleeps all curled up in a tight little ball (years of sleeping in a hammock don’t help), they fit together quite well. Yuki being a light sleeper, Shinji moving often wakes him up. So he ends up sleeping on top of him. There’s still a risk to be pushed from the bed, but it’s way better like that (and it gets him lots of hugs !)

16. Who is the morning person/night person ? Yuki is a VERY EARLY MORNING person. He’s used to because of his messenger job, for which he has to get up really early. At night, he’s exhausted and crashes into bed. Shinji likes to take his sweet time on mornings, and drag Yuki back in bed with him for a few lazy hours.

17. Who wakes the other one up with kisses ? Yuki sometimes, when he feels happy, but he’d rather let Shinji sleep because if he needs sleep, then the captain needs even more sleep ! That’s logical ! Captains do more than messengers, they need more sleep ! (that explains Shinji’s inordinate amount of naps too.)

18. Who is the romantic one (Valentine’s Day or other) ? ..... Shinji is not romantic AT ALL so Yuki wins by default. Which doesn’t mean anything, because he can’t romance anyone to save his life. That’s not part of a good education, except things like writing poetry to your bethroted. Which Shinji wouldn’t be interested in. So no. No romantic one, really.

19. Who would lead in ballroom dancing ? Shinji. Yuki may have learned to dance as part of his noble upbringing, but Shinji is suprisingly light on his feet and graceful, and he loves to grab Yuki and dance around the furniture in his office.

20. Who is the one to most likely pick the movie they watch ? Shinji because he’s the one who knows about movies. Yuki is always eager to discover those weird stories his captain seems to love (because it means snacks and hot drinks and cuddles with the captain. So good).

21. Who is the one who would pay for dates ? Probably Shinji at first, because he has the money. Now that he earns more, being the capitain’s personnal messenger, Yuki tries to invite him to dates too, but Shinji always refuses because he wants to treat him. The only time when he lets Yuki invite him is for his birthday.

22. Who takes over the beauty/style department ? Depends on the occasion. Shinji takes over for their daily life : finding Yuki better uniforms, helping with his hair and everything... But for special occasions, Yuki takes over and dresses and arranges Shinji’s hair. Because no, captain, you can’t wear a tie with a kimono. Please no.

23. What would they get each other for gifts ? Shinji brings Yuki things from the Living World. It’s easy, because Yuki isn’t used at all to get presents, so even the smallest token makes him happy. But the cuter, the better. He has several cute toys (Pokemon figures and plushes, a few Hello Kitty, a Neko Atsume plush, and even a few Disney toys), nice human clothes that are was comfier than his uniforms, human food... He loves each and every present he gets. Yuki tends to ask Rose for advices on what to buy for his captain-partner. It’s not easy to find, especially music-related gifts, and Yuki doesn’t have lots of money. So when he wants to make Shinji happy, he writes and delivers cute little messages to him. Shinji keeps them in a special folder. When he has enough money, he buys tasteful things. Not to sat that Shinji has bad taste, but Yuki bought him a beautiful kimono, the best coffee he could find, those kinds of things. It makes Shinji really, really, really happy.

24. Who cusses more ? Shinji, Shinji, Shinji, He’s not cursing at Hiyori levels because no one does beside Hiyori, but he still uses his fair amount of curses. Yuki almost never cusses, which makes it way impressive when he does.

25. Who remembers things ? And who forgets the birthdays and anniversaries (and has to be forgiven) ? Both. Yuki doesn’t have lots of dates to remember, so it’s quite easy. Shinji is a bit absent-minded, but he has an habit to take notes on everything that’s at hand : reports, forms, candy wrappers, Rose’s music sheets, Aizen’s novel pages... Most of the time, he can’t find them after five minutes and has to take some more notes.

26. Who is the bigger cuddler ? Shinji, because he loves hugs and cuddles. Yuki does too, but he doesn’t dare disturbing his captain, especially when he’s busy. Luckily for him, Shinji seems to always guess when there’s a huge need of cuddles around.

27. Nicknames for each other ? Yuki absolutly refuses to use Tomoyo’s nickname of “Captain Rack-of-Teeth” under any condition. Shinji is now “Shinji-sama”, and that the extend of what he’s able to use. Shinji calls Yuki by his name, but takes great pleasure into drawling it as much as he can. Yukiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii~.

28. Who decorates the apartment ? Mostly Shinji, because they live in his captain quarters. He brought a lot of things from the Living World, to be more comfortable, surrounded by everything dear to him. Yuki just added small, personnal touches here and there.

29. Who initiates duets ? Shinji. Half of the time, that’s because he’s singing along whatever record is playing at the moment, and he tries to get Yuki to join. Which doesn’t work because Yuki is very shy, and doesn’t know the words anyway. It only works with a few songs they both know, and often needs him to be a bit drunk.

30. What do they do to cheer each other up ? They both send each other happy little messages, sometimes through Yuki, sometimes through others. Shinji puts on loud music, rolls Yuki in a blanket and gives him the sweetest hot chocolate he can make, then hugs the Yuki-roll and cuddles him. Yuki’s method is more or less the same because he learnt it from him. It involves cuddling Shini, dragging him outside to watch the fishes in the nearest koi pond, asking Rose for a good snack. When they are in bed, they have taken too to cover each other’s scars, with words, signs or drawings in ink.

Daily life

31. Who is more tech-savvy ? Shinji, because he’s the one who knows about all those funny little human devices he brought from the Living World. Yuki is endlessly amazed by everything he can do with them.

32. Who drinks all of the coffee ? Shinji, because Yuki drinks tea. But he drinks looooots of it. His office always smells of coffee, and there’s always a pot brewing for him somewhere.

33. Who does what chores ? The advantage of being a captain of the Gotei 13, is that you get servants to do them for you. Which is good, because Yuki has been raised as a noble, and can’t do them to save his life (okay, he can do basic cleaning and take bloodstains out of everything, but that’s all). Shinji does the chores he likes, like cooking, but that’s all. The rest is taken care of. Even the paperwork, that’s what Aizen is for.

34. Who kills the bugs ? No one ! You don’t kill bugs, you catch them and release them outside ! Or you make Yuki cry. Your pick.

35. Who makes the bed in the mornings ? What is this “bed-making” you’re talking about ? Shinji doesn’t make beds because he loves lounging around and stay in bed in the morning for hours. And takes naps. And loves to drag Yuki with him. Besides, Yuki doesn’t know how to make beds anyway.

36. Who starts getting into holidays way before they should ? Shinji. Holidays means fun and good food and sometimes presents, but above all, friends and fun. So he gets in the mood early, obtaining snacks from Rose, polishing his holidays clothes and decorating everything he can. At first, Yuki doesn’t really understand. For him, holidays are like other days, workdays. Once he stays with Shinji, he starts to understand and gladly follows his lead.

37. Who initiates the couple selfies ? Shinji, of course. He’s the one who owns a camera, and he loves catching Yuki and smushing him against him to take a pic, with goofy smiles or faces. At first, Yuki was startled and a bit afraid, but he very quickly got used to it, and he likes it a lot now.

38. Who always ends up with too much junk food after grocery shopping ? Strangely, Yuki. But that’s not his fault. Can you see how MANY snacks are available in human shops ? Really, he can’t help but want to try them all. Shinji is more than happy to enable him.

39. Who asks to keep the abandoned kitten/puppy they find in the rain ? Shinji tends to keep a lot of abandoned creatures, mainly Yuki and Momo. But honestly, both, because they can’t resist a poor, abandonned kitten, puppy, bird or other animal. They both know very well what it’s like to be lost and lonely.

40. So how many pets, and who rememebers to feed them ? They find a cute little cat in the rain, nothing more than a ball of wet fur with pointy ears and a tail. They bring it home, clean it, feed it, and name it Shizuka. The cat quickly becomes a fixture of Shinji’s office and their home, and proceeds to make his name a total lie, by climbing the curtains, playing with the paperwork, running around at full speed and trying to eat Aizen’s hair. They still both remember to feed him, and he turns into a purring monster as soon as he’s on their lap.

41. Who gets babied when they’re sick ? Both. Shinji takes care of Yuki because he knows Yuki almost never got taken care of, and he loves how happy he looks when he brings him tea, medecine or hugs. Yuki takes care of Shinji because he loves him and wants to make him feel as loved and protected as Shinji usually does.

42. Who brings breakfast to bed ? Yuki likes to surprise Shinji with a warm beverage on cold mornings. The first time he tried, he brought him a cup of tea, and started a panic attack that ended up in tears (Shinji’s and Yuki’s) and needed Rose’s intervention. Now that he knows, he takes great care of bringing him the best coffee he can brew.

43. Who has sole posession of the T.V. remote ? Shinji, because he has possession of the TV too, and Yuki doesn’t know anything about TV or remotes. Besides, Shinji knows how to arrange the sound, and Yuki is quite happy to just cuddle with him.

44. Who comes home drunk at 3am ? Shinji, because he’s always out to party with the other Vizored captains (and sometimes other people too). Yuki stays with him most of the time to walk him home and prevent him from getting lost. But since he falls asleep on the captain halfway through the party, most of the time, Kensei is the one bringing them home.

45. What do they do when they’re away from each other ? Shinji does his captain job... most of the time. He spends time with Rose, Kensei and Hiyori and Kisuke when they visit, throws his office supplies at Aizen’s head, spends time with Momo to help her get back on her feet, lies on his couch and listens to jazz... He’s a very busy captain. Yuki does his messenger job and runs around a lot. He visits Tomoyo at the 11th and Rie in the archives building, and spends time with them. Sometimes, he has to visit his family, but he does is very reluctently, and most of the time, he waits for Shinji to drag him with him as much as possible. When Shinji is away on a mission, he spends all his free time in the 11th division.

46. What are they afraid of ? Now that he’s atuned to his Hollow, Shinji doesn’t fear losing control anymore and see his other part destroy everything he holds dear. Same for Aizen ; now that the former lieutenant-captain-lover-lord-of-hueco-mundo-with-god-complex is chained to his desk with a mountain of paperwork, he’s safe on that side too. The only thing left to fear, beside an angry Hiyori with a sandal, is what the assholes in the Central 46 could decide about them being horrible creatures and whatnot. At least the captain commander is on their side. Yuki fears a lot of things : people stronger than him, Himiko, large dogs, Himiko, storms, Hollows and Himiko. But his deeper fear is for Shinji to somehow get fed up with him and deciding that he doesn’t want him anymore. He’s deathly scared of being left alone once again. Now that he got a taste of what true love, affection and companionship means, he’s not sure he could go back to his former life.

47. How often do they fight ? Never. Not because Yuki is a wimp who covers at the slightest hint of a scream. You’d be surprised at how forceful he can be when something upsets him enough. They never fight because Shinji rather tells Yuki when there’s something wrong, and he’s now an expert at reading when Yuki is angry or sad. So they sit and talk it out, to find a solution. They both had enough unsaid things poisoning their lives for a lifetime or two, and they’d rather not waste a wonderful relationship because of small things blown up until they explode.

48. What would they do if the other one was hurt ? Yuki mostly panics. The captain is hurt, something is very very wrong and what can he do ! But he tries to hide it as best as he can, because it’s not about him, and tries to be as useful as he can. Shinji would raise hell and exact a holy vengeance on the culprit. Someone helps the one who dared hurting his lover, because they are about to get a firsthand taste of hell. Then, hugs and cuddles.

And once they have kids…

49. How many kids ? Momo Maybe they will adopt children once Yuki is feeling better about his life, family, and himself in general. Which means in a very, very long time. They’ll probably go and find cute, orphaned, shinigami children in the Rukongai (or hell even non-shinigami) and bring them to live with them. How many, I don’t know. Maybe a lot, because once he’s better, Yuki will probably want his own family. As Shinji, he loves being surrounded with people, and children are fun and nice, so he’s totally on board.

50. Who is the stricter parent ? Shinji, but not by much. Yuki doesn’t have one strict bone in his body, coming for years of abuse, low self-esteem and naturally meek personnality. Shinji, as a captain, has to be strict sometimes, but he would still be a very permissive parent.

51. Who stays up late helping with homework ? Yuki. Part because he wants to help, and part because Shinji already has a lot of work, even with Aizen doing his paperwork, and he deserves to rest on the evenings.

52. Who likes to take the family out and for what ? Shinji LOVES dragging all his little family to the Living World for a day of fun. Shopping, amusement parks, movies, concerts, cozy little coffee shops... He always plans a nice little schedule for them, full of nice, fun and relaxing activities, and brings them back to Kisuke’s shop for a last cup of tea before heading to bed.

[undyingtale-the-story]

The Fight

[Warnin there a lotta swearing and blood and gore this chapter so if you dont want that stuffs to reach your ears dont read this chaptah]

I woke up, and basically flipped out of bed, grabbed my clothes, pulled my armor on, and realized that it was 3:00 in the morning and nobody would be awake yet.

I resolved that since I got up so early, that I should train. But then I realized that I was too tired to see my two feet in front of me, and I ended up sleeping until 11:00 in the morning, which was a better time to go outside and slay children.

Now that I look back, I should've murdered the child at night when I got up the first time. You know, the usual night murder you hear about in anime and other manga horror stories, that you find out about about when your friend (Alphys) drags you over by the hair to their house late at night just to binge-watch anime. Then she kicks you out of her lab-house to run as fast as humanly possible scared of any living creature around you, and collapse on your own bed scared for your life.

Boy, that was a good time.

But the next time I woke up, I started to grab everything I would need during the day and I realized that I fell asleep in my armor.

No wonder I was uncomfortable.

I started to walk out of the house, and I thought that I forgot to cover up the burns on my arm and then I realized that had my armor on and I didn’t have to cover it up anyway.

“Un...undyne? What are you doing w...with armor on?” Alphys asked, concerned.

“N-Nothing!” I said, swinging around to face her.

“U… Undyne, stop lying,” She narrowed her eyes at me.

You have to lie, The voice persisted, and it sounded worried.

You can’t tell me what to do, I thought back to the voice, almost yelling.

“W… Wait, what?” Alphys echoed, looking at me, confused. I instantly realized that I said that whole thing out loud.

“Oh crap,” I paled.

“You mean, Oh carp,” Alphys pointed out a horrible pun, and I groaned in annoyance. “You’ve have a lot of things you have to explain, Undyne.”

“... Yeah, sorry about that…” I scratched the back of my neck, and realized that I had burns there and winced in slight pain.

“A… and the fact you were w...wearing bandages all around today, and s...said it was my idea t...to Asgore,” Alphys raised one of her eyebrows at me, curiously.

“He told you?!” I gaped at Alphys.

“Of course he did,” Alphys said without stuttering.

“Fine. Let me take my armor off and sit down,” I frowned, and sighed in inconvenience.

DON'T YOU DARE TELL HER, The voice screamed. ITS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD, UNDYNE.

I tend to do things my own way, I noted to the voice, as a headache started throbbing softly. I shook it off, and took off my armor to show my usual everyday clothes. Alphys was sitting at the table, and I walked over and sat across from her. I put my arm out on the table, and delicately peeled off the bandages to show the burns below.

“U... UNDYNE?!” Alphys shreaked in horror. I looked up at her in pain, scared of what she thought of what I was hiding.

“Yeah… that… It goes down my back and down my legs too. T… Theres a lot of it on my feet…” I sighed in both relief and pain as the voice started screaming in my head again, making a huge headache that throbbed painfully whenever I talked.

“W...what have you been doing to y...yourself?” Alphys looked up at me, very concerned.

“Nothing. It hasn’t been me. Heck no, I would never jump into a pot of acid, yet I have acid burns on my arms and I have no idea why,” I paused. “And then, the soul thing. I think it’s all the result of the soul, and… I can talk... to the soul... in my mind… and-”

“W...Why did you not t...tell this to me?”

“I… It…”” I started to say when the headache grew so bad that I had to hold my head in my hands.

“U...Undyne, what’s wrong?!” Alphys looked at me with the concerned look she always gave me whenever I ran out of the house or whenever I made her feel bad because she thought “she wasn’t good enough for me.” But, interestingly, she might be the one who has been keeping me mentally stable.

“I… It told me n… not to t...tell you anything, a...and I t...trusted it but i..it-” I stuttered in pain. I rested my head on the table, tears running down my face in grief and pain.

“U… Undyne,” Alphys stood up and walked around the table to me.

“J...ust wanted to make y...you feel a...alone and I d...dont want that-” The pain grew progressivly work.

“Undyne,” Alphys said, and put her hand on my shoulder.

“A...and the dreams t...they hurt I… I hate them… b...ut they won’t s...stop…” I said, now full out crying, and Alphys hugged me.

“U...Undyne, its fine,” Alphys smiled.

“W...why?” I stuttered.

“Because you a..actually told me w...what was going on. I knew t..that something was up from the start, and I knew you didn’t like whatever it w...was,” Alphys stuttered. “I… I was worried.”

“...” I thought quietly as the battle roared in my head.

“I’m s...sorry,” I said, hugging Alphys and resting my face on her head. We sat there, breathing in unison for a second, letting our heartbeats be as one for a little while.

You have to stop this happy stuff. It’s not going to HELP because there’s-

Be quiet. I’m enjoying being myself for once, I thought to myself, happily. Alphys withdrew from the embrace and looked up at me.

“I… I’m sorry, Alphys,” I told her sincerely. Alphys smiled for a second and then looked at me seriously.

“W… why were you in your armor, Undyne,” Alphys looked at me, very concerned. I hesitated, and then realized that I had to tell her to truth.

“I was going to kill the kid, Chara. H...He killed my parents,” Alphys looked shocked. “I...I only just realized that and-”

“Y...You’re staying in this house, from now on,” Alphys said seriously. I gaped at her serious expression, and she didn’t change her look on her face once.

UNDYNE LISTEN TO ME, The voice screamed. I quickly winced because of the pain that went through my head.

I KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN! I TOLD YOU!, The voice screamed in a sort of hysterical happiness. I winced again, as the screaming stopped.

Oh, sorry. Okay so this is what you have to do:, The voice told me.

You have to go the last corridor in front of the king’s castle, and like go there right now. Chara has a horrible plan and you need to stop him, right now. I started to panic, but then the voice continued: But don’t panic. There’s windows all around you, and you don’t have time to get your armor. Try doing the “going to the bathroom” trick that Papyrus always uses to get out of your lessons.

Wait is that why he does that? I thought, curious.

Maybe. I still haven't figured out. I mean, he’s a skeleton and I have no idea if- The voice stopped awkwardly as I realized what it was about to say.

...yeahhhh, I thought back, awkwardly.

“Uh… Undyne?” Alphys asked awkwardly.

“Hmm, oh yeah, sorry about that. And, uh ill stay in the house.” I suggested.

“... Okay,” Alphys said in a unconvincing way. I smiled and stood up tenderly on my feet, and went to walk upstairs to the bathroom. As I walked inside, I closed and locked the door, and checked with the voice quickly about what we were doing.

Okay so do I just go out of the window, or what? I asked, and waited a decent 3 seconds when I realized that the window was open, and I could plain just go out the window. I launched myself stealthily to the tree, and quickly and quietly stepped down branch by branch to the cold fall ground. I snuck through the forest, until I was close enough to the elevator in the middle of the road so I could run to it. I tried to cover the burns as I slid across the road to the elevator, and slammed the button.

Darn. I forgot to remind you to put the bandages on. Sorry about that. The voice said.

It’s cool. I thought, and smiled as the elevator lurched down to the underground. I leaned against the side of the elevator, letting myself breathe a little bit even though my heart was beating as fast as a drum.

What’s your name, anyway? I asked the voice.

My name? The voice echoed.

Yeah, you must have a name, right? I questioned, and the voice paused for a secound before answering:

You can just call me Two. The voice answered, quieter than usual.

That’s a interesting name… I commented, and Two seemed to cheer up a little more. I exited the elevator and ran as fast as possible to the hallway, and slid into the hallway to the throne room where I saw two unexpected guests fighting.

Chara and Flowey? What are they doing here? I wondered.

Don’t trust Flowey, Undyne, Two recommended.

But I have to kill Chara. I protested. Two sighed in annoyance.

You know what’s happened when you don’t go with my plans. Two breathed out steadily.

“FOR THE LOVE OF THE DELTA RUNE, UNDYNE, JUST DON’T STAND THERE!

HELP ME OUT!” Flowey panted, while dodging an attack from the kids knife. Flowey summoned some bullets and chucked them at the kid, while Chara ran down the hallway, and turned right into the Throne Room. I ran after Chara, as Two made a overly annoyed sound.

Are you serious? Are you defying me again?! Two seemed very annoyed.

The more you ask that, the more I will, I smirked as I launched myself at Chara. Chara ran and stumbled, and hid behind the throne as if I didn’t see them. I summoned some spears behind the throne, and Chara ran to in front of the throne, panting. I quickly noticed another spear straight through the circle in the Delta Rune, and I shivered at the thought of that being there during our fight.

Hey, Two, do you know anything about the spears? I asked, curious.

They were placed there right before the last reset, and haven’t been activated… Two tried to explain, but I was still confused.

Whats a reset? I asked.

Nevermind. You won’t understand. The voice gave up as I quickly side stepped Chara’s attack, and Flowey hit the kid with a vine making him almost slam into the wall. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed Frisk run into the room, with a worried look on their face.

“Well look who it is,” Flowey smirked. Frisks previously tense face lessened when they saw the Flower, as Chara looked at Frisk menacingly. Frisk pointed at me and then at Chara, and shook their head ferociously.

“This wouldn’t have happened if you didn’t spare the demon, you know, Frisk,” Flowey seemed to hiss at the child. I started hearing a scraping noise, as I suddenly noticed that the two doorways at either side of the room were being covered up by thorny vines just like the ones that poisoned me on Mount Ebott months before. I yelped as a figure jumped through the hole, just as the thorns closed.

“FLOWEY YOU HAVE GONE TOO FAR,” The figure yelled. I blinked my eyes, and instantly recognized the figure.

ME??? I blinked in confusion. Both Frisk and Chara looked overly confused, while Flowey looked at us both in his usual happy expression.

“Have I? I told you what you needed to do last reset,” Flowey chuckled, as this other me griminced. “Undyne, isn’t it obvious, you failed. Your little clone did not obey what you said, and therefore what I said before will happen, just as I said!” Flowey laughed evilly, and the other me summoned some spears, and attempted to hurt Flowey. I frowned and blocked the other Undyne’s spears, and she looked at me, clearly pissed off.

“I told you about the spears, Undyne. You should destroy Flowey,” The other Undyne seethed. I blinked, still shocked, as she facepalmed.

“SNAP OUT OF IT, PARTNER,” The other Undyne snapped. “I told you what you had to do, and you didn’t do it, and I know what I’m talking about.” It took me a couple seconds to realize who I was talking to.

“Two?! You were me all along?” I gaped. Two nodded, and looked back at Flowey.

“What’s your plan this time, huh?” Two said in a sort of hatred. “What’s your big-”

Suddenly, I heard a swish of a knife and the sound of scattering dust. I jumped as I saw Two die into a pile of dust and blood, with Chara behind her.

“YOU,” I growled in anger.

“Me?” The child laughed insanely. “What about ‘me’?”

“YOU KILLED TWO,” I said angrily from a sort of anger that came straight from my soul.

“Yes, and?” Chara smiled evilly.

“AND YOU KILLED MY PARENTS,” My hands shook in pain and shock. Chara laughed at my obvious anger, and I started to walk forward when I realized…

I can’t move. I glanced down at my feet, which were tangled up in vines that snuck up on me, and I frantically went to summon spears from my outstretched hand. Suddenly, thick vines wrapped around my hand, and I pulled on them but they wouldn’t budge.

“WHAT THE HECK, FLOWEY?” I growled at the Flowey. Flowey laughed in amusement, and both Frisk and I glared back.

“You’re not supposed to tear yourselves apart yet, Undyne. I have to explain something first,” Flowey chuckled, his face spreading into a horrifying wide grin.

“Undyne, I have to say I find it hilarious that you would fall right into my trap,” Flowey laughed. “I thought that you would remember me, and do what I told you to do. But nooo, that ‘double’ of you had all of your memories, and fell write into my hands! If you were to be smarter to realize that I knew you and I slipped that fact multiple times to you during when we wrote those stupid maps, then maybe you wouldn’t have failed!”

“But being as inconsistant as you are, you just went on life as if you weren’t getting burned and hurt by numerous ‘dreams’ that you have had for the past, what, year or so? You only just told Alphys, didn’t you? Kid, you have to understand that I have no soul and no compassion, so why the heck would I care if you’re hurt?”

“I don’t care. And that’s the thing you're missing.” Flowey’s vines slowly curled up tightly around my legs until it was hard for me to feel them. “You thought I was your ‘friend’. My question to you, is why in the world would I become friends with a fish?” Flowey paused for a second. Fear creeped up my shoulder, and I struggled violently to get out with no prevail. “... My vines are as strong as metal, Undyne. You can’t win,” Flowey commented.

“So if you wanted me dead, then why didn’t you let me die in the ruins?” I retorted. Flowey smirked in the way I always did in the Underground, and tightened his grip on my arms.

“Because I knew how the timeline would plan out since I’ve seen it once before! I know what to change to get to my goal, now that the resets restart when you all exit the underground. But now since you’ve been remembering resets and what happened before, I’ve needed to change my plan,” He started to swing around to Frisk, when I commented:

“I don’t remember anything, Flowey. What are resets?” I asked as politely as I could in this situation. Flowey looked at me, one of his ‘eyebrows’ raised, and slithered over to me.

“You dont remember?” Flowey laughed.

“I.. I don��t-”

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“How did you gain so much determination?” I heard a voice. I opened my eyes to see Flowey looking up at me, in the same situation as before. I struggled, refusing to answer, as Flowey’s deadly poison seeped into my veins.

“I… I don’t know,” I answered, and I truly meant it. I had no idea how in the world I was in the situation that I was in, but still he didn’t care. There was more spears littered on the floor than there was before, 13 spears to be exact, but still Flowey was uninjured and menacing.

“How about this. I’ll give you a redo. You clearly failed this timeline, and now that you have that power you can reset,” Flowey offered. I instantly nodded, my vision blurry, and the thorns came out of my skin and the fuzziness stopped.

“There is two rules, however:”

“You must kill everyone in your next timeline,” Flowey chuckled.

“No nononono,” I shook my head in pain.

“And if you don’t kill them, your own spears will activate and kill them all,” Flowey hysterically laughed. “It’s not that hard! You’re a monster and you know it! You killed many children before, and why not end all of their suffering now?” Flowey continued. I shook my head in anger.

“Because I’m not a bad person,” I seethed.

“NOT A BAD PERSON? You make me laugh, Undyne. You realize that all of humanity thinks that you’re going to kill them at any moment, right?” Flowey chuckled.

“I know that,” I answered.

“And you’re not going to follow that? I mean, there’s no reason not to,” Flowey smiled. I sighed in annoyance.

“Just show me the damned reset screen already,” I groaned in pain. I felt the vines release me and I fell into a dark void. I slowly stood up and looked around, noticing that this was just like my Sans dream from a while ago, and also from the more recent death dream. I turned around and noticed two buttons; one that said reset and one that said continue.

I pressed reset two times…

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“I remember,” I seethed in annoyance. Flowey laughed and winked.

“I knew you would,” Flowey said and slithered away. Flowey went over to Frisk, who was trembling but still amazingly calm.

“Why the hell does Undyne have the determination?” Flowey asked, his eyes soulless pits of black. Frisk trembled now in fear more than determination, and shook their head.

*I only realized that Undyne gained my powers when she reset, Frisk said quietly. Flowey narrowed his eyes at them, and then turned to me.

“So if you really remember, you know what will happen?” Flowey chuckled. I growled and pulled on the vines so I could look at Flowey right in the face.

“You better not,” I hissed under my voice. Flowey turned around and laughed, and slowly made his way to the throne.

“Golly, you look so mad,” Flowey smiled with his happy face again. “But as I always say, in this world…”

“It’s kill or be killed.”

As soon as he said that, small gaping holes appeared in the wall, showing 11 of the 13 different spears. I quickly noticed that it showed each of my friends doing their usual everyday tasks near the spears, just as Flowey predicted.

“No! NO YOU CANT!” I yelled, tears slowly running down your face.

*I’ll see you next reset, Frisk was crying too, across the room. It was clear that the spear in the king's garden which was right near my feet would hit them. I stretched to try and move it so it didn’t hit them, but my leg was around a inch away from the stick.

Suddenly, the spears blazed with energy. I suddenly realized that there was nothing I could do. I was stuck. I was hurt.

I was not determined.

Before the spears reached their max power, I looked at the holes that showed my friends that I thought as family, and watched them do what they usually did everyday one last time.

Grillby was cleaning his cups that the people drank out of with a slightly burnt cloth. Napstablook was floating near some rocks in the forest, crying. Asgore and Toriel were eating butterscotch pie. The dragon dude that I trained was also in the forest, and talking to his best friend. Mettaton was in one of the human's house, and giving them a hug.

Tears started flowing out of my eyes faster.

The kid, Tristan, was wandering on the top of Mount Ebott. Tem was wandering around his village. Sans was in the fun room, looking at a wall and sleeping while standing up.

Papyrus was in the hospital, gazing at the ceiling. He seems to be the only one actually ready to die, being all solitude like he is.

And Alphys…

Alphys

Alphys was helping the Greater Dog with a thorn it its paw. She poked out the thorn and The Greater Dog whimpered, but she pat his head nonetheless. The Greater Dog quickly sighed and-

The spear went straight through its chest and speared Alphys. I gasped in horror as they all turned to dust, and I glanced to either side of me to see both Chara and Frisk do the same. I suddenly felt sick to my stomach, and seeing all of the blood and the dust didn’t help.

“So how was that?” Flowey laughed.

“You’re fucking sick” I growled.

“Language, Undyne,” Flowey winked and tightened his vines even more to the point that I felt that I would explode.

“Fuck you,” I yelled. Flowey completely ignored what I said, and turned around to look at the ashes of what was left.

“You understand that if you continue, everyone is going to blame it on you?” Flowey chuckled again, and I clenched my hands.

“I understand,” I said through my clenched teeth.

“So you can reset, and then do what I want, right?” Flowey stuck his tongue out. “Kill everyone, and then you get to be happy with who you really are.”

“Fine,” I growled. “Just let me reset already, okay?”

“You have to do it yourself, remember? I can’t reset anymore,” Flowey shrugged. “Have fun passing the time there.”

“#!&$!@*#&$!*@#&$ ARE YOU SERIOUS?” I yelled in both annoyance and pure hatred.

“Golly, you look mad,” Flowey said as he popped into the ground and went away.

“ARE YOU SERIOUS COME BACK HERE YOU LITTLE PAIN THE THE F’N ASS,” I yelled, but nothing came out of the ground. I screamed and struggled but nothing happened. I just stayed there, but nothing happened. I focused all of my thoughts to this reset thing but nothing happened.

I blinked quickly, and something changed. I was in a black room that I remembered before, and there was two buttons just like before: Reset and Continue. I quickly faced the reset button, and reached out to click it.

I clicked it 1...2...3….4……..5

6...7

8

9….10

11

12

13

My hand then disappeared into darkness.