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heres my objectively better take on underfell flowey since i think the original sucks ass
The following dialogue takes place after flowey kills asgore and absorbs the souls, but before the alpha form is revealed
*Hah...
*What? What's that look for?
*You really didn't see this coming?
*You fucking imbicile
*You should have known from the very beginning.
*I even told you, in this world, it is KILL or BE KILLED
*Oh, don't cry
*You're going to need those tears for later
*How about a little villan monologue hm? You've gotten quite accustomed to those down here
*I used you, latched onto your back like a little parasite and let you fumble your way through the underground
*It was all too easy
*And you were too kind
*I gave you my warning.
*Kill or be killed...
*Clearly... you've chosen the latter
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so my version of UF!Flowey in case you couldnt tell is more evil than the regular flowey, following the trend the rest of underfell sets
hes smarter though, he doesnt reveal his villany to you in the ruins, he gets on your good side and goes with you through the game, pretending to be nice
once you get to the asgore battle, he actually doesnt destroy your mercy button, flowey just convinces you to use it using the trust he gained from you throughout the game (Mechanically, this would "deactivate" the mercy button)
after he forces you to kill asgore, he takes the souls and does the above monologue, before starting the fight
After you defeat the omega form with the help of the souls, flowey continues to try and fight, though only using a few measly friendliness pellets in a sad attempt to fight you
you can spare or kill, each resulting in what the option would do in ut, turining him into a regular flower or running away
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Marry me uf sans
- genie 🧞
Of course! Thank you for waiting so long to get your fic. I hope you like it :D
You've realized today that your partner, Red, had been acting strange. How? You weren't too sure, but you knew that he was acting weird. He wasn't paying as much time with you as he normally would, and he was much more jumpy. Sometimes he wouldn't even come to sleep with you in the bed!
If you asked him about it, he would tell you to stop bugging him about it. Nothing was going on, and then he would sometimes even leave. You two argued about it for a little until he does a short cut away. You even asked Edge! He said that he had no idea what his stupid brother was doing.
And…
You were worried.
What if he was like… I dunno, cheating on you? He wouldn't do that, would he? You two had been together for a long time! You even learned about soul bonding… well, when you asked him about it, he seemed to get kinda mad so-?
Was he unhappy in the relationship?
You paced in your room, biting your nails lost in thought a frown on your face. You loved Red, you trusted him, there had to be a reason for this! There had to be a reason for him acting like this, right?
It's been weighing on your mind, and you even thought about messaging him about it, but you were nervous to get him mad at you. You sigh, pulling your fingers through your hair, tugging on it lightly mumbling to yourself "Oh Y/n, what did you get yourself into?" You fall back onto the bed, covering your face with your hands.
When you fell back something tumbled out from under Red's pillow, hitting your head. You flinch a little, then open your eyes, and reach up to pick up what it was. You look at it, frowning slightly. Was that… a box? A ring box.
You open the box and perk up when you saw what was inside it. "Holy shit," you mumble. It was a really pretty nice ring. You study the ring for a second then put your hand over your mouth, your eyes widening.
It all made sense now… You grin and put the box back under his pillow, then hide your face into your pillow laughing. He was going to ask you to marry him! You were so happy that it was just this and he wasn't cheating. Oh god, your boyfriend was an idiot.
It had been a few days since that, Red came back and was still acting strange, but you didn't question him too much on it. It wasn't until he reached out to grab your sleeve when you went to do the dishes "Hey, uh let… let me do that for ya. I gotta tell ya a few things" you look over at him, tilting your head, but nod a little.
"Okay?" You respond, smiling a little.
He takes the dishes from you, going over to the kitchen and starts to do the dishes after tugging his sleeves up so they wouldn't get wet. "We've been together for a while, right? Yeah, ugh, fuck why am I askin' stupid questions" he mutters at himself, annoyed, before shaking his head. "And I guess I want you to know that I care about you and… whatever"
You laugh a little at his reaction and walk over, putting your arms around his waist nuzzling into his back. "Yeah, I know you do… I love you too Red" It was a little strange at first to hug and cuddle a skeleton, but you got used to it after a bit of time. You wanted to do it, what could you say?
He jolts at the touch, letting out a soft groan then huffs and leans back giving you a little nuzzle, "Ya mind reachin' into my pocket? Take out the thing in there"
You nod a little and reach around, feeling in his pocket then pull out the box. He looks down at it, then at you, and he looks away his cheeks flushed dark with bright red colored magic. You open the box and see the ring again.
He was now looking at you, waiting for you to respond. He looked embarrassed and nervous.
#Red#Underfell#Underfell Sans#Red X Reader#Reader X Red#undertale alternate timeline#undertale ask blog#undertale alternate universe#undertale imagines#undertale au#Fanfic#Fanfiction#Fic#Undertale AU#Undertale AUs#Underfell Fanfic
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Hello, I'm looking for things to read ;w;
Heya, my AO3 reading list is empty and I don't know what to read. Can you rec me some of your best fics?
I just have some requirements:
I don't read the "multiverse" crew (Nightmare, Dream, Bad Sanses, Geno, Ink, Error, ...), it's not my thing sorry.
I'm fine with whatever coming from the canon honestly, but I have a crush on Papyrus centric fics.
I love Underfell, Horrortale and Swapfell as well. I'm fine with AU mix when it's a Reader story. No Mafia or Yandere stories please.
I love Reader stories.
I like short stories, but I love 1 billion words story as well so go wild. I don't mind if the story is on going.
I'm not a lot into ships, but I'm very fine with Alphyne, Soriel, Salphys, Sansby, Gaster/Asgore and Papyton! No ship with Frisk or Chara please, or Sanscest or Papycest thanks.
I love ANGST, but funny things are good as well.
And that's all. Don't hesitate to rec several fics, I have no problem reading 500k in a week lol.
Some big fics I already read: Making a monster, Jack of all trades, Unexpected guests, Fur a good time call, The Skeleton Games, most of Taliax & Biscia stories, and many others I can't recall because I'm reading so damn much.
Thank you all <3
#undertale ao3#undertale fic#underfell fic#horrortale fic#undertale rec#undertale fanfic#underfell fanfic#horrortale fanfic#sans#papyrus#undertale fanfiction#undertale au
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Monsters Don't Do Background Checks -Chapter 3/?
UF!Sans / Reader
Moving across the country and starting your life anew on the basis of a rumor may not be the smartest thing you’ve ever done…but, well, you’re here.
If only you could stop running into that asshole skeleton, life would be pretty good.
Finished Story, posting 1 chapter per week till done
Chapter 3
#sans x reader#underfell sans x reader#uf!sans#uf!sans x reader#sans fanfiction#sans x you#underfell#underfell fanfic#mocha writes#reader insert
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Sooo I would like to start doing character response asks at some point, because I think it'd be really fun and a good way to further get a grasp on these characters, but...
... Yeah, that number's gotta go up first. One of those is my main blog so I can be sure posts go up properly, and the other one is an untitled, no-posts-only-likes blog that I'm not quite sure is even a real person, so... Effectively, nobody.
But if you'd like to submit asks directly to the Fell brothers, please give me a follow so I know people want this!
#leashed fic#fell papyrus#fell sans#fell!papyrus x reader#fell!sans x reader#underfell fanfic#undertale
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Let Your Hair Down
Summary: Underfell Alphys and Underfell Undyne take a shower together.
Warnings: M rating, but just for nudity and implied sex, nothing more
Thank you to @nugget4550 for beta reading
Read it on ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/44688598
Alphys couldn’t help staring as Undyne stripped down. Undyne was gorgeous, and she would take every chance she got to admire Undyne. Her muscles flexed subtly as she pulled off her shirt, and Alphys felt a bit light-headed as Undyne took off her bra too. Undyne didn’t even seem self-conscious, and aside from a slight flush on her face, she could be getting undressed alone. How could she be so cool? Alphys felt like she was going to explode. Being intimate was one thing, but showering together like this felt like a whole new step in their relationship.
Undyne finished wiping off the last of her matte lipstick and turned to face her. “You still coming in with me?”
“Wha-uh, yeah! Yeah, sorry.” Alphys laughed nervously, fiddling with the edges of her sleeves. They were already fraying from how much she’d picked at them, and she knew she would have to repair them yet again before she went back to work. “I, uh, got distracted.”
“That’s alright, I don’t mind staring.” Undyne winked, then stood back. She crossed her arms just underneath her breasts, and Alphys had to look away to keep her train of thought from derailing entirely.
Thank the Stars Alphys had left her lab coat unbuttoned. Her shaky fingers never would have been able to undo them. She pulled off her coat, sweater, and shirt quickly, then hesitated as she got to her skirt. Even if Undyne had seen her naked before, exposing this part of her body wasn’t easy.
Undyne ran her hand over the top of Alphys’ crest all the way up to the top spike, then soothingly rubbed just underneath it. Alphys looked up at her and smiled a bit, relaxing into the touch. She finally took her skirt off, stacking it on top of her other clothes. Her glasses were carefully tucked into their case, with the pink cleaning cloth laying on top so she could easily find it again.
“Here, let me.” Alphys stepped around Undyne and fiddled with the taps, making sure the water would be nice and hot. She had a few water sources hooked up to her plumbing system, and she wanted only the best for Undyne.
She finally pulled a lever, and the shower burst to life. She stepped back, letting Undyne get in first.
Alphys’ personal shower was wide enough for two people, and had both the normal amenities and a special tap for rinsing out her face and eyes in the case of accidental chemical exposure. Of course, she had an emergency shower in her lab, but it was better to be prepared.
Undyne groaned, tilting her head back and letting the hot water run over her face and hair. “Your water pressure is amazing.”
Alphys just hummed and leaned against the tiles. There was a heating system in the tile of her bathroom, so they never really got cold. They were warmer than the air right now, and she shivered a bit. She began picking at her fingers, staying silent as she watched Undyne.
Undyne really was an incredible woman. She was so tall and strong, and Alphys could see every scar on her back when she moved her long hair out of the way.
Undyne had brought a few of her own products, and she grabbed a bottle right away. Alphys gulped as Undyne poured shampoo into her hand, then began lathering her hair. The water kept running down her body, washing away any sweat and mud from her sparring today. There were a few new bruises on her arms and one on her hip, but Alphys wasn’t worried. If Undyne needed healing, she would ask for it.
Alphys had to squint a bit, but since Undyne was close, she could still see her. She hesitated for a moment, then reached out and touched Undyne’s hips. Undyne turned, and she quickly pulled her hands back.
“Come here.” Undyne picked Alphys up by her waist, and pulled her in for a kiss. She turned around as they kissed, letting Alphys be under the hot water. Her crest kept the spray from splashing into her face, the warmth running down her back instead.
After a long moment, Undyne set her back down on the ground. She gave Alphys another small peck on the lips, then stood up. “Here, let me help you.” She grabbed the scale soap from the shower rack, and motioned for her to turn around.
Alphys had expected Undyne to get steamy right away, but instead she just began calmly washing her back. Undyne massaged her scales, making sure the soap worked its way into the little cracks between them. She hadn’t showered in a few days, and getting clean again felt better than she expected. She closed her eyes, swaying a bit as she began massaging her shoulders properly.
Undyne kissed the top of her head, and she leaned back. Since Undyne was crouching down, she could rest her head comfortably on Undyne’s shoulder. She sighed happily as Undyne held her close, resting her hands over Undyne’s.
They would have to do more shower dates in the future. Especially if Alphys got the chance to wash Undyne’s back after this…
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A prologue to Twinfell, 7 years before THAT story takes place.
Takes place right in front of the Barrier, and how TF!Sans absorbed Frisk's SOUL, and shows my alternate ending to Flowerfell for Twinfell to take place.
#twinfell#flowerfell au#flowerfell#fanfic#undertale fanfic#underfell fanfic#fell sans#fell frisk#underfell
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a comic about my weird irreverence for canon
go write a bad ending AU! ship your self-insert oc with your favourite villain!! the world's your oyster!!!
#original comic#fanfic#artists on tumblr#canon#game of thrones#oc#undertale#ao3#underfell#underswap#fresh sans#undertale aus#harry potter#onceler#dnd#tumblr rp#my comic#my art#for the record i havent actually seen a onceler vs joffery fic before but I kind of want it in my life now
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New chapter incoming!!
Sea Of Hope Chapter 8
Previous Next SOH Master Grandmaster
This masterful piece of art was done by @aoi-kanna as a commission. They are truly talented and I appreciate all the hard work they put into making this for me. Go check them out, they are absolutely wonderful!!!
Story below or AO3 above.
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While Axe checked you over, Edge grabbed Red by the back of the neck and stormed down the main hatch, loudly yelling at the rest of the crew to mind their own business as they scurried out of his way. For the most part, Red's protests went unheard as he was dragged down the steep steps. Blue, on the other hand, had hesitantly approached Papyrus, whispering something before they too turned and headed past the hatch, disappearing through a pair of doors into the upper levels of the ship.
The clearing of a throat had you tensing and pressing closer to Axe. Black had once again gotten closer than you were comfortable with, standing only a couple paces away. “AS HEARTWARMING AS THIS IS, IT IS QUICKLY BECOMING LATE AND THE LADY STILL NEEDS ADEQUATE DRESS. MY BROTHER’S COAT IS HARDLY A FITTING SUBSTITUTE.”
Rus chuckled beside him. However, when he made to comment, a look from Black had him looking down instead.
Axe narrowed his sockets. “Don’t know where you’re planning on get’n somethin. Ain’t exactly swimmin in extras and you’ve refused to mend mine so I could give it to her.”
Black scoffed. “YOU FAILED TO MENTION IT WAS FOR YOUR MARKED. YOU HAVE ALSO YET TO COMPLETE THE TASK I ASKED OF YOU. I DID NOT SEE THE POINT IN TURNING IN YOUR FAVOR WHEN MY OWN HAD BEEN UNMET.”
“Been busy.”
“AS WE’VE ALL.”
Something shifted in the air, both of their eyelights brightening. Rus glared, moving closer to his brother. It took Crooks placing a hand on Axe’s shoulder for the two to back down.
“Petty bastard.”
“WHEN IT SUITS ME.” With a flourish of a hand and a half step back, he indicated the direction of the doors, continuing to meet Axe’s gaze. “NOW, I BELIEVE WE SHOULD ATTEMPT TO FIND SOMETHING MORE SUITABLE UNTIL NEXT WE MAKE PORT. SURELY YOU CAN AGREE IT WOULD BE IN EVERYONE’S BEST INTEREST.”
“Fine, but we’re not leadin’.” You could hear the creak of Axe’s teeth.
“OF COURSE.” With a tight turn, Black nodded, marching forward with Rus trailing behind with a wink. "AS YOU WISH."
Axe refused to move at first, tugging his empty socket and prompting a sighing Crooks to nudge you both. "I Know You Don’t Like Him, But He Is Fair.”
“Bastard never does anything fer free.”
“And Yet, He Has A Point.”
Neither you nor Axe was reassured but allowed him to guide you forward regardless. Crewmen brave enough to linger eyed your group with various degrees of emotion. When a dog monster growled, another was quick to slap the back of their head, nervously hunching at a glare from both of your skeleton friends. You tried not to show your fear or your growing limp as you passed, hoping Rus' long coat hid what you couldn’t. It didn't seem like a good idea to show weakness around others. The watchful eyes and aggressive postures spoke volumes to your already heightened nerves. Entering the ship did nothing to ease your discomfort.
It felt cramped and pressing despite having more than enough space and light. Unlike the previous ship, several lanterns lit the expanse leaving no ominous shadows or darkened areas. You could easily see all the doors lining the walls as well as the beautifully carved and decorated windowed doors marking the end of the hall. Rus waited near the last door on the left.
It was calm and warm, but you couldn’t shake off the feelings of danger.
“Ya c’n go inside Darlin. Milord’s wait’n.” Rus stood to the side, motioning you inside the now open door.
You looked to your companions. While Axe kept his eyelight on Rus, Crooks’ soft smile and nod gave you enough of a boost to cautiously cross the threshold. It smelled of lavender tinted with something you couldn’t quite place, the overall size relatively small. What looked like a narrow modified canopy bed connected to the wall was on your right. In front of you, under a single window, was a rather lovely desk intricately carved with polished knobs. To your immediate left was an open decorative chest shoved in the corner. Everything was of exquisite taste and quality, from the bedding and carvings on the furniture to the upholstery on the chair at the desk. The few trinkets left out were of fine gold or silver with glistening jewels.
You jumped when the door closed behind you. Axe nor Crooks had made it inside. It had your stomach rolling with nerves. You did not anticipate having the others closed out. Having Black now between you and the only exit made it worse. His eyelights were too bright.
Didn’t Rus call him a lord...?
Your chest tightened at his approach, making sure to lower your gaze.
“TRUE TO MY WORD, THAT HORROR’S GARMENT HAS BEEN MENDED. HAD I KNOWN IT WAS FOR SOMETHING LIKE THIS, I NEVER WOULD HAVE HELD ONTO IT.” In his hands was a large linen shirt, neatly folded and dark in color. Holding it out, he offered it to you. “PUT IT ON. I WILL ADJUST IT AS NEEDED AFTER.”
You froze, intently focusing on the simple article of cloth. Was he expecting you to do it here and now? In front of him? Wasn’t it bad enough you were laid bare in front of all those on the deck, or stars, when you pressed yourself against Blue? At least Axe had good reason to see you. Multiple! To willingly undress now in the presence of a man other than your husband...
By the angel, what would Axe think of all this?
Black must have noticed your silent panicked uncertainty when you didn’t immediately take it. Clearing his throat, something in his tone changed. “I SHALL, OF COURSE, REFRAIN FROM LOOKING WHILE YOU DO SO. YOU MAY LEAVE MY BROTHER’S COAT ON THE CHAIR WHEN YOU ARE READY.”
It was hard not to squirm. While that was greatly appreciated, it still felt uncomfortable. Could you trust his word? You hardly knew the man. Perhaps things may have felt different if the room wasn’t quite so stifling or the door hadn’t been shut so suddenly.
Luckily, heavy thumps in the hall distracted Black enough for him to hand you the garment himself, squinting at the door behind him. He was just about to speak again when another set of thumps sounded, this time shaking the door. Growling, he finally turned when the muffled voices following the noise got angrier.
You really didn’t want to do this right now. Not here. Not with all the uncertainties surrounding you.
Taking a slow breath in, you let it out. The sooner you changed, the sooner you could be rid of these unsettling feelings. With unsteady fingers twitching against the fabric as you took one last glance at Black’s back.
One more breath.
The sound of your rattling bones was louder without the security of the coat. Placing it on the chair, you did your best to quickly dress.
The feeling of fabric against your bones was surprisingly comforting as you pulled it over your head. True to Axe’s size, the shirt almost went to your knees. It was so large the fabric pooled on your much smaller frame and reminded you of the nightgowns you used to wear back at the manor.
If only it wasn’t so short.
Though your more private areas were covered, it was not good for a lady to show so much… leg. You tugged at the hem, the sleeves threatening to engulf your hands.
“I’m dressed, my lord.”
A calculated breath was your only answer before his eyelights found you, fuzzy with a slight warble. You had to second guess if you had seen them correctly, for the next moment they were back to their bright and sharp orbs. Getting closer, they traveled over you as he hummed, the heel of his boots clicking as he circled. If you had hair, it would have stood on end at the subtle brush of his hand against your back.
“AS I EXPECTED.”
You startled, yelping when he came around to lightly grip your hips. Instinctively, your hands came to your chest from the forwardness, sockets wide. He paid no mind, eyelights intent on the bunched fabric. He only let go to pull a satin rope from his pocket.
You squeaked again when he reached around you to wrap it around your waist.
“MUCH BETTER. HOWEVER," His gloved hands touched your elbows, slowly moving up your arms to grasp your hands for inspection. “YOUR MAGIC. IT IS MUCH TOO THIN…” He turned them over. “Hmmmmm. Knowing Him…”
Your chest clenched. He was close enough you could feel his ambient heat and wisps of breath.
Before Black could say or do anything else, his door nearly burst off its hinges, a very aggravated Axe forcing it open. Black pulled you into him with a snarl, eyelights vanishing with the click of his teeth. Stuck in a headlock was a disgruntled Rus, resigned to the hold around his neck.
You didn’t know if you could physically handle any more stress.
“BY THE ANGEL, YOU WILL REPLACE THAT LOCK IF YOU HAVE BROKEN IT!”
Axe’s voice was low, grin tight as he took in the scene. “Don’t appreciate the closed door, Black. Hell ya think yer doin’ in here?”
Black placed you behind him, grumbling a growl. “AS I STATED EARLIER, I HAVE GIVEN HER SOMETHING TO ADEQUATELY COVER HERSELF UNTIL WE CAN PROCURE SOMETHING MORE FITTING.”
Axe narrowed his sockets at Black’s squared shoulders. For a split second, you could see the red orb of his eyelight flick over the man in front of you before it focused on you.
“Sure that's all ya were doin’?”
The fabric of Black’s gloves creaked. “IF YOU MUST KNOW, I WAS INSPECTING HER MAGIC FLOW. I’M NO EXPERT, BUT EVEN I CAN TELL IT’S RUNNING LOW. A MORE IMPORTANT QUESTION WOULD BE, WHY HAVEN’T YOU—”
“I’ve been doin’ exactly what I need ta be. Don’t need ta explain myself either.” Rus stumbled into the room when Axe unceremoniously released him to motion to you. “Now, if yer done?”
With a snarl, Black pointed a finger. “NOW SEE HERE YOU–”
Instinctually, you reached out, stopping just before Black’s arm. “My lord, I!” You faltered at his abrupt attention, pulling back to dip your head in respect. “I thank you for your kindness, but I should return to my lord husband before any more misunderstandings occur.”
His eyelights stuttered. “I, I BEG YOUR PARDON?”
There was a beat of awkward silence before Axe broke into heavy laughter, the loudest and deepest you’ve heard from him. It was enough to warm your cheeks as he beckoned you out and away from the room. Black gaped, slack-jawed and sputtering as you passed. You were already being guided onto the deck by the time he was able to call out one last time from his doorway.
“AXE! YOU WILL… THAT… YOU WILL EXPLAIN YOURSELF!”
Axe only laughed harder, closing the doors behind you.
The sun had mostly set by the time you stepped out into the humid sea air. You would have done anything in the past to be able to look up, out, and around but Axe was swift in guiding you down the main hatch. You didn’t want to linger longer than necessary anyway.
You didn’t have Rus’s coat to hide under.
You were grateful for the darkness once you were under. The lanterns were farther spread, some empty of light altogether. It helped ease your mind against the wandering eyes. Most gathered under the brightest lamps, playing cards at makeshift tables, drinking, and socializing while others lounged in hammocks hanging interspersed between the canons. While some watched you pass, Axe was surprisingly good at slipping through the darkest areas to avoid the unwanted attention.
The closer you got to the front of the ship, the fewer people there were until you came upon barrels and crates stacked near and around an area quartered off by familiar heavy sheets. You could even recognize the stack you and Blue had hidden next to, the sheet on that side still halfway pulled down. Axe was kind enough to hold the flap for you to enter.
Finally, you were able to relax the tension out of your shoulders and pained joints. You wanted to climb back into the hammock and rest your aching pelvis, maybe snuggle against Axe and his warmth. The way he moved about though had you gingerly sitting on his stool, setting it upright from where it had been knocked over.
You wondered when that had occurred. What happened after you had been taken?
...
A quiet curse had you looking back at Axe as he re-fastened the makeshift wall. There were a few more rips in it than you remembered. If he had any sewing supplies, you would have to mend them. It was the least you could do as thanks.
You let out a slow breath, peering down at your clenched fists. They were cold and stiff on your lap. Black had been interested in them. The lot of them had been interested in general, but he had seemed so focused.
Your voice was soft, hesitant as you summoned the courage to speak. “Axe? I have so many questions, but I’m afraid… I don’t know if I’m allowed to ask.”
Axe chuckled. “Don’t gotta be afraid with me, Dove. It’s good ta ask questions around here. The more ya know the better, good or bad. Don’t let anyone tell ya otherwise.”
You picked at the hem of the shirt, smoothing it down as much as you could. “Is that true?" Axe simply grunted. Collecting yourself, you forced yourself to ask the questions burning your mind. "What is a Banthos? What does it mean to be one? And what did Black mean when he said my magic was too thin? I don’t have magic. I’m not… I’m not even a monster.”
It was hard not to flinch when, from your peripherals, you saw him stop. His voice had become more serious but thankfully still soft.
“The hell yer not. Listen, I don’t know what you’ve been told, where ya come from, or what ya been through. But you’re as much of a monster as the rest of us. You’re made of magic and hope just like me.” He came over to place your hand in his scarred one, taking a knee to look directly into your sockets. “We’re the same. Dust and all. It don’t matter about anything else. As fer your magic,” he rubbed his face with a frustrated sigh, “let me worry about that. Just know ya got it and I’m gonna make damn sure ta get it where it needs ta be.”
You didn’t know what to say to that, but it sent a comforting feeling to your chest. He was always so warm. It reminded you of your mother.
Nodding, you were about to ask about your first question when footsteps interrupted you. Axe stood, moving between you and the flap.
“AXE, IT IS GETTING LATE. I HAVE TAKEN THE LIBERTY OF PREPARING SANS’ ROOM FOR THE LITTLE MISS. I HOPE YOU HAVEN’T FORGOTTEN.”
Axe only slightly relaxed at the sound of Papyrus’ voice, not moving but calling out to the other skeleton. “I can take her when we’re ready. Just got a few–” he bristled when Papyrus entered and smiled down at you, hand twitching at his side –“more things ta take care of.”
“AND WHAT MIGHT THAT BE SO I MAY HELP?” When Axe only grumbled, Papyrus took it upon himself to continue. “WELL, WHILE YOU FIGURE THINGS OUT, I SHALL MAKE SURE TO GET HER SAFELY TO HER NEW LODGINGS.”
You both tensed. “Papyrus. Paps. At least let things settle before ya drag er away. You saw Sans. I don’t trust him.”
Papyrus looked a little sheepish at the accusation. “I UNDERSTAND YOUR CONCERN, BUT I HAVE FAITH THAT THIS WILL WORK. I MYSELF WILL KEEP AN EYE ON THINGS IF I MUST. He Means Well. NOT THAT, THAT IS AN EXCUSE FOR HIS TERRIBLE BEHAVIOR.” He came forward to place a hand on Axe’s shoulder, humble and pleading. “WON’T YOU AT LEAST TRUST ME?”
You couldn’t place the look that crossed Axe’s face from the question, the red orb of his eyelight quaking until his free hand brushed the edges of his empty socket. “That’s cheat’n…” There was a heaviness to the silence.
When Axe’s shoulders sagged, Papyrus gave him back his space. “All WILL BE WELL. I’M SURE OF IT.”
You were uncertain as to what you needed to do, but before you could stand, Axe nudged you back down. With the reluctance of a stubborn cat, he then went about gathering items he had deemed yours, going so far as draping his favored blanket over your shoulders. When all was said and done, you were left with a surprisingly intricate box full of puzzles, Axe’s blanket, and an affectionate nuzzle to your neck.
It was with a heavy heart and a glowing face that you eventually followed Papyrus back out into the darkness.
You did your best to keep up with his long strides, missing Axe’s purposely slowed gait. You could feel the grinding strain on your pelvis and lower joints with each step. You focused on the clack of your feet to keep your mind off the aching. Papyrus was already several steps ahead of you when he got to the steps.
Blessedly, he turned to wait for you.
It was embarrassing how out of breath you had become from such a short distance, especially when you knew you didn’t technically need to breathe. You were even more so when Papyrus cocked his head to look you over with a contemplative hum.
His smile was kind. “MY APOLOGIES MISS. I KNEW YOU WERE IN ROUGH SHAPE, BUT I HADN’T REALIZED…” He glanced up the steps. “PERHAPS IT WOULD BE BETTER FOR ME TO HELP.”
Without so much as a warning, he picked you up and draped you across both of his arms. You almost dropped your box, squeaking in surprise as he ascended to the deck. Your mind and tongue had stopped working from the suddenness. Though Axe had carried you once before and had moved you a few times, you didn’t quite know what to think of this stranger picking you up so nonchalantly. It was as if it was the most normal thing in the world for him, smile just as polite and kind as before.
With him carrying you, it took little time to cross the rest of the way back through the double doors and down to the end of the hall. Standing in front of the windowed doors, you were only jostled a little when he turned the knob. He used his boot to kick it open the rest of the way with a bang, making you flinch when the glass shook precariously.
You thought you saw a flash of blue, but when you looked, there was nothing there but a railed raised platform with an extravagant-looking bed, windows lining the entirety of the back wall.
You shuddered. It smelled overwhelmingly of snow and cold rain.
Scrunching his nasal ridge, Papyrus walked around a heavy round table with a scattering of papers and a lantern. Stepping onto the platform, he carefully set you down, turning to furiously rip the blankets off the bed to ball and fling them across the room with a fwump.
“FORGIVE MY IDIOT OF A BROTHER. I WILL BE HAVING A TALK WITH HIM ABOUT APPROPRIATE BEHAVIOR LATER. FOR NOW, I’M AFRAID THIS WILL HAVE TO DO. AT LEAST THE BED IS EXCEPTIONALLY COMFORTABLE.” He put his hand down to pat the mattress. “IT IS A GIMBAL BED, MADE WITH LARGER MONSTERS IN MIND SO YOU WILL HAVE PLENTY OF SPACE AND WON’T HAVE TO WORRY ABOUT THE TIPPING OF THE SHIP.”
When you didn’t move, he gently ushered you to sit before making his way to the windows. It was so dark now that the light from the lamp effectively turned them into mirrors. You were grateful, too afraid to look through them. To your relief, Papyrus closed the many curtains for each once. Once done, he gently took your box and stood at the end of the bed, bowing slightly from the waist.
“I WOULD STAY TO HELP YOU SETTLE, BUT I UNFORTUNATELY HAVE OTHER DUTIES I NEED TO TAKE CARE OF AT THIS TIME. BUT DO NOT FEAR, I WILL MAKE SURE SOMEONE WILL BE BY IN THE MORNING TO BRING YOU SOME TEA AND BREAKFAST AND TO WELCOME YOU.” Walking away, he stopped to place your box on the table and extinguish the lantern. “SLEEP WELL MISS.”
With a wave, he picked up the bundle of discarded blankets and walked out the door, closing it behind him.
…
It was frightening, alone in the dark.
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Re-reading The Skeleton Games by @poetax because I didn't get enough of it the first time around.
I had to stop reading for a bit due to getting second hand embarrassment for Sans dealing with Vamp-Chan's hilarious actions.
So I drew where I left off with me as Vamp-Chan.
(Don't ask me how it got so detailed the more I drew. I don't know how-)
#the skeleton games#underfell#sans#papyrus#sans and papyrus#vamp-chan#vampire reader#me as y/n#fanfic art#underfell sans#fell sans#underfell papyrus#fell papyrus#second hand embarrassment
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Not me out here spending 11 hours making a full illustration for a fic I’m currently reading. I still feel I could do more but I think my hand is broken.
Not me out here spending 11 hours making a full illustration for a fic I’m currently reading. I still feel I could do more but I think my hand is broken.
A lil project I have been working diligently on after reading half way through Abyssal Lights by @dracoria-nebulae and honestly, I can’t tell you how excited I was that reader was an eel siren man. So I cracked some knuckles and got to work. Red is also here flirting with the big fishy as expected of him (I couldn’t not draw him, he’s my fav lmfao)
Check out Abyssal Lights on AO3 and give this amazing author some love please <3 (I also plan to do something for Smoke and Mirrors once my hand heals cause MMMMMMMM Nostra....)
#sans#underfell sans#my art#caycantdraw#abyssal lights#fanfic fanart#i broke my hand finishing this#i drew this instead of sleeping#i love this fic sm cant wait for more#literally my favorite sea creature#eels are so bbg#sorry for double tag dracoria initial post was garbo reee#cays fanart
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| The Tyrannical King Dreemurr has tea with Detective Dreemurr | It's a touch awkward | WDYW meets TMDG | 💙🔪💔 x 🥀💀🖤 |
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#underfell#wdyw#underfell Asgore#wdyw Asgore#tmdg#the most dangerous game#serial killer au#detective! asgore#tmdg Asgore#frans#fanfic#wdyw x tmdg#they couldn't be MORE different
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# 87 for fell papyrus I think it'd be cute
You’re right, this one was pretty cute :)
The boy just taking care of you, being nice.
Edge loved his datemate.
They were the cutest person that he had seen in such a long time. They were sweet, kind, and gave him so much more than he deserved from them.
Even if he was the terrifying Edge, they still liked him and took care of him whenever he needed help.
It didn't happen too often, however, he still needed help sometimes. Most of the time, he was able to handle everything that was going on around him, and whenever he couldn't, he would hide away with his datemate and they would help him calm down and relax. It means a lot to him. More than they might even think even if he has never really told them how much it meant to him.
He had been with the royal guard today, getting more and more annoyed with them, shouting at them to listen to him because they were all being idiots! If someone were to try to kill the king, then they would fail so badly at protecting him! What the hell is wrong with them?
Undyne was the only one that was remotely good, and that wasn't a good thing to say. She was an idiot... ugh.
When he came into his house, scratching at his skull letting out a slow sigh, he looks around. Where was his datemate? Normally they're right at the door waiting for him, or on the couch watching tv. They weren't in there.
He squinted a little, starting to walk around the house to try to find where they were. Were they in the bathroom? Shower? Were they out? Ugh, come on, he wanted to cuddle!
"Y/n!" he shouts, looking around "Where are you?"
He didn't mean to shout, sometimes volume control isn't the easiest thing for him to do, and he could sometimes do things that's too much, on accident.
He heard a voice yelp from his datemate's room, causing him to take pause, and he looks over at the hallway seeing them slowly walk out, rubbing one of their eyes looking at him looking sleepily confused. "Edge? What... what are you doing here?"
With that, he squints at them slightly. Huh... they did not look very good "Y/n, why do you look like that?"
They were wearing some loose clothing, their nose slightly red, looking sleepy and their eyes watery.
"I'm sick" They say, with a little laugh, which in turn causes them to cough, making them cover their mouth with their arm.
Wait what?
His eye sockets widen "What?!" he shakes his head, and puts his hands on their shoulders, starting to walk pushing them gently. “Get back in bed, you’re sick!"
Ugh! That little strange human, why would they get out of bed?!
"No no, I-..I'm fine! I promise I just" they start, yet have to stop because of their coughing covering their mouth again so he huffs, ignoring them and gets them to lay back down.
"You aren't," He says, "and you need to rest. I will take care of you while you are sick!" then he walks off to go and get them soup and some meds and stuff that they would need. He didn't quite know what he was supposed to do for a human sickness, as he was not a human himself, even so, he will try his best to take care of them. He is the most amazing monster in the underground, he was fairly sure he could at least figure this out!
Doomfanger will help him most likely.
#Underfell#Underfell Papyrus#Undertale Fanfic#Undertale Fanfiction#Undertale Fanfic AU#Underfell Fanfic#Undertale Alternate Universe#Undertale Alternate Timeline#Undertale Papyrus#Papyrus AU#Fanfic#Short Fic#Oneshot
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I'm once again looking for fanfics to read
Hello guys!
My AO3 reading list is empty once again, so if you have good fics to rec, let's go.
My preferences:
Long fics, either completed or updated regularly (once every few months is fine). I'm fine with one shots too!
Undertale, Underfell or Horrortale (on the surface). It's fine if the AUs are mixed up with some others. I like all the characters, but I love Papyrus.
No skeleton ships (Sanscest, Papycest or Fontcest), no Bad Sanses, no Frans, no Ink, Error, Dream, Nightmare.
I'm fine with Reader fics. I like stories with a lot of angst, or funny stories. I'm fine with Bitties stories as well.
I love stories about Undyne and Papyrus' friendship, there are so few of them :(
Thank you <3
#undertale#underfell#horrortale#undertale ao3#undertale fic#undertale fanfic#undertale fanfiction#underfell ao3#underfell fic#underfell fanfic#underfell fanfiction#horrortale ao3#horrortale fic#horrortale fanfic#myfanwi talks
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Monsters Don’t Do Background Checks -Chapter 4/?
UF!Sans / Reader
Moving across the country and starting your life anew on the basis of a rumor may not be the smartest thing you’ve ever done…but, well, you’re here.
If only you could stop running into that asshole skeleton, life would be pretty good.
*Finished story, posting 1 chapter per week till done*
Chapter 4
#mocha writes#sans x reader#sans x you#underfell sans x reader#ufsans x reader#ufsans x you#uf!sans#underfell fanfic#underfell fanfiction
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Hey, you, you're finally awake...
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