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[marty-parties]

Happy September 15th! Which, if you didn't know, is 'leave a comment day.' I could be wrong though, since my source is a poll i took on my other blog - either way, i've come up with a fun idea.

In honour of ‘leave a comment day’ i’ve made a list of all of my favourite fanfics/authors that I can think of atm, and I wanna leave a nice little note about them and their work! This isn’t in any particular order, tbh it’s mostly me going through my AO3 bookmarks and re-reading all of my fav fanfic, haha. 

I honestly had no idea 'leave a comment day’ was a thing, and if you didn’t either, show your favourite authors that you appreciate them! Anything from a heart emoji, or a key smash, or an insightful/heartfelt comment will do wonders in terms of showing/being appreciated.

A lot of these fics below have influenced me in some way, big or small, into how/what I write today. I guess I wanted to give thanks where I could. (It’s also just really sick to make a doc full of your favourite things,and I highly implore you to do it too, even if you don’t wanna post it. (That's totally fair, no pressure.) I keep going over in my mind what I like about each fic and ‘oh, this fic is different from that, but it’s still fantastic, oh and this fic, too,’ etc. it’s such a fun little snowball effect of positivity, i definitely recommend you do this if you have time and need a pick me up, haha.)

Little note, here, If you’ve seen that I’ve read your fic, but found you’re not on the list - it’s not that I don’t like you/or work! I probably very well did enjoy it! I found as I was making this list it was taking a lot of my free time. (Free time that i’d rather like to use writing or reading more, haha.) And, I feel like this list is already so wickedly long ‘cause I can't shut my mouth to save my life, to add more might be a little bit much to read all in one go. 😅

So, please don’t be upset if that’s the case! ily *mwah* 

Also, there’s a few nsfw fics mention at the end, so if you’re a minor, pls buzz off,  that content isn’t for you! I also recommend you check the links on some of these fics. I think I’ve included warnings where I think they’re due, but you know yourself better than i do. And, who knows, I might’ve accidentally missed a tag or two - So, please take care of yourself out there! 

You’ll notice i’ve either included a source for either the authors tumbr, or AO3. I originally was going to try and do both, but i lost steam. Each story is linked to their author, on some site, promise. 

Last thing, most of these fics are in the undertale fandom, tbh. It’s been my ride or die since highschool, so i’ve got a lot of love and things to say. You won’t find any frans or foncest here, i’m a reader insert girlie, simply put, and I don't care much for those tags on the fics i read. 

Quick legend here:

Complete = complete work

Ongoing = still updating / i think they’re still update

Incomplete = either hiatus, or just incomplete

So, without further ado- 

 Road Side Attraction (Ongoing, teen+ rating) and Dirty Laundry (Complete, teen+ rating)

By Popatochisp  (AO3) / popattochisp (Tumbr)

I’m going to be grouping together fics by author. Usually when I find one I really like, i really lurk around their tumblr/AO3 for others, haha.

–AND because I can’t think of one fic without the other. I find myself going back to read them both quite frequently, usually on rotation,  they’re my little bedtime stories i keep on repeat in my mind, lol. 

I mean, if you’re in the undertale fandom how can you not know about pop? For me, them (and luluwrites, among a few others i can’t remember rn,) –were really impactful to me growing up, as I think it was to a lot of people. (Tbh they’re still impactful, actually. I find myself going back even pretty often to read the same fics I read in high school.) They’re like the one piece of media you read in English class in high school that sticks with you throughout your adult life. (Looking at you, monkey’s paw.)

Pop has like 1,000 different au’s to choose from, all with fantastic and deep characterizations and lore.( I don’t know how they do it, i’m only writing a/b ONE skeleton rn, and i feel like a hamster on a wheel trying to get his characterization right.  I couldn’t imagine doing that for every single au they have. God damn.) 

I especially love Roadside Attraction, because of how easily i can relate to it? I’m deep in the sticks, a town more populated by livestock and people. When I read this, I can really put myself i MC’s shoes - b/c i’ve been there! (Hah, maybe not the dating skeletons part, granted, lol.) But it’s such a fantastic read, I love any and all media that has a vibe that it could take place in like a   rural Montana. (think scenes in Twilight. Tall spruce/pine trees, misty morning, the possibility of seeing bigfoot, that sorta thing.) 

And Dirty Laundry? Come on, dude. What a love letter to the swapfell universe, truly. If you haven't read it, you gotta. The world building, and the changing POV’s are so damn good, that every chapter feels crisp, and like you’ve got a really good inside scoop of each character. You can’t knock the characterization in this one, fellas. All the dynamics are so dead on - how Sans and Papyrus interact, how Sans and Alphys – dude, even how Sans and Toriel interact read so deeply in character. Everyone’s motives and ideas make sense to each character and the conflict that it  brings. Big fan. 10/10, will definitely read again and again. (There’s also a ‘Menswear addition, where the reader has he/him pronouns if that’s your cup of tea!) 

Bones Picked Clean (Incomplete, teen+ rating) and) Apéritifs (Ongoing, Mature rating)

By Skelezbian (tumblr) / luluwrites (on AO3)

Woof, where do I start?? I think Bones Picked Clean is another one of the first fics I remember being a really impactful piece of undertale fanwork that stuck with me. I know they’re not the one who created the whole ‘lodge’ scenario, (if you know, you know. Thank you @Tyrant_Tortoise, we’ll be seeing you next,) but they put a spin on it that is so interesting to see. The problems feel very realistic, like something that can easily happen in a house full of busy bodies with not enough communication. And, ohmygod the MC. My first love, truly. You get to see each set of skeleton brother’s, and watch how MC’s befriends them all. Granted, they have a track record of putting themselves in dangerous situations, for reasons revealed in the fic, but they’ve got a heart of gold, and a PHD in being a sweetheart.

The horrortale boys really shine here. I haven’t read much horrortale centric fanfics, but I really like the soft horrorale’ spin. The healing after the damage, the sunshine after the storm, watching the fauna overgrow, etc. I love watching characters grow when love is shown, and here, you can really see it here. I love domesticity, and using food as a love language– which is something this fic has in spades!

(I also love love swapfell characterization in this fic, chapter 13 does a REALLY good job of walking you through the mindspace of sf pap. But in terms of favourties, i’d have to say that would be Chapter 18. You get to see sf pap’s relationship with his brother!  You really see/understand their dynamic, and how they really act as brothers behind closed doors. The other reason it’s a favourite is the inherit domesticity! Maybe I’m a sucker for the normie, slice of life, but how MC and sans chit chat at the start of the chapter is so cute! )

Warning: mention of past cannibalism, past murder, past abuse? I think that’s it, maybe check the tags to be sure. They sound scary, but I promise it’s a very sweet story. 

Ohh, Apéritifs. First of all, what a clever name! I’m a sucker for word play, and this title alone really did it for me, haha. (if you don’t get it, please google ‘define Apéritifs’, and you’ll be just as jazzed as me.)  They’re three stand alone one-shots featuring a  different skeleton each chapter. I will say, I think chapter 3 is my fav. It’s actually heavily inspired me to make one of my one shots - it’s that good! I love the world building in it, as well. Really, you can’t go wrong. (Lulu really knows how to nail flirty dialogue, in very funny ways. ‘“so, you a fan of spare ribs, or just mine?”’ (ch. 3 – Apéritifs) KILLS ME, oh my god, what a funny flirty little one-liner. 

Skeleton Squatters and The LandLady (Incomplete, teen+ rating)

By Tyrant_Tortoise (AO3) tyranttortoise (Tumblr)

Man– SSLL walked so we all could run. The amount of ‘lodge’ type fanfic dynamic i’ve seen, BECAUSE of this fic is wild. I might be wrong in saying this, but I think they were the one who came up with the whole ‘lodge’ type scenario, like all the reverse harems with all the au’s. 

I haven’t read anything of theirs in a long time, but I wanna pay my respects where respects are due. Tyrant made one hell of an influential fanfic, enough so, that I’m pretty sure if I had a timeline of fandom evolution on undertale alone– I think there would be a noticeable difference in the before and after SSLL.  Which, is so sick!! To have influenced a whole fandom with a concept that we’re still seeing it years later? (I get that trends sorta tend to last longer in fandoms than they do irl, but isn’t that such a neat thing to think about?) 

I’m going to age myself (and maybe you, reading this a bit, but–) the first chapter was posted in 2017. 2017! Isn’t that nuts to think about? I was literally 17 at the time. No WONDER it stuck with me, my teenage brain was looking for all the  serotonin it could get from fandoms.  (wow. Things haven't changed all that much for me, haha. 

Skeleton Ex Machina (Incomplete, teen+ rating)

By Cryptid_jack (AO3)

Ohh, okay, for all the SSLL fans out there, you probably already know who cryptid_jack is. And if not, I'll gladly tell you!

They’ve made this cool ass AI AU (it’s a LOT cooler than it sounds, I promise!) in their words, ‘a fanfic of a fanfic’ that’s actually in Skeleton Squatters and The LandLady (see above.) I’d recommend reading SSLL to fully understand this - although, if you’re good at picking up context clues, or maybe don’t mind missing some context, I don’t necessarily think you’d have to, since jack does a really good job of showing the reader everything that’s going on. (although, i really  recommend you do.)

I think this au is so cool, it’s literally tagged as ‘Quarantine Sans’ (which, i’ll be the first to say, that maybe that name didn’t hold up too well, with recent 2020 events, an’ all that. Pandemic aside, it’s a cool name for an AU!) 

It’s also really fun to see two friends in the fandom interact with each other's works like this. Even reading the note at the start of the fic, you can just feel the camaraderie and care that went into paying each other's proper respects. 

Big big ups, hats off to proper manners and friendship!

All’s Fair In Love and (Prank) War (Incomplete, teen+ rating)

By torrikor (AO3)

Ohh, this is a short and sweet 2 chapter read. I don’t the author is going to circle back to it, but i suggest you read it anyways! the idea is so so good! In essence, MC and sf sans are roommates, and MC starts a prank war. I love love love their dynamic, their bickering is a real treat to read, that, coupled with their size difference? Sign me up!

My Favorite Thing (Complete, teen+ rating) and A Conversation Starter ( Complete, teen+ rating) 

By peachwhimzy (AO3) peachwhimzy-things (Tumblr)

I’m a slut for their characterization of sf pap here, oh my god. Both are so so good, and i know  i must sound like a broken record by saying I love how this author interpreted his character - but i can’t help it! So many people have good ideas and ways to showcase a character! Sue me.  

A Conversation Starter is another one that’s inspired me to write a little one-shot. It’s so fantastically written, sf Papyrus and MC are at a bus station, both the first human and monster either have met. The world building is subtle, but wonderfully done. MC is so damn cute in this, and so is Papyrus, who’s really just trying to keep the conversation going, lol. There’s a delightful slice of life aspect to this. 

Honestly, a lot of of Peach’s work feel very domestic, and sweet, and romantic. Sorta like i’m reading a studio Ghibli movie. Do yourself a favour and go check em out!

Late Night Shift Romance (Complete, teen+ rating)

By Inumaru12 (AO3)

The one fic on here that’s not a romance,how about that. (I guess that’s not technically true. There's possibly something budding, if you squint. I always read it as platonic friendship- it’s fanfic! Read it with whatever context you’d like!)

Burgerpants and MC are at the same convenient store late at night, and there’s a robbery. Friendship ensues. I love seeing the background character of undertale, and honestly, who doesn't relate to Burgerpants? Perpetually working shitty minimum wage jobs, trying to chase his dreams - that’s rough. I appreciate a character who can give a nod to class solidarity.. I think Inmuaru12 did so well writing his character, it feels like he was plucked out of the game himself, haha. 

My Dearly Detested Delivery Man, (Complete, teen+ rating) and Black Coffee (Complete, general audiences rating) 

By Little_old_lady (AO3)

Lol yet another set of swap fics, haha. (Yet another great example of different interpretations of the swapfell au!)

My Dearly Detested Delivery man is so  fun, I love an ‘enemies to friends to lovers’ type of fic. I love the dialogue, it’s so funny! Like almost sitcom-esk with how good the one liners are. I think my favourite thing about writing fanfic is the dialogue- but reading what other authors have cooked up is such a treat, too. I love seeing authors with a certain brand of wit/cleverness they think the character would have, and seeing their own comedy bleed through, too sometimes. Little_old_lady does a good job showing the reader what you can gleam from the characters with how they talk to each other, in a way that sets the tone for their relationship. (whether it’s platonic, romantic, etc.)  There’s so many ways you can show friendship, but I think the “passion” (lmao I don’t know what else to call it!)  that’s at the heart of any argument is what can create the difference between friends arguing, vs two people who could be more. (Better put, I think what I like about two characters arguing is the sorta obvious chemistry it can create.) 

Black Coffee does a good job about that too! I’ll be the first and last to say that I love any characters whose love language is ‘argue’ (lol even though irl I wouldn’t last long in any relationship like that, haha. ) I can be hit or miss with a soulmate au, but there’s another layer that I think undertale adds another level to in a soulmate au-since the game established that monsters and magic are real— that it almost feels a little more plausible of an au, than say, a soulmate AU of parks and rec? (no hate on the au or parks and rec, haha. I guess it just feels more “realistic” being that undertale is already a world made of magic, that magical soulmates, is one more step into weird that also makes sense?) I also love the bro-ship mc has with pap, in this one. Coming from someone who’s constantly worked retail/with customers one-on-one, somedays you want to go ape shit, so it’s nice to see an MC who can.

Half Your Age Plus Seven (Complete, teen+ rating) 

By KassyKins

Ohhh, what a little treat this was to read. Tragedy! Romance! Love-rivalry! (NOT a love triangle!) People just Trying to do their best, they’ve got it all! This is another MC i’m in love with. They know what they love, and what they’re passionate about, but when push comes to shove, they’ll choose their family over themselves every single time. I think it’s a very admirable trait to have, integrity, and the ability to self-sacrifice.  I think those two tropes/characteristics can really lead a story in so many interesting directions - weather it be an MC who’s too self-sacrificing, giving parts of themselves to everyone, leaving nothing for themselves, or an MC who’s pushing themselves through the ringer trying to do what they think is right according to their integrity, burning them up in the process.  In this particular case, it’s maybe a little bit of both, coupled with (sad) a slice of life meet cute, with a healthy dose of growing pains. 

There’s something about it that always hits extra hard to me, the ‘thrust into the lime light, or power, or a position they have no business being in. But, they’ve got people on the line, their people to take care of, so by god they’ll try.’ There’s something so tragic and poetic about it – but who knows, maybe I'm waxing poetic about the eldest daughter trope. 

This fic really nicely written, and there’s so many fun hijinks and shenanigans in there to make you chuckle. Featuring another MC who’s able to shout at their boss and get away with it- big ups from me, lets goooooo working class!

Fair warning, this is a notable age gap from MC and swapfell gold sans. It is talked about in the story as well. I personally don’t mind it too much, but if that’s a no-go from you, you’ve been warned. (Maybe just check the tags on this one, (spoilers!) I know someone gets pregnant later. But, I know that can freak some folks out, so, heads up.) 

There’s some smut mentioned, but it doesn’t go into detail about it, so i’ll leave it above the NSFW section. Just fair warning! (Maybe not a story for minors? I don’t know, read at your own discretion if you are?) 

For the smut mention, be warned that I couldn’t find any age in their bio, do with that what you will. 

And Now It’s Crystal Clear(Complete, teen+ rating)

By nighttimelights (AO3)

Oh, man. What another banger read. 

Fun fact- i read this in . . . highschool? But i forgot the name of the fic,and it took me FOREVER, im talking YEARS before I found it again. I actually gave up the hunt, and just found it again one day– what an utter joy that was for me to rediscover it. I felt like I ran into my highschool sweetheart at the grocery store after not thinking about them in years. 

It’s really cool concept on the whole ‘machine gaster’ situation. I respect someone so damn much who incorporates a bit of sci-sfi in their fics, I have no idea how to write it, but I love to read it/see it in media. So to see it, and understand it, and how it’s relevant to the plot is a real treat!

I also love the ending.  :)

Wish Bone (Ongoing, Explicit rating)

By timeofjuly

I could not, in good conscience make this list without including my bestie, the OG and probably the reason why I'm actually posting what I'm writing today. I really can’t sing their praises high enough – but for the sake of comment day, I sure can try, haha.

July really does a good job of creating a wicked atmosphere in her works. The stark difference between Wish Bone (a political romance drama) and Resisting the Currents (reverse harem, but the gf likes you too. It's linked in the nsfw section, please check it out if you can.) is so incredible – they’re really an author that can do both, haha. Even though both fics are so different, what they have in common is their ability to get you right in your feelings, in whichever way the story calls for. 

In Wishbone  – Flint (the MC) has a bad case of being a massive asshole, that’s verging on becoming chronic. Their paranoia has caused their head to permanently be a swivel, and they’ve developed a taste for their own brand of Justice (however malicious as it is.)  That sounds like the start of a vigilante story, but in all truth, Flint is a dick. Which, is another thing July is great at! Writing MC’s who are assholes! You love to hate them, you hate that you love them! 

This is a MC x sf Pap, and later X sf Sans as well, If you’re hoping for a sappy romance, you’ve come to the wrong place. This is a reluctant soulmate AU fic, a fantastic spin on the traditionally very romantic au, a meet ugly, sort of vibe. If you love arguing, political drama, fantastic world building, and a very, sad, broken MC – you’re going to love this. Hell, even if how I described it doesn’t sound appealing to you – I implore you to check it out anyways. July will absolutely knock you on your ass with her writing. By god, there’s themes, motifs and symbolism that I'm not smart enough to analyse, let alone talk about. Whether July intentionally put them there or not, I have no idea, but they’re there and it adds another layer of depth in a delightfully, painful soul crushing way. 

Go, see what I mean for yourself! 

Tbh, i feel like I could go on forever about what I love about their fics, and my little personal theories on them – but I feel like I already look pretty unhinged. For the sake of my ego, i’ve gotta move on. 

In terms of warnings, I think I sorta covered them? There's Plenty of anger, and hatred, ummm monster phobia? There might be some sorta nsfw stuff down the line, thus the rating, but as it stands now it’s smut free! Just a heads up, I suppose. 

 In Two weeks time and Red is my favorite color

By who_wants_a_muffin (AO3) 

My other current ongoing fav, in two weeks time! Another swapfell sans one, to the surprise of absolute of no one, haha. 

This MC is a dude! A man! Which is a refreshing change up, I don’t think there’s many many fics out there with a male leaning/male dominant MC’s. The characterization of MC is very good, 

is so so good, it’s and X sf sans, and he’s got the exact right amount of snark and sass to keep you coming back, haha. (Or, I guess in this case, he keeps coming back. MC works at the pool he frequents.) Their banter is really fun to read, bordering on bickering, really. They’re almost like a little old married couple, haha. Which is to say, you can really feel the chemistry they have even though they’re basically strangers. 

sf Papyrus is such a little shit in this one, i love it. He’s perpetually the youngest brother, and how Muffin writes him is so snarky and funny, and very endearing. 

The chapters are short and sweet, enough so that you can read it a few times in the same day and still enjoy it, even though his updating schedule is crazy fast! I don’t know how he does it, but they’re just motoring along, haha. I get excited whenever I get an email saying Muffin updated. It’s like a little treat to brighten your week.

I’ve been reading a bit of his other stuff, and he just gets it! Like the dynamic between MC and fell sans in Red in my favorite color, is just perfect. I love the soft!underfell au, and he does a really good job of capturing how underfell sans straddles the line between being a bad boy, and a boy that's not all that bad.

I also love the notes he writes, ‘Hello gays and other assorted sillies!’ (from Chapter 2 in Red in my favorite color,) Like COME ON, that’s so funny! 

– Undertale related 

Bonley Hearts Club (Demo available, Ongoing, teen+ rating) 

Bonely Hearts Club (tumblr) 

owl-bones (tumblr) is the Developer and Director and (self proclaimed! I’m not being mean!) Lead Nerd.  Here is a link to their cast, although it might not be fully updated. (It’s  \a big one, so I'm going to leave it as a link.) 

I don’t even know how to begin to explain my love for Bonely Hearts Club. It’s a fanmade game, made entirely of love, which you can tell, even before you play it. The sprites are so cute, and fantastic, and the writing is so in character and on point, do not get me started on the voice acting - which is also incredible. I’m not kidding, when I first played the demo, I immediately followed the voice actors on tumblr after, haha. 

This is the kinda piece of art that you just stand back and look at it, and just go ‘wow’. It’s such a big undertaking! I know very little about game development, but from what i vault remember from my comp sci class - is that is’s hard. Mad respect from me to Owl, and everyone a part of the team/process. 

This is off topic, but I wonder if Toby Fox has read any of these fics, or played the demo of this dating sim, like in the same way Alex Hursh has played a bit of Swooning Over Stans: A Grunkle Dating Sim. I’d pay serious money to have Toby play the dating sim demo. God, could you imagine the energy in that livestream? It would be goddamn electric.

[ Soul Redacted ] (Completed, teen rating) and The Great Noodle Jape (Completed, teen rating) 

By nighttimepixels (game jolt) nighttimepixels (tumblr) 

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Good god, talk about a . . .what, triple, quadruple threat? There’s nothing nighttimepixels can’t do. They write, they make art, they’ve made two complete games, (and the beginning of another,) and they animate!! Like oh my god! Another love letter to the fandom, everything they do is so so good. 

[Soul Redacted] is a very cool rpg sidescroller explorer/mystery, and i’d say a touche of sci-fi in there, too. It has fantastic writing, and features Q! (from Cryptid_jack au, in Skeleton Squatters and The LandLady fromTyrant_Tortoise  fic! see above for all!) Truth be told, I got a little scared playing this. Granted, I played it at like 2 am in the dark - and I am a coward lol. I don’t think the average person will get scared, but fair warning anyways, haha. 

They’re not into the undertale fandom anymore, I don't think. Which is sad to hear, but also understandable. It’s not fun making art and other creations if you’ve lost that spark there. However, if you’re a mass effect fan, they’re making a bunch of art on their other bog. I personally really love their art style, so i’ll gladly keep checking back. Also, there’s so much undertale content on their blog that you’ll be good for a long while. And if not, you can always go back and look again! If you can’t experience it for the first time, the next best thing is to experience it again. 

Warning: I think there’s some flashing lights at some point? Maybe double check the tags on that one if that’s a concern for you. 

The Great Noodle Jape is so damn cute. As night put it, ‘a visnov style silly whodunit’, which I think it captures it perfectly. The writing is so fun, all the characters feel very well written/in character, and i love how they all interact with each other. As well, the sprites are so fantastic! Night has that kind of art style where you just know it's theirs without needing to confirm. 

No warnings that I could think of, other than you’ll be wishing for the experience of playing it for the first time once you’re done.

– non-Undertale related fics - 

Cult of the Lamb—

The Rehabilitation of Death 

By bamsara (AO3) / bamsara (Tumblr)

WOOF. I am an ‘happy ending angst’ lover, and a ‘energies to lovers slow burn,’ and this fic takes the cake on both regards. Truly, who could pine better than a god, who’s named literally ‘The One Who Waits’? What an aptly named character for one of the major troupes in the fic, haha.

But for all you freaks out there (lol me) who don’t mind horror some of the time, I recommend reading it! Even if you’re not into CoTL, the pining is so goddamn good! (Considering it’s about gods, they’ve been pining for hundreds of years without even knowing it–  the slowest of burns, like oh my GOD.) Bam also is known to post longer chapters- so if you like a read that lasts a couple days, PLEASE do yourself a favour and check it out. I don’t wanna spoil anything, but they’re getting to the part where the main couple is starting to be nice to each other, plus, the subplot B couple is starting to sorta shack up too. There are so many good, funny dynamics that are in this fic, that I don’t have enough words to properly explain them. 

They also make fantastic artwork and sketches for just about each scene in their fics - which for all you visual girlies out there (myself, haha.) I think you’d appreciate it! I wish I was that type of triple threat, but I think i’d burn out too quickly if I was also drawing scenes of my fics – which is why I think it’s so impressive when other authors/artists do it! 

 They do art streams pretty frequently, too, and they make stickers too! A true triple threat, 

Just, fair warning-  like Cult of the Lamb (the game the fic is based off,)  this fic mentions a lot about gore, and death, and mention of cults and religion. So if any of that is a turn off, or something you don’t like to read about, this might not be your cup of tea. 

Non-fanfic Undertale fandom related material– 

FNAF—

Solar Lunacy (Incomplete, Mature)

By BamSara

(I kept these two separate on the account they’re different fandoms, lol) 

I was very briefly into the FNAF fandom, I only read a handful of fics— but Solar Lunacy really stuck with me!

Robots with trauma! An overly curious MC! I think what I like most about this, is how driven mc is? Usually it gets them into trouble, haha, but I love that troupe where the MC really puts themselves through the wringer looking for answers. (I.e like ford and bill from gravity falls.)  

What’s not to love? For all you robot fans out there, it’s pretty sick! I’m sure if you dig deep enough on Bam’s tumblr you’ll find all their old DCA fanart, and draw parts from this fic. 

Fair warning! Scary robots, the regular tags of the fnaf fandom (past child abuse/past child murder), robots don’t understand boundaries, maybe check the tags on this one, just in case. 

Sleuth Jesters (Series!) (Complete, teen+ and mature ratings, depending on which fic in the series you’re reading.)

By naffeclipse (AO3)

This was the other FNAF fanfic that really stuck with me when I had the robot bug. (lol)  I’ll be the first one to admit that I’m not overly into the whole ‘mafia boss’ side of self-ships, but if I had to choose one to read for the rest of time –  it would definitely be this one. It’s like a detective noir, where mc is the vigilante who’s only law they follow is their grey moral code - but usually it’s for the good! So you can’t really feel to bad about that, haha. 

Tbh it’s almost hard to verbalise what I like about it, it’s one of those fics that give you a feeling you can’t name, and it’s so frustrating to have this unnamed feeling you can’t quite pinpoint! (PLEASE tell me some of ya’ll know what i’m talking about!)

I feel so tragically for the MC, if that makes sense? They’re constantly putting themselves in harm's way for answers, and for others.  They’re selfless, yet selfish, and they never let anyone too close, except for when they do. There’s some heavy themes and very toxic relationships, but there’s a happy ending! 

Ahh warning for a very possessive, toxic robot, and kidnapping in later fics - i suggest you read the tags just in case! Bam is really good at tagging triggers accordingly, 

Fair warning: blood and injury, very possessive character, toxic relationships (one sided), mention of injury, violence, kidnapping, guns, gunshot  wounds, shootouts, broken bone- probably some more. I recommend checking the tags on this one as well, just to be on the safe side. 

NSFW Below – Minors get out of here pls!

A quick mention, before I get into this–

I tried to check and make sure all the authors below are all well over 18, i’ve indicated which link has their age posted in their bio’s if you’d like to check for yourself. If I couldn’t find it, I made sure to be clear that I don't know. 

Just doing some light housekeeping, here. You should also check the tags on each fic for what kinda . . . stuff it has, lol. 

Play With Me (Incomplete, explicit rating) 

By grimrester (AO3) / grimrester  (tumblr/ age in bio here.) 

Oh my god. Oh my god! For all you queers on the ace/aromatic spectrum just like me, this is the fic for you!

I could easily go back and read this again and again - tbh I already do. It’s plot with porn, and then it turns into porn with plot, but emotional!  love the relationship between MC and Sans. There's something about their intimacy that’s so casual (maybe not the right word for what I mean,) but vulnerable, and realistic, but very enthusiastic and personal? I don’t think I even have the right words to properly and fully describe what all I like about this fic, but what I do know is that I like it a lot, haha. 

I like that it shows sex and intimacy in a different way. I know it’s pretty common for undertale smut to have some kind of ecto junk involved - this one doesn’t. I personally, like the creativity involved in thinking different ways a person can get off that isn’t just penetration. (Don’t get me wrong, that’s in here too, but that comes a little bit later.) 

I’m also s Big Fan of the sf sans interpretation here. It’s like a soft swapfell, one of my favourite version of him. I said it already, but there’s so many ways a person can go with his character, and I really really like the worldbuilding. It’s a nice subtle nod told through the characters. I love his relationship he has with Alphys, it all feels so incredibly in line with the character, even though he’s a swapfell version, he still does have some sort of friendship with her – even if to him it’s under a guise. To me, it’s one of those things that you can see the core traits that make him a sans, and that’s a hard needle to thread! Just an all around great character study. 

ALSO, I think I have a particular penchant for MC’s with oddly specific niche jobs?? In my heart of hearts, Pixy’s (the name of the arcade MC owns in Play with Me) is like right next door to Faunas (the name of the pot store my MC owns in Into The Weeds.) 

Warnings: i’m pretty sure this one is tagged accordingly on AO3, so i’m not going to tag it all here, just know there’s smut. 

Something Good (Ongoing, Mature) 

By skeletonlvr22 (AO3)

WARNING: No age in bio that I could find. This fic isn’t at the smut yet - but becuase of the 'eventual smut' tag, and for the sake of transparency, i’m letting you know. (I’m like 90% sure this person is an adult though, since there’s a tag thanking their husband for their help.) Do what you will with this info, you’ve been warned. 

This is another one of my current reading obsessions lately! 

I think i’m realizing I have a particular penchant for some of the lesser known au’s? (niche, I suppose?) Fellswap Gold Pap sets out on his own in only his trusty bus, to explore the surface above, away from the (over-) protective eyes of his brother. 

This is the escape fantasy of my dreams. A stray skeleton on the adventure of his lifetime, seeing the sights and the city lights. The romance portion in the later chapters is so damn cute too, it’s very much the ‘first love’, type of romance that’s very sweet and charming. (also, c’mon, who doesn't love a coming of age story?) Love love seeing a Fellswap Gold fic, and a Papyrus based one, too! People are so damn creative, I never would've ever thought of this plot for a fic, but now that I know it’s real, I love it!I I’m really not kidding when I say it’s prime escape fantasy material -  I think it would be the cats ass to have a van and travel across north america, thanks skeletonlv22 for letting me vicariously live through Pap in your fic. :) 

Warning: Only the ones i’ve given at the top! It’s a very cute story. I put it in the NSFW section b/c of the eventual smut, there’s none in it now – although, they certainly are starting to get flirty. 

Resisting the Currents (Ongoing, Explicit) 

By timeofjuly (AO3) timeofjuly (Tumblr) 

WARNING: No age in bio that I could find, but I’ve been chit-chatting with July for months now and i’m 99.99% sure they’re well above 18. It’s not my info to give out, and i’m trying to be transparent on my end, do with this info what you will! 

Edit: age confirmed in the tags!

This is easily another fav of mine for sure. 

Resisting the Currents is a reverse harem fic (with all the au’s!) but with a twist - the gf likes you too! It’s a refreshing take on the ‘reverse harem’ tag you see often in the undertale fandom - and holy shit, truly ‘only love can hurt like this.’ The relationship they have with the MC is so painful, verging on devastating. There’s love there! There is! But there’s also hurt, and a lot of it, the kind that doesn’t just go away, not on its own, anyway. I’m trying not to spoil too much, because I truly think you should read it for yourself. 

But, Oh My God, their MC? Holyshit- I have a(n aforementioned) weakness for impressionable MC’s, oftentimes, I end up loving them more than the love interest in the fics.  I can’t help it! The electrician is personable, relatable, and funny! They’re a lovable goofball with a rough past, with a history of doing the wrong things.They're recovering/recovered? (I’m not too sure which is the correct term, here,) drug addict, and they’ve come a long way! They’ve changed a lot, and I love love love to see that kind of realism in an MC. 

If you’re reading RtC (which you should be,) you can 100% see me going apeshit in the comments trying to figure out what the elections and Quinn’s deal is. (ESPECIALLY chapter 11!

(Sorry if they’re not coherent, at one point, those theories made sense in my head, but looking back on them, I think they’re more so like the crazed ramblings of a conspiracy theorist, haha.) 

This fic is in the NSFW section b/c it does have a chapter where two characters get it on, but i can’t say that’s what the whole story is about. I put it down here to be safe rather than sorry, haha. 

Ahh, fair warning, there is past drug mention, and past abuse child abuse I think? Plus, a bit of mention of religion and the negative effects that can have on a person. Read the tags just to be safe!

Shark Teeth (Complete, Mature rating)

By luluwrites (AO3) skelezbian (Tumblr)

Warning: No age in bio that I could find. If it makes you feel any better, they joined AO3 in 2012, while I joined in 2016 and i’m 24 currently. I’m not good at math, but I think we’re all in the clear here. But like always, do with this info what you will! 

I will say, this isn’t full on smut - it’s saucy, but I’m trying to keep anything suggestive, kinda together? 

Not to divulge myself too furiously here, but uh–There’s not a day that goes by where I don’t think about Shark teeth. C’mon. Y'all get it, right? It’s just a funny, saucy little number! A funny moment that happens between couples that we get to see. There’s so many different interpretations on the fellswaps, (I know i’ve said it a lot,) but Lulu’s just happens to be one of my favourites interpretations!! Sf Sans is a very precarious character, and I think Lulu does a good job showing that the swaps can be written in a multitude of ways, he doesn’t just have to be the dickhead all the time, lmao. They really do a good job showing how he shines, y’know?

Warning: teeth and/or biting? Not full on smut, or anything, but it is saucy. So, take that into consideration. 

The Fulfilling Ordeal of Being Known (Complete, explicit) 

By nighttimepixels (tumblr) / // active on twitter lethalhoopla (age mention in bio here) 

Ohhh, for all my sapphics out there – you’re going to love this. 

Blade (fem  horrortale sans, who’s apart of her ‘Lillytale’ au, a sapphic take on all the au’s,) and MC settling down for a nice night in, MC playing breath of the wild (BIG UPPS, great game, lol) while Blade plays some games of their own - hopefully you get the picture. 

Just some great lady-lovin’ smut! Size difference! If you love the pillow princess treatment, this is the fic for you.

Warnings: (Lesbians? Queers?) really going to town on each other, def NSFW. Check the tags before reading, it’s nothing Dead Dove, or anything - just want you to be aware. 

mothiepixie (tumblr / age in bio here)

mothiepixie (twitter, age in bio here too) 

No fic to tag, but their art? AHHHHH. They’re more active on twitter than tumblr since The Ban, but ohhh their art is very, very good. Very great if you like fictional hunky men, and beautiful shapely ladies. 

Warnings: tasteful (shameless) smut, you’ve been warned, lol

Woof. That was a lot of typing. If you made it this far, circle back to one of the recommendations above and get to reading!

[makeartnotfriends23]

Holy shit this was a crazy 50 hours worth of work lmao

This is a mass attack for Art Fight I thought it would be cool to draw a bunch of Magnus Archives fan ocs!

From left to right

Page 1:

@coelacanth-designs , (my oc Ru), @roaringcheesecake , @flightdrawz , Wilbiegxlibi , @metannoyuhhh , @lobotofish , @kingthreshie-official , @sgrunklylimes , Winter-Animates , @ceaselesswatchersspecialboy , Jackpostsart , CastieIMZ , @torrikor , @calimaricutlery , Twisted_finches

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randomnerdblogs , eryxerite , CosMosOreos , Fawnuss , @octoxicash , @zacharieribbit , Clowning_sketches , @oh-shit-i-spilled-my-genderfluid , Sleebyfrey , Shiimmeerrs , LACCAR1A , Moth_Is_Sleeping , @notveryfish , @starshoteyes , @po-1-yb-1-us , @ttarttarus , @wickerfox , Artefactstorage , @caramella-cella , drkstlkrs

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Battry.acid , @subretinal , @glacial-art , QuintessentialCrisis , @jacaranda-jack , @hawkfurze , @zandiks-legacy , @cultspawn , @spacejunksally , @serseyl , @xenonymousj , Gooeylord , @kowbojki , Candlekove , @spellboundcities , @cretaceous-park , Coffinthusiast , @seldritchowl , @saltwaterpisces

Hope you enjoy :)

[skatankata]

Artfight big boy post nr 2 All these ocs rock you should follow each and every one of these people

Vurvian TheZodiacLord

Nuobu Lagenas

Deirdre @dewphox

Pippy Bijozakura @corsairspade

Sol @torrikor

Nerenor CupcakeForMyKitten

[rinnuah]

commission for @calimaricutlery, featuring @torrikor's gorgeous character Sol! thank you so much again, this has been an incredible treat <3

[me-and-my-gaster]

A little nap thing to stab @calimaricutlery and @torrikor.

Stabby stab stab.

[nocturneeros]

UP TO NO GOOD

OC x OC — Enby x Enby — BG3 (Homebrew/AU)

Commission for @calimaricutlery & @torrikor!

Rhylfein — He/She/They Sol — They/It CONTENT: Smut, consensual, aphrodisiacs

Like usual, Sol has been up in that attic of theirs for quite a while. Throwing things together and seeing what sticks, no doubt. Rhylfein expects them to be down any moment now, chattering away about whatever the latest developments in one of their newest projects is.

One of many, at least. It’s a bit of a struggle to keep track of which thing Sol is working on at any one given moment. He isn’t quite sure if they’re even able to keep track of that.

Not that he’s going to have to worry about that for long — no sooner does he think of it than the shorter drow comes downstairs, holding a vaguely heart-shaped bottle with some sort of blue liquid inside of it.

Seeing this, Rhylfein cocks an eyebrow, already suspicious of that familiar ‘I am doing something potentially crazy and about to drag you into it with me’ look in Sol’s eyes. “... A love potion?” She’s making a guess here, though she has no idea what Sol would need a love potion for. Not for their relationship, surely.

Hopefully.

Maybe it’s planning to test the potion on someone else, though.

Which is fine with Rhylfein. Better them than her.

Sol responds in the negative, giving the potion in its hand a slight shake for emphasis. “Nope! Here, try it!”

Rhylfein’s eyes narrow, go to the potion in its hands again, and then back to Sol’s face.

Maybe they had hoped too soon that they would not be a guinea pig here.

“... What is it.” That doesn’t even sound like a question. “Did you even try it yourself first?” That one does, at least.

Sol stares right back at them. “Obviously.”

Rhylfein frowns, but doesn’t really think Sol is going to try killing him or whatever, so he nods along and sighs like a dramatic baby about it despite extending his indigo hand. “Fine, then. How much should I drink? The whole thing, or what?”

Sol bites the inside of their mouth. Seeing how badly he’d be affected by so much of it would be fun… They only took a few swigs of it themself and were already feeling flushed enough that they want to strip from their clothes. And thinking about Rhylfein all desperate and needy under them is exciting…

But they won’t do that to him.

This time.

“Less than half, prob’ly.”

Probably.

Rhylfein gives a small huff of amusement before, with a light shrug, bringing the bottle up to his lips and tilting his head back. It tastes like overcooked cabbage sliding down his throat, and he almost gags, but that would be rather unbecoming, so he settles for stifling his reaction into a grimace, forcing himself to drink just a bit more before he passes it back to Sol.

“Ugh… Is it supposed to taste that terrible? What is it?”

Hmm… She actually drank more of it than I did…

“Well, ‘s not supposed to taste bad. It just happens to.” Its eyes focus in on her taller form, trying to catch any tell-tale signs of increased arousal. “It’s an aphrodisiac.”

Ah. Now it tells me. After I drank it.

“An aphrodisiac?” She shouldn’t be surprised, really. They get up to all sorts of crazy antics together in bed as is. And it’s not like she’s really complaining… Especially since she’s starting to feel all warm now.

“Yup! Wanna go try it out?”

“We’re already trying it out.”

Sol rolls its eyes at this. “You know what I mean! Wanna see if it changes anything?”

The invitation sends a jolt of arousal through her body, so of course she’s not going to turn it down. “Welll… I suppose I could help you out with your experiments again…”

The dramatic behavior returning makes Sol laugh this time, and it wastes no time in taking their hand and pulling them along to the bedroom. Nor does it waste time pushing them into bed so that it can straddle their waist, breasts pressing to their chest, feeling their growing arousal between its legs.

Its lips find theirs, fingers trailing up into their soft white hair while their own hands grip onto its hips.

When he presses even closer, Sol shivers, their hands soon moving down instead, and they have to break the kiss for just long enough to rid each other of their vestments.

Then, they’re on each other all over again. Normally, there might be more teasing — or, in general, more yapping. More banter. But the aphrodisia is admittedly making their brains rather fuzzy. Everything is heightened. The sensation of their bodies pressed together, the heat from one another. It’s as though all of their nerves have been set alight. Which feels far more pleasurable for the drow beneath Sol, given how much more he’s ingested.

There’s a whimper from him when Sol finds their way between his legs, dragging their tongue up the length of his cock before slipping it into their mouth. When one of his hands finds its way into their hair this time, they peek up to see his other gripping onto the bed sheet, his back arched just a bit, hips pressing deeper into their throat, desperate and feeling as though he’s going crazy from how much more intense it all is.

They can only imagine. They feel a little neglected themself right now, but they know that won’t last for very long.

With that thought — and once it feels like it’s had enough fun seeing Rhylfein try to keep herself together through the enhanced pleasure — it pops her cock out of its mouth, and the poor drow takes a moment to recover before she moves to swap places with Sol. 

Hot, heavy kisses press to its skin, borderline worshipful. The first one on its lips, moving down to its neck. Then its breasts, where she takes a few moments to swirl her tongue around its pierced nipples, rewarded by a sharp intake of air from the receiving party that makes her smirk, somehow still able to be all smug even with the aphrodisiac magic clouding her mind.

Further, further, until her hands grope Sol’s thighs and her head moves between them, putting extra focus on its clit partially for revenge on her own torment. And getting immense satisfaction when maroon thighs squeeze around her head, a muffled squeal coming from above.

Like a cat given cream, Rhylfein is only goaded on by this, making sure to give it as much attention as it had given her.

As soon there’s a familiar trembling on Sol’s behalf, however, Rhylfein retracts their head, met with a whine of frustration from the aforementioned drow. Chuckling at the adorable frustration on its face, Rhylfein moves above it again, and their lips meet once more as they presses in its cunt this time, groaning into the kiss.

It all feels great normally, but the warmth they’re met with is much more than welcoming. They barely have time to get adjusted before Sol’s legs wrap around their waist and its arms around their neck, making them shiver when its nails dig into their skin, Rhylfein filling them up in a way that has them barely keeping it together.

It’s Sol who rocks their hips first, and Rhylfein follows suit, pressing as deep as possible into them. With the haze their minds equally fall into, it becomes difficult to tell where one of them begins and the other ends. Who touches who.

In the most primordial sense, it is as though they are one in the same. Mutual pleasure, mutual heat, mutual love. They are everything and nothing, and each other are all they currently have in this moment.

It is difficult to tell who finishes first. Maybe neither of them. It wouldn’t be too difficult to believe that in their state of shared existence, they would cum together, as well.

When both of them can think clearly again, they’ve already been in each other’s arms for who knows how long. Sol rests on top of him, and he’s still inside of them, cum leaking out of their cunt and back down his softening shaft.

It takes a while for either of them to speak up again, needing to actually process what the fuck that was. It was just hot at first, and it definitely still was, but it was also an… experience, for sure.

“... So, same time next week?”

Rhylfein gives a tired laugh and then groans, draping an arm across his pretty face. “Make it two. I think I need to mentally prepare for that, darling.” He says this like his other hand isn’t already actively exploring their body.

Sol leans into the touch, an all too self-satisfied grin on its face. “... Alright, but we’re doublin’ the dosage next time.”

… He’s in danger.

[itswrenlyart]

Day fifteen!!!! I’m super proud of all of these and I have not drawn a dutchie in forEVER so Crim was especially fun

Sol and Rhylfein belong to @torrikor and @calimaricutlery respectively Crim belongs to @ticket483 Lirin belongs to @thelostravioli Comet belongs to @quetzal-pretzel

[leavingautumn13]

solaavil dresmorlin for @torrikor

[ratt-teeth]

Artfight attack for @torrikor !

[calimaricutlery]

@torrikor

Look at the blurb of this book my friend sent me I'm losing my mind

[nighttimepixels]

Finished commission of the super-adorable @torrikor​  & Pepper! Rainy day reading nook fluff for the soul, feat. a cute little stolen kiss to the jaw ♡♡♡

bonus 1x version:

[popatochisssp]

listen i Adore your gem headcanons (gemcanons, if u will) & i love hearing about them & they make me wanna go off about my own crossovers so if you have any more ideas!!! please do tell us!!!! also i hope you're doing well!!!!!

…………

Okay so…….

Regarding the Sea Glass gemsona concept, specifically, part of my headcanon for them is that like Pearls, their appearance is customizable…but unlike Pearls and many other types of gem, since they’re essentially just created as ornaments/toys to suit their master’s preferences, they have a very wide range of physicality–body types, faces, voices…

Kinda…kinda sounds like a reader-insert, doesn’t it…?

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Sans (Undertale): You’ve been in service to this particular Sapphire for decades, at least. He doesn’t have a Pearl, or even any other Sea Glass– it’s just you. You entertain him, lend your ear when he needs to talk something out, stand by his side as proper and perfect as you can, through everything… and it still somehow feels like he barely knows you exist. He definitely takes you for granted and that hurts a lot more than you’d like it to. …Except one day, he looks at you, seeing you, and you don’t know how to describe the look on his face except ‘dawning abject horror.’ He latches onto you, grabbing you by the arm and refusing to let go for days and all he’ll say is, “it won’t happen, i won’t let it, i need you,” and even as it scares you a little…it finally feels like you matter to him.

Papyrus (Undertale): You are not a very good Sea Glass. Your hue is dull and your attempts at entertaining your masters are all falling flat and your anxiety is mounting because that’s masters, plural, you’ve cycled through too many that haven’t wanted you. Now you’re being evaluated and if you don’t pass muster like you know you won’t… Your saving grace comes in the form of a visiting Hessonite, on a tour of the facilities. He takes one look at you and your obviously stressed face and loudly notes that he’s never seen a Sea Glass before, out on the front lines, glory for the Empire and all that, show him that one! Your probably-soon-to-be-shatterers protest that you’re likely defective, not a good example, but, “NONSENSE, LOOK HOW THEY CATCH THE LIGHT, THAT’S LOVELY, WHAT AN INCREDIBLE GEM!” and far be it from technicians to argue with a garnet. You leave with him, decidedly unshattered, and even though you warn him that you’re not a very good Sea Glass, he assures you that he’s not a very good Hessonite—so you’ll surely do well together!

Sky (Underswap Sans): You’re part of an aristocrat’s entourage, and not the favorite by far. You mostly lurk on the outskirts of your group of Sea Glass, an unnoticed extra in the background. …Which is probably why it’s so surprising that when a group of rowdy quartz soldiers passing by manage to dissipate your body, you actually reform again—unshattered and not even cracked. One of the soldiers is there to greet you, a brightly grinning Chalcedony who apologizes for his squad’s roughhousing and that you got caught up in the scuffle. He caught you, though, before you could hit the ground, so no harm done, right? No, you suppose not…except… where’s your master? And all the others? How long were you out? The Chalcedony’s grin falls a little when he has to be the bearer of bad news: they left without you, didn’t even stick around to see that your gem was alright. …Ouch. But it’s okay! You can stay with him! He’ll look out for you and protect you, unless of course you’d like to go somewhere else? In which case, he’ll take you! You have nowhere else to go and no real desire to try your luck out in the universe all on your own, so… you think you’ll stay with the Chalcedony. His smile is awfully cute…

Paps (Underswap Papyrus): You’re walking behind your Zircon as they talk with other Zircons about things you’ve never needed to understand. With your head politely down, you hear more than see them approaching a lit workstation and chiding someone for still being there, saying that no one ever got anything done honing their gem from both ends, it’s important to relax sometimes. The stranger protests, claiming he relaxes plenty and he’ll head back to his quarters soon. Your Zircon doesn’t seem to accept that as an answer, insisting—maybe he ought to get a Sea Glass? Your Zircon has a few, they’re great, really, he should get one already, but still the stranger resists. “sea glass are a fad,” he drawls, like he might be rolling his eyes and it makes you curious enough to look up. “i don’t need to get o—…” He’s looking at you. He’s looking right at you, into your eyes, and when he moves his jaw again, it’s to say, “wow…” You’re too flustered to pay much attention to how it happens, but before you know it, you’re changing hands, Zircon to Zircon, because this one wants you and your old one already has four. You should probably feel insulted, somewhere in this, but at the same time…that ‘wow’ makes you think that this master is probably the right one.

Jasper (Underfell Sans): The moment he heard about Sea Glass, he wanted one. Like a Pearl, but none of that snooty attitude? Something that just about anyone, even a common Ruby could get ahold of? Yes, he wants one. Immediately. He attentively customizes every detail, having you made to his exact specifications—if he can only get one, he may as well go all out, right? He’s on pins and needles waiting to meet you, visiting every day even when your gem is nowhere near to being properly finished. Eventually, the day comes that you’re ready and you take your form…and you are absolutely nothing like he thought you would be. He never could’ve fully imagined you, not the way you are standing right in front of him here and now, made for him but so clearly and wholly your own gem and that… He loves it, you’re perfect. He’s never had anything of his own before, and for his first thing ever to be someone like you is utterly mindblowing. He wants to learn everything about you, no matter how long it takes.

Pyre (Underfell Papyrus): You’re a gift, a rarely colored Sea Glass given to a wildly successful Bixbite commander as a reward for another in a long line of victories daringly wrested by his fearsome fleet. Your reception is polite and you look forward to your service to such an impressive gem…so it’s disappointing, to say the least, when you’re summarily shunted off to a large harem of Sea Glass just like you, who tell you that your Bixbite has no interest in any of you and never even visits. You while away more time than you care to admit there, while your fellow Sea Glass sing and dance and make art for each other instead of your absent master, but eventually, it gets to you. You don’t want to stay here with all these gems so similar in temperament to you yet so different in all the wrong ways. They bore you, you crave variety—novelty! No one stops you when you sneak out of the harem the first time, or the second, or the third. Other gems barely pay you a passing glance as you start to steal away to other parts of the ship as they catch your fancy, chatting with soldiers and servants alike and doing whatever you choose to do. …Which is, of course, exactly how your Bixbite notices you, catching a glimpse of a stray Sea Glass roaming his halls. You’ve caught his eye now, a strange gem who wandered off seeking excitement when all the others of your type stayed put. He wants to know what makes you different and a gem of his ranking is very accustomed to getting what he wants.

Mal (Swapfell Sans): He wanted a Pearl. It’s a very stressful job, herding quartzes and otherwise running the day-to-day operations of a base, and an Agate only has so many hands. A Pearl assistant would lighten his load, open doors for him, sort files, carry his things… So, he put in for one and you can imagine how slighted he felt when his superiors would only sign off on a Sea Glass. You show up and it’s clear that your master resents you, at least a little. There are plenty of snide comments to you about what he would be having a Pearl assist him with and how you can remain in his quarters for the day since obviously he won’t require you, and those…hurt. But you are nonetheless determined to do your job and with every moment of downtime your Agate has, you try to show him your worth. It takes a long time…a very long time…but eventually, he starts to come around. You may not be what he wanted, but it’s possible that you’re exactly what he needed: with you around, he finally starts to actually relax in his downtime and that makes a world of difference for a stressed out workaholic like him. He…owes you one hell of an apology…

Rus (Swapfell Papyrus): He’s in the middle of his least favorite part of any day—the part where he has to do his job. At least he’s not the only Topaz there sent to round up a suspected traitor to the Empire and escort them to holding until trial, so it could be worse…but not by much. The traitor puts up a fight because of course they do, nothing can just be easy, and somewhere in the scuffle he bumps into you, the traitor’s poor Sea Glass. He tries to shield you from as much of the action as possible, no point putting you at risk too, right? Except that when it’s all over, traitor bubbled and the other Topazes heading out the door he has to wonder… “what happens to them?” His fellow Topazes don’t seem all that concerned about your fate: one says to leave you for someone else to deal with, another says to shatter you now and get it over with, and right there, in a moment of thoughtless impulse, he blurts out that he’ll just take you. Which is just great because what the hell is he supposed to do with a Sea Glass? He’s never had a…anything before, he’s only a Topaz, and a poor example of one at that! But…there you are, apparently his now, looking at him hopefully and…he doesn’t know how to say no to that. Guess you two will just have to…figure this out together?

Slate (Horrortale Sans): You’re a Sea Glass who rebelled against your fate. You didn’t want to serve, you didn’t want to be owned, you didn’t want to be a second class citizen in the rigid war-machine of Homeworld’s Empire, and so before you’d even been given to your first master, you ran. …That’s what the broken Sapphire foresees one day, anyway, having no idea if it was something that already happened or a vision that would never come true. He still tells the story to his brother—the Hessonite born from the same Kindergarten as him, from the same planetary vein, mere eras apart and now cracked just like him—and he can only end it with, “…i hope it was real. i wanna meet ‘em…” Luck is on his side for once and not a day later, you arrive, alone and frazzled and worried you’ve somehow been followed, as if anyone cared enough about the comings and goings of a Sea Glass to sound an alarm on you. You’re welcomed into the fold of the lost and the broken and even with nothing physically wrong with you, you joke that you’re the most defective of all for running away the very second you formed the legs to do it. You regret nothing: you found your home right here…especially with the Sapphire, whose touch is warm and reassuring even when he stares off into space for hours or talks about things that never were. He always comes back eventually and the way he smiles at you is…worth defying fate for. A hundred times over.

Papy (Horrortale Papyrus): You have not had the easiest life. Being born into the world a Sea Glass should’ve precluded you from experiencing violence…but things don’t always work out the way they ‘should.’ Your master was not a kind gem, to say the least, and decades of verbal and emotional vitriol have left you timid, trying to obey orders and do exactly as you’re told as quickly as possible to avoid the inevitable punishment. …You somehow never expected it to get physical, though. Your mistake—all it takes is one thoughtless strike at your gem and you’re cracked, not shattered yet but still malformed from what you were supposed to be, permanently damaged. And your master, terrible as they were, had no use for damaged goods. You’re discarded just as thoughtlessly as you were cracked, running from a society that would shatter you completely without a ‘real’ gem to vouch for you and praying your crack doesn’t worsen. That’s when you find the Hessonite, cracked, like you are, but still whole, and managing it. He invites you with him, to somewhere you’ll be safe. You have no choice but to trust him…but you think that even if you did have the choice, you would make the same one: his crooked smile is too earnest to doubt and you know that if it came down to it, he’d defend you or shatter completely trying.

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Thales — He/Him Aştî — They/Them CONTENT: Mostly SFW but ends with foreplay, consensual, queerantagonistic fuckbuddies (.... lovers in denial, that's my headcanon for this couple, sorry)

After that whole incident and the following confinement, Thales has a newfound appreciation for his own home. It was already great, but being locked away and restricted from doing as he pleased and going wherever he liked — especially when forced to live next to someone as entirely unreasonable as ‘Death’ — proved to be a terrible enough experience. Absolutely miserable.

Staring out the dark window, he lets his mind drift over everything that’s occurred. With it all being so relatively recent, it’s a lot to process. There’s so much in his life that’s getting changed, and so much newfound, freed up time he has to figure out what to do with now that he isn’t in a constant state of extending his own lifespan.

And it’s not like he’s the one who has to deal with ‘fixing’ the Company.

Perhaps he can spend more time with Phobos and Deimos. Take them out a bit more. They deserve a few trips.

Just as he’s deliberating this further, he catches an odd shifting outside of his window.

Narrowing his eyes at it, he brings himself to sit up properly, trying to make out what’s going on.

Nothing should be this high up… he’s all the way on the third floor. And this is far too large and idle to just be a passing bird. And if it was an intruder, the carbuncles would have likely noticed them when they began to scale the building, so-

Wait a minute.

Something clicks in his head, and Thales is quick to snap his body the other way, his heart nearly jumping into his throat at the initial absolute jumpscare of seeing something materializing right beside his bed.

Before he can switch right to the offensive and attack the intruder, their form solidifies into something recognizable, and the tension… Well, it doesn’t actually leave his body all at once or anything, but most of it eases off of him, giving way to a nagging annoyance in his head and chest.

If he wasn’t immortal now, he’d figure that’s something that needs to get checked out.

Expression loosening up into a scowl, something resembling a groan finding its way out of his throat, Thales swings his legs over the side of the bed, already preparing to stand up. Just in case. You can never be too sure with this one, after all.

“What are you doing here, Aştî?”

He’s stopped asking how they kept getting in here to begin with. Their ability to turn into smoke, clearly. But that doesn’t exactly explain why his carbuncles won’t bark when they get near the premises anymore.

Perhaps they stopped identifying Aştî as a threat or an intruder because of how often they managed to slip inside… Thales really needs to find a way to rectify that.

Which means he might be more busy than he originally thought.

“Checking in on you.”

Given how casually they say this, it might be no surprise that the response they are met with is an unkind, annoyed huff, some layers of sardonicism finding home in his tone. “What are you, my agent?” No longer feeling as though he might need to defend himself any time soon, he rises anyway, trailing towards the stairs while the enenra follows. “Perhaps you should tell your own about this uncanny obsession you still have with me. Not that I can blame you for it.”

At this, Aştî can’t help but roll their eyes. “You’re always far too cocky for your own good. That’s what gets you into so much trouble, you know.” Not that there’s been much trouble as of late, given how monitored they are now. But they both know what’s actually being referenced. There’s no need for clarification.

Thales, however, would argue that his confidence solved more problems than it caused. But, of course, Aştî wouldn’t see that. They were coming from completely different points of view, and their idea of him was tainted because of one or two little incidents.

Things happen.

And because he understands that, and is the far more reasonable one of the two, that’s why he doesn’t respond to that total provocation — which is what he will continue to tell himself.

Once they reach the first floor, Thales’ attention turns to the Doberman carbuncles, who are licking around their teeth and seeming far too content and satisfied for two guard dogs who have an intruder in their house…

Filing this suspicious little note in his mind to sit on later, Thales finally speaks up again. “Are you just staying here to follow me around all night? Don’t you have a job or whatever?”

Of course, he knows Aştî also has much more free time on their hands, even with their fixing of the Company. But they have so many mutual friends by now that they definitely have other people to pester.

“I’m just here for the dogs.”

“The carbuncles.”

“... I know you call them dogs, too.”

“I call them what they are.” He calls them dogs, too.

Now that he’s down here, though, he is getting rather hungry… He was too busy with a few connections of his earlier and mostly only had time for light snacks and meals today. But it’s far too late to order right now. Most places nearby are closed.

Ugh.

When Aştî sees him head towards the kitchen, they follow yet again after giving both carbuncles a little pat on the head. “What are you making?” Recently being introduced to the variety of modern foods, one of the things they’ve been enjoying with this newfound downtime is definitely trying new things, even if they aren’t really able to enjoy the taste as much as the texture. It’s still quite a good time.

“Why?”

“I might want some.”

“Can’t you find your own food?”

“I’m already here.”

“... Fine. I’m making pasta. Make yourself useful and get the garlic out of the fridge.” Fetching a pot, he glances over to see if Aştî can even remember what garlic is. How long has it been since they’ve actually eaten? Have they ever cooked, even? “Not that much-”

The actual process of cooking goes relatively smoothly. Deimos and Phobos busy themselves and Aştî is a curious enough learner that outside of the small bits of snark being passed between the two, there isn’t much speaking going on there.

Not until they’re at the stage of just waiting for things to finish cooking and therefore in need of figuring out dinner entertainment. Because there’s no way Thales is sitting down at the table and suffering the awkward air of looking at his fellow catastrophe while trying to find a way not to argue so that they can actually finish their meal.

“... We should watch something.”

“There’s this new-”

“Not horror.”

“Ah. I forgot how cowardly you can be.”

“It’s not cowardice. I’ve just dealt with enough murder and tension.”

“I can only imagine.”

The more petulant, dry tone Aştî takes there prompts Thales to shoot them a small glare, but, being the bigger man here, he decides to just refocus the discussion on figuring out what to watch and not on past incidents.

Which takes a little while longer than he would have liked, but they manage to settle on something right before dinner is done cooking. And it’s a distracting enough movie for them that their quibbling is quelled and targeted instead at the choices of whatever poor director put their lives’ work into the film.

This peace lasts all up until they finish eating and Thales is heading back upstairs to his bedroom, prying himself off the couch and getting annoyed rather quickly by Aştî going right back to following him after they bestow the carbuncles with more pats — the aforementioned pets not coming up with them.

“Didn’t you say you came just for them? You saw them. You can leave now.”

“I will soon.”

Thales raises an eyebrow at this. And, because he has a feeling, he takes the risk of locking the door behind them.

Just in case.

“Why not now?” “Why are you so eager to be rid of me tonight?”

“I don’t want you to be here any night.”

“How upsetting for you.”

They have to just be fucking with him right now.

Thales, again, tells himself that he is the bigger person here. That he does not need to give in to Aştî’s petty grievances and clear provocations.

“If you just wanted to fuck me again, you could have said so.”

Sometimes, what he tells himself does not exactly match what occurs. But he finds that happens most often around them, for some reason.

Seeing that familiar rolling of their eyes and the exasperation they only get when Thales is being far too conceited rewards him with a twinge of satisfaction, however. “Don’t flatter yourself so heavily. Like I said, I’m just checking in on you.” “That’s not a healthy way to confess your obsession.”

“And you’re someone to talk about healthy ways to go about things?”

“You’re not denying it.”

“Neither are you.”

“What I did before doesn’t matter. I’m not doing it now.”

When did he start standing this close to them?

“You can’t pretend what you did has no lasting consequences. All of those tangled up souls are proof of that.”

“Ugh. Is this about that? Can’t you come to me about it during normal business hours?”

“You obviously don’t understand just how much-”

At some point, it isn’t even clear what they’re actually arguing about. The fact that the Company exists at all pointing to some rather amoral past acts? His lack of any clear remorse for the actions he committed? Whether or not it all really matters in the long run and their differing views on that?

Maybe it’s just a way to fight.

Maybe it’s just a way to get them to where they are now, where somewhere the passion gets mistranslated and their lips are on each other’s, both of them fighting for some form of dominance over the other even in the intimacy. Where, even when Aştî’s lower arms press Thales down into his bed, and his legs naturally find their way around their waist, his nails digging into them like he’s trying to leave some sort of mark, just to prove he’s not fully out of control, even if they have most of it right now.

On an average day, there might be more protest from Thales on him not getting to have a proper chance at topping or anything here. Even if he knows why. They both do. It’s been a point of contention often enough, in the times they end up like this over and over again.

Though perhaps protesting isn’t the most accurate term for it. Grumbling, more like. Even if Thales himself would never admit that. For the sake of his ego, if not his image.

There’s some fumbling on Aştî’s part as they focus on using four of their arms to properly strip the two down without whacking something (or someone, though Thales might deserve it, really, and it would be a bit satisfying to claim it’s just an accident). It isn’t until both of them are naked and one of their hands is working his clit that they speak up again. “I don’t know why you insist on being so flippant about everything.”

It is kind of difficult to keep arguing when one of the most sensitive parts of your body is actively being toyed with, but he makes do with finding a way to out of sheer experience and spite. “I did what I had to.”

Aştî does not seem very amused by this, but they don’t need to press him on it now. Not like it matters, as he would say.

They can get their point across with another method, anyway. That’s always what these interactions between them seem to be for. It’s not like they can fight more properly without intervention — and their mutual friends would dislike it, if not outright hate them reverting back to such things.

And Aştî simply doesn’t feel like the extra work of dealing with him.

Before they can think of why they’re here if they hate how much extra stress Thales is, the enenra is gone for a few moments, smoke traveling from the bedroom to the bathroom and back, already knowing where the lube is kept.

“You could ask before raiding my home.”

“Oh, I’m sorry, do you want me to go without prep, or may I use what you keep in your house for this specific situation?”

“I don’t keep it just for you.”

“You don’t have that many people come by lately.”

“Nice way to admit you’re stalking me.”

Aştî’s eyes narrow, one hand holding the lube and another applying it to the both of them while they swap to using their upper arms for holding Thales down again. “I’m not dignifying that with a response.”

“You technically are.”

It is way too much trouble to shut him up the traditional way, so they settle on riling him up just a bit more to make a point, setting the lube down to put away later. “Don’t be such a brat.”

“Don’t call me th- fuck.” Pushing into him to get his sentence to cut off into a groan instead may be a relatively petty way to make a point, but it’s one Aştî feels is justified. He’s rather infuriating. “You’re such an asshole.”

“I’m not hearing any complaints.” There’s just a touch too much smugness in Aştî’s tone as they dip their head down, biting Thales’ shoulder. This rewards them with his legs squeezing around their waist yet again, given they’re not giving him much room to use his hands at all. Probably unfair not to give him a chance to leave them with any lasting marks, too, but Thales hasn’t been fair before, either. And they will be holding that over him.

“Don’t let that get to your head.”

“So you want me to stop?”

“... No.”

“That’s what I thought.”

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