#toriel x sans

[shopkeeps]

they’re so real for that

[pinkcottoncandyss]

They're adorable<33

[monsterroonio]

soriel is a ship I will ship til I die they’re so cute 

[punsmaster69]

12/APR/20XX

i think that was my goal.

remember? the one i was mentionin' about twenty nine pages ago? i'd said something like...

"and when i achieve it?"

"...guess i'll finally close this book for good."

so, i'll count that to be my goal.

therapist agrees, so you can't get on me about that.

sharing inner thoughts was never something i'm great at. so much so that you might've forgotten that's what this was for.

can you believe that? s'posed to be a thought journal. daily mental-state evaluation.

ended up talking about my friends instead.

wasn't for me, i suppose.

...after some amount of pages, huh? geez.

[This calls attention to the fact that the book is much thicker than it was when it started. Seems instead of switching to another one, his journal just... gained pages.]

point is.

seems to me like a good place to stop things at.

i'll give you a final update, and we'll call it. alright?

——

breaking the news went as smoothly as if we'd entered the room and broke a vase on the floor instead. (undyne about did just that.)

the second calamity was when mettaton and my bro show up kinda late

holding hands.

turns out my bro is much more decisive than i am.

apparently it was mettaton first, then paps who decided after a few serious dates.

congrats to 'em.

been deflecting questions best i can all day from the announcements, so i was thankful my bro showing up like that took enough of the heat off me n' tori.

i...

can't stop smiling.

well- alright, that's a given.

but i mean this doofy grin i haven't kept up this long in ages.

i'm not even trying for this one.

all this talk about relationships, i think undyne's gotten excited. talking about marriage and all that. alphys has gone beet red.

grillby and the bar gave me a hell of a lot of pats on the back. i'd be bruised if i weren't bones.

if it wasn't that which would've bruised me, it definitely would have been the punch flowey gave me. the comment that earned me it?

"so..."

"this makes me your dad, right?"

he didn't take it well.

despite the petal-haver's apparent hatred... i think he's secretly glad that toriel's happy.

my bro sure took the news well.

granted, since he already thought me and her were dating, he just was happy for the public announcement.

"WAIT."

"DOES THIS MAKE ME AN UNCLE?!?"

"Are we gonna get another sibling??"

"WAIT, are we gonna get a SKELE-sibling?!?"

"whoa, slow down-"

"Frisk, NO??"

"Do not encourage this BONEHEAD to-"

"I think that is quite enough."

tori puts her foot down on that conversation.

living situations shouldn't change much for now, but maybe we'll figure out something else in the future. (staying with my bro. don't panic.)

concerns about my health have slowed down, as i've gotten more used to daily magic usage. noticed way less bad days recently, right? papyrus still insists on teaching me to use attacks better, so i've got that to look forward to. there might still be ups n' downs health-wise, but i'm confident in getting through 'em now.

paps is noticeably still somewhat anxious about it, fidgeting whenever everything is brought up. which is fair, but. still.

i'll get him a therapist like i've been seeing. an in-person one'll work better for him, i think.

not sure what else'll change, really. everything feels mostly the same.

other than (gasp) public handholding. (scandalous.) every time we're beside one another, tori's finding some form of physical contact.

that's different.

...in a good way.

right now, it looks like the aftermath of a wild party. friends knocked out in random spots; dangling half-off the couch or sprawled across the floor. i think frisk and i are the only ones still awake, since they wanted to put blankets on everyone.

"(Psst. Is one blanket enough?)"

they raise a large blanket in gesture with a questioning look.

i speak extra softly so i don't disturb toriel laying at my side, with her head on my shoulder and an arm across my torso; hand met with mine.

"(yep.)"

"(Kk.)"

frisk lays a blanket over me and tori. they stare contemplatively before speaking.

"....."

"Goodnight, Dad."

"...'night, kid."

welp.

guess that's it, huh?

....

i'm happy.

caring is nice.

———★

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃

[misted-buttercup-enjoyer]

Toby Fox exclusively writes 3 types of love stories

An awkward sweetheart (with a dark side) crushing on a strong, hunky lady (see Undyne and Alphys, Susie and Noelle)

Divorced (see Toriel and Asgore, Spamton and Jevil, King and Queen [even if they're not actually divorced, you know they're divorced])

Queerplatonic-coded, but no one seemed to get the memo (see Sans and Toriel, Asgore and Rudy)

[thechildoffandoms95]

Day 7: Free day I took the free day to finish up the pages from my day 4 submission that I didn't complete . Final Comic: here My submission for day 4 & the quote the mini comic is based on: this

[vampiremeerkat]

One person asked to see this compromised Deviantart Flash animation from 2015, and when one person asks me something, I apparently do it. This storyboard was the second piece of Undertale "fanart" I created at the time, explaining why Asgore's ears are wrong. I never finalized it in any way, I never intended to, but it is the predecessor to this video here.

[wearycow-art]

They are having a couch date

[snowrea0]

Toriel!

[beebeeazzy]

literal queen and her silly goofy short king GRRR I LOVE THEM THEY'RE SO SILLY also SANS WHY ARE YOU KISSING MY MOM HOW CAN YOU EVEN KISS???1

[tiredcringe]

teeny tiny boyfren

[entrysixteen]

soriel propaganda

[alusniper]

• A R T • F I G H T •

💛attack for @tatatale

[deerkidd]

Some Toriels for the cultured ones out there

[punsmaster69]

11/APR/20XX

a small lantern rests on the blanket, illuminating her as she sits waiting patiently in the field. it's cool out, but no breeze makes it just comfortably so. weather seems in our favor.

should i have practiced what i was going to say? maybe. is it more genuine off-the-cuff? maybe. should i have brought flowers or something? maybe.

am i stalling? maybe.

my approach goes unnoticed; the sound of my footsteps dampened in the grass.

deep breath.

"...heya."

"!"

"Sans! Greetings."

smiling warmly as she spoke. i felt my own face get just as warm.

"You are surprisingly on-time."

"what, you think i'd be late to my own invite?"

"...."

"alright, fair."

sitting beside her on the blanket.

"i'll get better about that."

"You have been improving on being late to things already."

"Showing up on time without Papyrus dragging you, even."

"i've been waking up before noon a lot lately."

"Shocking."

"getting dressed for stuff, holding schedules, going places willingly..."

"slowly turnin' into a whole new guy."

"And all it took was almost dying. Who knew?"

"pfft. that probably didn't help."

"though, uh."

"something else happened."

"something other than near-death."

"Hm?"

"Is Papyrus enacting another regimen?"

her head lilts slightly with confusion as i shake my skull "no".

"just started... trying."

shrug.

"started 𝗰𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴."

"...You did not, before?"

smile faltering slightly at the corners.

"neither here nor there."

a quiet nod of understanding.

"What changed?"

"......"

"could write down a list of different reasons for each person we know."

"that'd be a lot to 𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵en to, though."

"Is this what you have been stuck thinking about?"

"would you be shocked to hear that's only a part of it, again?"

"...I get that."

giggling a bit.

my soul feels like it's at tugging me to continue.

....

never been one to do everything exact - skipping a few steps is my nature.

"......"

"can i kiss you?"

was a bit blunter than i meant to be.

tori doesn't even move for a few seconds as it processes.

".......?!"

her face flushes, eyes widening with shock.

"Er-"

"Y-Yes!"

i sit up onto my knees, pausing to look her in the eyes.

"sorry 'bout my lack of lips."

"I have not minded before."

my soul feels like it catches fire. it isn't burning hot. just pleasantly warm.

"..let's grow fat and old together, alright?"

"I would love to."

———

"how did my mom come home covered in blue lipstick"

- frisk

[nonfahoney]

Reapertale belongs to @renrink , I'm never getting tired of them