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dhundertale · 2 years

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Authors note:

We swear to god, literally nobody is asking for these fics, but we just can’t stop making them. Lmfao they are all completely self-indulgent- regardless, hope ya’ll enjoy.

We swear we’re actually drawing, we just write these when our wrist disability hurts too much to draw- expect art this week tho-

Anyways, soriel for the soul. Theyre both dancing around each others feelings in this fic, cuz they both doubt that the other feels the same way. So have fun reading that.

TW: past self-harm. Not detailed.

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Toriel always strived to be honest with herself and those around her. Honesty was a policy she held with the upmost respect. It was a policy so important to her, that she always attempted to install it into her children.

Sans, however, didn’t seem to understand that importance.

It bothered her, to say the least, that Sans held so many secrets. She witnessed upfront as he lied to everyone. He lied about staying up late. He lied about going to the bar. He lied about why he was tired. He lied about how he was feeling.

It infuriated her, if she were to be honest. It made her so frustrated she wished to scream. She could suddenly relate deeply in her soul just how difficult of a time Papyrus must have with Sans’s demeanors.

So she decided to address it. The problem was that she wanted to speak to Sans one-on-one, and that was ever so difficult in a household of business and non-stop movement. So, she waited. She waited for the day to come, just as patiently as she waited for another child to fall from above, to bless her during her times in the Ruins.

And then the day came. October 5th. Papyrus, Undyne, and Alphys headed out with Frisk, to see Celest. Sans decided to stay behind, claiming to be “too lazy” to go. So there he was, lying on the couch, huddled under a blanket. Staring emptily at the TV, which wasn’t even turned on.

It was a perfect chance. A perfect time for confrontation.

She sat down beside him. His eyelights slowly made eye-contact. That ever-present smile on his face seemed to relax, as if a bit more genuine within her presence. Her soul skipped a beat.

“’sup, Tori?” his voice came out in a half-whisper, as if he lacked the energy to even speak. In fact, the further she examined him, the more her soul tightened. His bones were slack, and not in the lazy way. In a way that mirrored her time on the Ruin’s floor; that mirrored hopelessness. His eyelights were dim, as if he just didn’t have even the slightest bit of energy to keep them lit. Not to mention the ever-growing eye bags under his eyesockets…

Without thinking, she placed a hand on his cheek. He looked taken aback. She felt taken aback. A tense air of silence grew between the two, for several minutes.

“…uh…Tori?” he questioned, his voice almost holding a cautious tone, as if concerned he may set her off, “y’know, its pawsome that’cha wanna join me, but why dontcha cmere fur real?” he offered, extending his arms for a hug.

It was at that moment – such a simple, kind, and endearing gesture – that made Toriel realize just how wrong she was about her own emotions.

She was never angry with him. She was worried. Absolutely terrified for him and how casually he denied his own health. Her closest and dearest friend – someone whom she had questioned her own feelings towards at night, wondering if maybe they weren’t so platonic – was denying himself the road of recovery. Above all else…she was terrified to lose another person again. Especially one so dear to her mind and soul.

He helped her in her darkest times. When she was at her lowest, sobbing at the Ruins door, waiting for her dear children who she knew would never return. When she was beginning to fall into darkness, he came with the light, offering her laughter and conversation. All she wanted to do was offer him that same sunshine (or, as he would say “sanshine”) in return.

She pulled him into a firm, but gentle, hug. As close to her body as she could get. Sans’s eyesockets somehow went wider, as if truly surprised at the enthusiasm of her embrace. Despite that, he didn’t hesitate to hug her back, his bony fingers gently curling against her night-gown.

“…Sans.” She spoke, her voice trembling too much for her own liking, her eyes threatening to form tears “I am…ever so sorry for denying your needs.”

Sans genuinely seemed very taken aback with that. He didn’t exactly seem to know how to respond. Instead, he looked up at her, examining her own expression. As if trying to read her to come up with a response. But instead, it just left the two staring at one another, heat slowly rising and shading both of their faces with blush. Toriel was the one to break eye-contact, whipping her head to the left. The action seemed to break Sans out of whatever trance he had fallen in.

“i-its, uh, not really your respon-sans-bility, Tori. kinda up to me to eat my teeth and brush my veggies,” he joked, though she couldn’t bring herself to laugh. She just felt like such a neglectful friend. She even had the audacity to have allowed herself to feel angry at him. Why did she always have to be so bitter over things that gave her grievance? It truly was a problem, just like Frisk had pointed out…

How does one respond to a situation like this, anyway? How does one appropriately express just how strongly they feel for their best friend?

Toriel’s instinctive response was to bury her face into his side, whispering a soft “...I have responsibility for you, Sans. You’re my dearest friend.”

Sans shivered. Whether it was from her words or her face in his neck, she was unsure. His grip against her grew tight and intense, almost as if he was trying to keep her from leaving. She was all-game with that.

“…T-Tori, you, erm, don’t have to be…don’t have’ta be so fuzzed up over it, eheh...” he seemed to be losing grip over his own words. It wasn’t a surprise, if she were to be honest. Despite how cool and collected Sans was in most situations, he always seemed to melt into awkwardness when given genuine affection. It was…kind of adorable.

“Oh, Sans…” she laughed, gently rubbing her hands against his back. He was so small, compared to her. Her paws could easily cover his entire head. Oddly, that was one of the things about him that she liked the most. Perhaps his size is what made her all the more desperate to hold him.

“You must understand…seeing you in pain, it devastates me to the bone...”

If he wanted to use humor to flee her concerns, she was going to use humor to express them. She found that using his own mechanisms against him had worked very well thus-far. It is how she had gotten past his armor in past events as well.

“y…you’re wasting your time getting worked up over a numbskull like me,” he responded with a half-hearted shrug. Toriel hardly even noticed that her hands had begun to wander, tracing over the exposed bones of his arms. Frisk had stolen his jacket earlier, which left him in a lone t-shirt, readily available for her touch. Although some may complain over bones being uncomfortable to cuddle with, Toriel had always found it to be comforting. The smooth coolness, with occasional callousness…it was almost addicting to touch. And Toriel was a very touch person, even though it was often subconscious.

Sans gasped when her claws ran over the scars on his upper arms. He let out a long, quiet whimper, his arms trembling. She halted her touch immediately, shooting him a look of concern. Had she gone too far? What should she say? Was she breaching their friendship? She wasn’t even sure if he felt the same way she did…would he berate her for making such a move?

He blushed heavily, one hand slipping away from her back, and instead gently embracing one of her paws, his phalanges brushing over the soft skin that protruded from her fur. He glanced at the scars she had been touching. His eyes grew weary, and his eyelights dimmed further.

“look…Tori I…”

She interrupted immediately. He did not need to defend himself, when she so clearly had gone too far, “Please, do not apologize. I am at fault here. I have been informed in the past that my touches are…invasive, and I-“

Sans immediately drew his hands away, vigorously waving them and shaking his head, “no, no, you’re- its not that- i don’t mind that,” he assured, before that burst of energy faded, and his hands fell to his side, “i just…these scars, they…i…” he sighed, his chest deflating. He put his hands on his head, as if suffering from a headache. “they’re old, yknow? if seein’ these is what gotcha all worked up- i’m happier now, y’know? Paps and Grillbz…they got me outta that. i ain’t perfect, but i’m sure as hell…i’m better than then. y’feel?“

Toriel felt her soul drop. The implications of that…it reminded her so strongly of when she had found Chara, hidden away in the closet, arms and legs-…no, she couldn’t think about that for too long. It was too heartbreaking to recall.

She wrapped her arms around Sans, giving him a bear hug (or rather, boss-monster hug.) He hugged her in return, resting his head on her chest, as if she were a pillow.

“Oh, Sans…I am ever so proud of you for you’re recovery…” she cradled his head into her hands, rubbing her thumb against the side of his cheek. Her hands really were big enough to almost cover his entire skull, “…I just wish you would be honest that you are still suffering…even if it is not in quite the same way…”

Sans seemed to be contemplating her words, causing silence to fall over them both. She did not mind. It gave her time to examine him and truly appreciate him. His blush, ever so lightly dusted on his cheeks. His skull, gently leaning into her hands. His bones, healthy and strong…they had grown so much healthier, gaining a shiney glow and all-around thickness over the last few months. Coming to the surface, being out with friends, letting the sunshine on his bones…it all had definitely improved his health, which made Toriel so unbelievably happy. The first time she had held him, she had feared he would fall apart in her arms…now, he seemed sturdy and full. His HoPe had even improved, settling at 2 over the last few months. In a few more months, it may even move up to 3. She hoped it would.

Yes, he was recovering well. It helped subside her worries for him. Sans’s voice broke her out of her thoughts. She was unsure how much time had passed- ten minutes, perhaps?

“my doctor recommended me a therapist. Paps has been tryna get me to go,” he shrugged indifferently, “i don’ really know if it’ll do anything.’ might be worth a shot, tho. not like i have anythin’ better t’do.

A therapist. That is something she had long hated herself for not getting Chara. Chara always insisted they did not need it, and that things were getting better. For a while, she believed them…and now, she had learned her lesson. One of the first things she had done was find Frisk a therapist when they moved to the surface. She hoped, with all her heart, that it would give them the support she was unsure how to provide.

Perhaps, if Sans had one, they would be able to give him the support he needed as well.

“You should,” she agreed, nodding, “And if you needed any support…I would join you. I know your confidence is not the greatest, and would want you to feel comfortable sharing…if an old lady such as I could even encourage you at all.”

He chuckled, “you always encourage me, Tori. you’re my best friend.”

Toriel kissed him on the forehead, to which he sunk down like a turtle attempting to hide in a shell. He probably would have looked like one too, if only he had his hoodie. She couldn’t help but laugh.

“So long as you allow it, I shall always be your best friend, my love. I promise.”

And she intended to live up to that promise. She held on to it, even as the two fell into silence. Even as the handsome young skeleton fell asleep in her arms. Even as she herself fell asleep. Even as time marched on, and the days flew by, and the weather grew cold.

Toriel valued promises. Toriel valued honesty. Toriel valued recovery.

But more than that, she valued having Sans near. Regardless of what relationship she and him may hold.

And that was something she prayed to God, and even deities she didn’t believe in, would never slip away.

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real-kastek · 2 years

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Darkened Drabbles: Chapter 12

Best Buds

(Prompt: Kris & Susie run into Toriel & Sans; both of the duos are on a date.)

"Cut it out..."

"Just let me see 'em then!"

"No! Just…agh!"

You brush away the girl's claws, fending off her assault.

"Come on, you're always hiding them! What've you got? Blue eyes? Yellow?" Susie's grin drops away, "…do humans have yellow eyes?"

You grumble, pushing through the diner's exit, the soft jingle of the bell ringing out.

"No...no? I don't know, but-"

Your eyes go wide as you scramble out into the cool fall air, narrowly avoiding the dragon's grasp.

"Come here!"

"No!"

"Just let me look, you weirdo! I won't laugh, promise!"

"You said that when I showed you my ears!"

"That was a sneeze, not a laugh, now let me just- AHA!"

You feel your shoes scraping against the concrete. You should be moving. Why aren't you moving? Why were the customers in QC still staring at you and not far in the distance?

"Hold still!"

Scaled hands wrap around your sides, lifting you just an inch from the ground as you continue to squirm in her grasp.

"Wiry little…would you stop fidgeting?! I just wanna see!" Susie pouts, a growl picking up in her chest, "If you don't stop I'll-"

You had the power. You just needed to act. To deny. You would break free!

You weakly squirm in the dragoness' arms, to her annoyance. She groans, lazily carrying you off to the building's side, away from prying eyes.

"Fiiiine."

You squeak, the air shooting from your lips as you're wrapped in a soul-crushing hug. You blink back the dizzying images of twisting trees and multiple dragons, barely sensing the maw resting in the crook of your neck.

"…come on. We've been like a…th-thing, for a while." The mauve girl's breath shudders against you, warmth painting your cheek, "Just wanna see what you look like. Never see your eyes under all that."

Scales brush up past your hair, patterns of glittering purple pressing against your cheek.

"…please? Won't laugh if you have big cute-" She clears her throat, "D-Dumb, dumb blue eyes. Or something."

You slump down into her arms, a sour look twisting in your features. Had she really never seen your eyes? It had been almost a month and…she's never seen your eyes. You sigh dejectedly. Did she really need to? You kept your hair long for a reason, but you didn't mean to hide from her. You didn't mean to make it seem like you were…

You glance back up at the dragoness, her cheeks flushing a deep purple, amber irises avoiding your gaze.

"Ugh…fine." You shake your head, "Just…no laughing. If you laugh, I'm-"

The air in your lungs is seized once more with a spine-shattering embrace, the dragoness beginning to snort softly in your ear. Before the world can darken to nothingness, she pulls away, a sheepish, fang-laden grin plastered on her maw.

"…still do that snorting thing when you're happy."

The dragoness' eyes narrow, one last huff echoing out.

"So…can I…" She grumbles quietly.

You roll your head limply from side to side as you feel your feet connect back with the sidewalk, "…I guess."

The girl's smile returns as she closes in, her eyes and lips only inches away. You suddenly feel very claustrophobic with your back to the diner's chipped walls, a frenzied monster looming over. You swallow sharply, her claws gently grazing up from under your hair's shroud, light slowly filtering through as she reveals what lay hidden. Your chest tightens, heart racing.

"K-Kris?! Susie?!"

Hair falls into your eyes as Susie's hand snaps back to her side, leaving you in peaceful darkness.

"Wh-What are you two…?"

You gently pick at brown strands of hair, fixing the already messy form into something slightly less messy. You didn't like showing your eyes, but really, you just didn't want to fix your hair most days. You sigh, giving up on the effort.

"come on Tori, they're just close friends. really close."

You freeze.

You force your gaze further down the sidewalk, hands tensing at your sides. Those aren't the voices you want to hear. Not now. Not together. Why together? This isn't the convenience store. This isn't school. This was supposed to be safe, sacred.

"i'm sure the kid was just playing around; maybe they had something on their face. something you can only see if you're two inches away."

"Th-That is, but…Kris?! My child, what is happening? What were you two doing?"

Your eyes follow up from the ground, your mother's spotted purple dress skirt coming painfully into view. You attempt to avert your gaze, only finding soulless, eyeless sockets staring back from her side.

"H-Hi Ms. Tori- I-I mean Ms. D-Dreemurr!"

In your vague sense of consciousness, you can hear Susie audibly gulping, her claws tapping together as she wrings them mercilessly.

"Hello Susie. Hello…Kris."

You wince. You know that tone. You have about ten seconds to say your piece.

"H-Hey m-mom." You choke, swallowing down the tightness in your throat, "We we're…uh, I mean, S-Susie and I were just h-having lunch, and she…food!" You spring to life, tone raising by the second, "I-I had food on my forehead! She was getting it off!"

Toriel crosses her arms, eyes narrowing from behind her glasses.

"…you had food on your forehead, young one?"

"…yes?"

She pinches the bridge of her nose, "…what kind of food did you order?"

"Th-They got a grilled cheese! Y-Yeah!"

Your eye begins to twitch as the dragoness nudges you in the side, a self-satisfied grin blooming on her maw.

"Ah, I understand. So, there was a piece of bread stuck to your forehead, correct?"

The scaled girl goes silent, maw snapping shut as she shrinks from the world.

A bemused sigh emanates out in the sudden quiet, a weak chuckle breaking through, "happens to me all the time kid. bit of cheese, soup, an entire cinnamon roll."

The self-proclaimed skeletal janitor approaches you, laying a boney hand on your shoulder, his beaming grin causing a strange combination of frustration and relief to bubble up from your chest.

"honestly, seems like this whole thing is just a sticky situation, huh?"

You stare down.

Frustration. The feeling was definitely frustration, not relief.

The agonizing silence is broken once more, a delicate snorting soon forming into full-blown laughter.

"tori, come on, it wasn't that funny. i'd even say it was pretty-"

You close your eyes, gritting your teeth.

"…cheesy."

Forget it. Better to be sent to your room for the rest of your days. This was inhumane.

"S-Sans, please! I-" Toriel allows another bout of giggling to break forth, "Th-This is not the time!"

The smaller skeleton chuckles deeply, peering back up to you with a wink.

"aw, come on Tori. kids were just goofin' around. they're probably just friends like we are."

Your mouth hangs agape, the skeleton continuing to grin wildly back.

"O-Oh, well, I-" You glance at your mother, her cheeks flushing red, "I'm not sure it's…quite the same."

Your eyes dart between the two monsters, panic swelling in your chest.

"i dunno. what do you think, kid? you think your mom and i make good pals?"

You can't think. Your mind is going blank. What is happening? Are you being saved? Is this some kind of hell?

"U-Uh…yeah! You two look like good friends. Yep."

A nervous grin returns to Susie's maw as she nods along.

"exactly. we're all good friends. so, you two been friends for a while now? seen ya running around town, look like you get along."

"Y-Yeah! Kris and I have been together for, think a month now or-" Susie chokes, sputtering through the words, "WE'VE BEEN HANGING OUT TOGETHER FOR A WHILE."

The girl's roars echo across the town. She stares up and into the sky, away from the current situation.

You sigh. This wasn't going to end.

"…sometimes hang out after school." You grumble, energy leaving your body, "Go to QC's, sometimes out by the lake. It's fun. Haven't…" You pause, "…she's special to me. It's been nice having someone I can talk to."

You meekly glance at your mother, her eyes softening.

"Didn't really get along in class a lot. But now we do. She's…a good person." You chuckle painfully, watching as your mother opens her mouth to speak, only to shirk away, her lips pulled into a quiet smile.

"…i'm glad kid. sounds like you two are good together. always good to have a pal." Sans mutters, a softer tone to his words.

"so…never really been to QC's." The skeleton's voice picks right back up in seconds, a thin mockery underlying the clacking of his mouth, "what would you recommend for two buddies going to grab some grub tonight?"

Toriel clears her throat, a hint of pink burning under her fur, "Yes Kris, do you know what QC has on the menu these days? I'm not sure the last time we all came here as a family. I remember you and your brother would always visit when I was busy at parent-teacher conferences. Oh! Do they still have that adorable little hot chocolate with the bunny-eared marshmallows? Oh, you used to love those! I remember when you and Asriel would play pretend with them and do these funny little voices that-"

"QC's cinnamon rolls are good. Maybe try the stew, it can be a bit heavy though. She has salads, but make sure to ask for them finely chopped, otherwise you'll get whole carrots and celery mixed in." You rattle off anything you can think of, heat burning in your cheeks, "And, the…uh…french fries are good. Yeah. Yep."

Sans casually stuffs his hands into the pockets of his hoodie, his smile appearing to widen even more than thought possible, "nice. love some potato sticks. needs ketchup though. they got ketchup?"

You nod, looking off into the distance.

"cool. thanks kid, no wonder your mom likes you. i've heard rave reviews."

You grit your teeth, lips turning inwards.

"well Tori, you wanna see what they got on the menu? leave these close buds for a bit?" The skeleton passes by your frozen form, lazily meandering down towards the diner's corner.

"Y-Yes, I, well-" Toriel smiles back, turning to you with a much darker expression, "I hope you two will be…safe, getting home. Okay?"

You suddenly struggle to breathe, the air becoming trapped in your throat as you begin choking.

"W-Will do Ms. Dreemurr! Promise, we'll get home safe!"

The dragoness leans an arm on your shoulder as you continue struggling for oxygen.

"Yes…I'm sure you will return home safely. And be safe in general." Toriel sighs, adjusting her glasses back up along her nose, "I love you my child. I will see you at home later. Have a good evening."

A flicker of a smile rests on her fuzzy face before she dances past, following the clacking skeleton close beside. You hear your mother begin to laugh once more from some distant joke, echoing in the residual bits of mind you still maintain.

"Sooo…" Susie clicks her tongue, leaning down to your eye level, "What'cha wanna do now?"

You blink.

"…breathe. Live. Hide in the Dark World for the rest of my life."

"Nah, still need you for the group project. Besides, your mom seemed cool with us being friends, right?" The dragoness wraps her arm around your shoulders fully, beginning to meander down the sidewalk with you in tow.

"Wha-" You choke once more, clearing your throat of tightness, "What do you mean?"

"Seemed cool with us being friends. Think we're still in the clear, don't think she knows we're…y-ya know."

You stare up at the softly grinning dragon, "Susie…she knows. She one-hundred percent knows."

Her eyes go wide, piercing amber glowing under her mane, "H-Hey, you don't know that she knows! I mean, clearly they're a thing though! Like, how obvious can you be? Seriously, your mom's super into him."

You freeze in place once more, face burning, "Stop."

"What? Kinda cute in a weird way. Like, he's dorky and short, she's tall and smart. It works." Her lips are pulled into a fanged grin, "Kinda like-"

"I hate this." You mutter.

The dragoness pauses, placing a finger to her lips, deep in thought.

"…you think they've…ya know. Like-"

"Please stop."

"What? I'm just saying. They might've-"

"I'm begging you."

"Think they've b-"

"If you finish that joke I'm breaking up with you."

#fanfic #deltarune #krusie #romance #friendship #kris x susie #kris dreemurr #susie deltarune #soriel #sans #toriel #I-was-a-massive-soriel-shipper-in-the-past-and-I-couldn't-resist-this-request

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angnimations · 1 year

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Y'all should check out this fic I've come across if you'd like a good character analysis of Asgore and Toriel's relationship, plus some sweet Sans x Toriel relationship! Loved it!!

About Asgore - By Bloodsbane

#soriel #sans #toriel #asgore #Undertale #fanfic #fic #idk what else to put so people can find this sweet amazing fic #hopefully its okay to share it?#idk manners on ao3 but hopefully this is okay?#if author wants to ill erase this #let me know! loves your work btw!#soriel my beloved #soriel fics

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rats-k1ng · 1 year

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okay

i have spent 18 hours reading fanfics in the last 3 days (today being only 11 hours so far)

that’s 3.27/6 of my total time (including night hours when i sleep)

reading fanfics.

one fanfic, specifically. 300k words. i have never finished a fic of that length.

i regret nothing that fic made me reconsider my morality.

im gonna read smaller fics now i’m exhausted

#ao3 #fanfic #reading #wattpad #ao3 funny #it was a soriel fic #i don’t even like soriel #that much #depressed sanslol

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carlyraejepsans · 5 months

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Since you're the Soriel expert I wanted to ask if you know any fanfics that take place in one of those neutral endings where Sans goes on to live with Toriel in the ruins

I haven't really found anything

I just think it's fascinating

Papyrus is dead and the underground is fucked and Sans only has one person who he gives back damn about. And he doesn't have the heart to tell Toriel that the human she cares about deeply killed his brother

my friend tali (@smells-like-mettaton) wrote two for that ending some time ago, one of which for yours truly, and they are really fucking good go read them NEOWW

#answered asks #soriel #underfic

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faislittlewhiteraven · 3 months

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Fai's Fic Ramble: The GorseTale AU (bare basics)

Ever since roughly... 2017 I think, there been a single Undertale fanfic I've been tapping away at and though it's nowhere near done or even organised enough for me to think about posting chapter 1 on A03, I recently posted a spinoff fic related to it called Eight Coloured Picture about the deaths of all the fallen humans and how some monsters each time were effected by their passing, and well.

I wanna ramble about the main story that fic comes from for a bit!

So.

Working Title: 'Gorse, Blackthorn and Buttercups' I also call it GorseTale in my head for short since Gaijin Goombah's rather fun video on why Undertale's Golden Flowers are most likely Gorse was a HUGE inspiration for the fic back when I started out (it's er changed quiet a bit since then but I'm keeping the flower vibes because Chara likes them and I did way too much research into both practical and symbolic uses for plants in the Underground for this fic not to use at least some of it at some point XD).

Core premise: Story is a Slice of Life/Drama AU set around Frisk being born in the Underground and taken in by Toriel right around the time of 'Undertale canon' (for Undertale Yellow fans, roughly a year or so after Clover's death), and through a series of domino effects stemming from that, various monsters of the Underground are confronted with the flaws of both themselves and their kingdom, and as a result start putting in effort to try fixing things so the little human child they've become so attached to can actually live their life to the fullest without fear of being murdered just for being born a non monster.

Aka: Toriel and Sans experience the joys and terror of co-parenting a child who only survives past the age of 3 because they have phenomenal cosmic power. Papyrus discovers the Royal Guard is NOT in fact something he wants to join (and accidentally becomes politically active in an effort to right by his new nibbling). Undyne takes some time to really rethink her career path and motives. Alphys somehow manages to turn former mistakes into miracles (oh and cures death maybe). Mettaton learns to take time off and share the spotlight, and finally King Asgore gets a surprising amount of hope in encouraging peaceful rebellion against his own accidental dictatorship.

Main cast: Rotates a bit since every major monster (and Flowey) matters in this and who's most in focus depends on the exact arc but Toriel, Sans, Papyrus, Chara and Frisk are the ones who I have the most planned scenes for since well, they're where the 'domino effect' starts.

Ships: Fic is pretty gen for the most part but leaning Undyne/Alphys, Papyrus/Mettaton (who knew all Paps needed to become popular was to openly try convincing monster kind that killing all the humans is wrong in front of a very specific underground star XD), and some very very very slowburn Sans/Toriel (is teased throughout the story because Sans IS Frisk's other parent Sans just means 'Dad' in Frisk speak and I find various Monsters' "Wait Sans has a kid- Wait Sans is married?!" reactions hilarious (Paps giving 'context' to why he suddenly has a nibbling to Undyne especially) but actual, real Soriel doesn't happen until near the very end because Toriel is Not Ok, Sans leans AroAce/Demi and both agree that while the odd kiss, hug or 'real talk' is fine neither up for anything more than that right now. Also Toriel has yet to get a formal divorce and er, she can't even think of him for much of the fic without wanting to set him on fire so... Yeah). Also considering Mad Mewmew/Asgore (because funny but also oddly sweet), and Mettaton trying to get over a crush on Alphys at the start (due to Mettaton's Winter Alarmclock dialogue reframing all of Mettaton's actions in canon in a whole newlight for me), but for the most part romance really isn't a focus.

Things to set it apart from every other 'Frisk grows up in the Underground' fanfic:

A LOT of worldbuilding focus on stuff how monsters get food and materials.

Toriel teaching everyone how Monster society was before the War vs now (aka lots of cultural trauma themes here).

More emphasis on how little Monster society these days really knows about things they really should given their Kingdom's plans.

Sans 'timeline trauma' getting tossed out the window for joining Toriel in 'worried parent' stress (hard to be upset about LOADS when they're specifically stopping a toddler you love from getting murdered).

Papyrus accidentally making everything better just because for the sake of his nibblet he can't back down.

FLOWER SYMBOLISM AND DISCUSSING THE UNDERGROUND'S VERY IMPORTANT PLANT LIFE!

Undyne having a character growth arc triggered by Papyrus.

Mettaton having a character growth arc triggered by Papyrus (and a passing mention of Napstablook).

Alphys not being fired post Amalgamite reveal making her realize she has in fact actually kinda created the cure for death (by 'Falling Down') or at the very least is only maybe three steps away from that and actually works on that alongside a bunch of other stuff with other scientists because working alone sucked.

Lots of focus on the humans who fell before Frisk because their lives mattered! and also the Blue Soul was Kris because damn if I don't feel the need to really hammer in Toriel's trauma caused by Asgore here

NarraChara and Napstablook being ghost buddies =D they suck at it but Chara will take literally anyone who can hear them for company and Napstablook feels bad about that

Snowdin being secretly a hub of human sympathisers! (None of them knew they weren't the only ones).

MONSTER RADIO and ANIME/WESTERNS ON TV!

Tems and the Riverperson mattering while still being true to their very weird selves!!!

Asgore learning that he DOES in fact have a lot of influence and that maybe, juuust maybe, that his screw ups were worse for his Kingdom than he already thought (don't worry Asgore fans, despite my having to write a lot of Asgore grr due to Toriel being a major character, saving him and showing how much he loves his people is a major goal of mine <3). He still f%cked up majorly though XD

Frisk dealing with, well, the stress of growing up in a place that says their death would make everyone (except their immediate loved ones) happy and constantly having to live in hiding/disguise...

Flowey being a murderous little shit but also not having reset power and both Frisk and Chara in his life again.

Undertale Yellow and Deltarune characters! Who probably won't be in focus a lot but they've helped me out a ton for fleshing the out my setting so I will 100% be giving them at least a little screen time to make up for that (like Amalgamate Kanako playing with Frisk, and Martlet and Noelle being VERY interesting in Papyrus's 'Lets not kill the humans' movement for reasons our main characters will eventually learn <3).

Oh and a huge amount of 'Unseen in game' areas I made for the Underground which include:

SnowDen: a 'town' of Dog and Rabbit made tunnels underneath the ENTIRE Snowdin region (connects to every dog sentry post, the 'Toby Fox secret area' and the 'very efficiently laid out' travel tunnels seen in canon Undertale). Generally requires those living there to get through given how winding and confusing the tunnels can get (all guideposts are puzzles made with scent markers...).

TooHot: basically a 'lethal lava land' housing district for fire monsters below general Hotland. Predates the Wat and is too hot for most non fire monsters to go anywhere near (the current name was given by Asgore though).

Cliffstop: a 'thin' vertical crevice monsters in New Home unearthed a while back that goes from from all the way to the very top of Mt Ebott down to the dark of the Abyss below (locals there call the top of the area Clifftop and the lowest safe for travel Cliffdrop). Gets a fair bit of sun and has flying room so it's popular with plant and flying monsters but the cliffs are very unstable so the bottom is covered in rope nets to prevent accidents. Most puzzles about the place are moving rope bridges, loading up vertical conveyer belts with the correct weights and 'light and mirror' puzzles.

Riverfolk Waterway and True Tem Village: settlements hidden deep within Waterfall's 'unreachable in canon' winding waterways. The former is a small inlet where 'Riverfolk' monsters like the Riverperson have a small collection of boathouses they dock at, and the later is exactly what is sounds like, with the 'Temmie Village' we see in canon being merely a Temmie trading outpost. Can accessed only by Riverperson boat or the Temmie's secret tunnels and is home to all sorts of cool things like the Temmie 'Colleg' and 'DEEP HISTORY mUSEEum'~ XD

WebbInn 'the Spider district': Mostly a giant communal spider web hanging Hotland's ceiling but also connected to a tunnel that goes up near Mt Ebbot's peak (the spiders have been digging upwards in hopes of getting a 'sunspot' they can use to advertise their 'sweet little town' to tourists). Has a... Very distinctive culture compared to the rest of the Underground and the 'puzzles' there tend towards being 'social' in nature (aka fey logic games where how you speak and act gets you directed every which way).

Starlite Strip: A little connecting area right underneath the path/cliff Monster Kid and Frisk see the castle while travelling through Waterfall in Undertale Canon. Not a big settlement on its own but something of a trading hub for monsters from New Home and the surrounding areas in Waterfall to buy and sell goods (also has a LOT of Royal Guard presence which is why absolutely no one in Undertale recommends it to the very human Frisk). Very sparkly but in a gentle 'crystals, glowing water and fire flies' kinda way.

And... Yeah. Wanna post a full script of what I've got planned so far but this post is already massive so will do that in a bit.

Will say though that the general ending plan for this fic arguably goes full fix fic with:

12-14 year old Frisk comes out as human publicly and goes through the entire Underground arguing their case (something the Underground has been publicly debating for the last 10 years or so thanks to a very motivated Papyrus and a wanting more ratings + genuinely interested Mettaton).

Undyne attempts to kill them but well, she's only going all out because she and Paps had a deal about this (he vowed that he'd defend any innocent human from her killing them so she could still go all out at her job) and Frisk knows that.

Mettaton gets to do THE biggest and most historically important interview in the Underground's history.

Asgore declares that the Underground will try out this whole 'everyone in the kingdom votes' thing on both the upcoming war and how they will treat humans living here because he wants to make sure he's doing what his people want (Mettaton asks what Asgore will vote but Asgore, finally realizing his own influence, refuses to say).

Asgore and Frisk spend a nice, if slightly nervously time together drinking tea and talking about the future while the votes are being counted. (Toriel and others may join them but mostly this is Asgore getting to know... the last of Toriel's adopted children she told him about the others when she asked for a divorce).

Monsters choose wisely because for all this fic is 'Monsters are flawed too!' they are good people and I want to make that clear <3

Cue Frisk publically trying to help break the barrier while being very alive...

Flowey pulling a 'God of Hyper Death' except well, he, Frisk and Chara maaay have discussed a bit of this beforehand (Flowey did want the souls and this would get him them), so er, the fight might be a touch more mixed with genuine anger and playfulness. Note: Still working out the exacts.

The human SOULs get brought back to life as monsters while Flowey gets a SOUL of his own and Chara gets enough magical matter to be visible to people other than Frisk (it required less waste of the accumulated magic, the soul of an additional human another girl falling into the Ruins was what got Frisk deciding to come out actually, the kids using a bunch of Alphys' furthered research on the interplay between Determination, matter and Dust, and breaking down the dead humans' bodies for enough 'compatible matter' to work with, and the destruction and repurposing of the Barrier but hey! Back to life! Or arguably Chara's case an upgrade to proper ghost-hood). Oh and the Amalgamates that want it are safely separated but not sure if that's a 'before no' thing or a 'here in this big finale' thing~ XD

And yeah. That's all of my 'extra happy ending just because I can' stuff the entire fic eventually builds towards. Will post all my planned scenes/'domino effect planning' some other time but for now I'm done.

If you liked any ideas in this feel free to use them please (I'm a slow ass writer and I write what I want to see more of in the world XD) and er, hope this was a fun ramble to read <3

#fic rambles #fanfiction #fais fanfic rambles #undertale #undertale au #sliceoflife #drama #tw death #I write Toriel like some write Sans (aka she's my fav and I show it by gleefully mashing her trauma buttons =D)#GorseTale #My references to flowers are because flower language and symbolism are fun and I am a nerd (also so is Chara)#Frisk born in the Underground AU #Undertale fallen humans coming back to life as monsters happy end #Asgore upon realizing he's running a dictatorship: D= Also “So what IS 'Vote'? ... Golly that sounds neato! How can I try it?”#Mettaton ego used for the greater good (yes really)#I get bored of Sans having timeline terror all the time so I let him experience Toriel's trauma instead #Papyrus makes everything better #fanmade undertale locations #Undertale yellow and deltarune cameos #There are probably better tags for this but I'm having fun being silly in them XD #Side note: what kind of monsters do you think all the humans in my fic should come back as?#Thinking Kris as a cat monster who can shift dark/light with their mood and Clover as a heraldry Enfield critter but stumped on the rest #btw please use any of the ideas/concepts presented for your own fanworks if you want to. I write/plot what I want to read XD

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snailpastaenjoyer35 · 4 months

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Okay so I'm realizing I've never posted anything about the soriel fic I'm working on here so here you go 😭 it's kinda my first fic so it's not the greatest, and it's also still unfinished. I might start posting updates about it here idk.

It's VERY on the fluffy side but I promise it'll get more angtsy or whatever the opposite of fluff is. I'm not sure how long it's gonna be but expect at least 8 or 9 chapters with this one.

Cheeky snipbit:

She never took those eyes off of him as she spoke, “Thank you, Papyrus. We hope you come over again sometime, Frisk loves having you two over, and so do I.” Sans had a weird, simmering sensation start to build in him, but it wasn’t pain, it was something different, something new. Toriel and Papyrus exchanged some more farewells, but Sans didn’t hear any of them because, as he looked into her eyes, he felt something flick on in the back of his head like a switch. Oh my God. . .

I am in love with you.

Ok bye now, chapter 4 is well on its way 🤗

(Also side note: I'm reworking the first three chapters just a little bit)

#undertale #sans #sans undertale #toriel undertale #soriel gives me life #soriel #live laugh love soriel #fanfic #soriel fic #soriel fanfic #i forgot to put the link oops lmaoooo

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garvi-oddis · 1 year

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MWAHAHAHAHA! TIme to rank Undertale ships and no one is stopping me!

Hey, this is all my personal opinion and if you ship any of these then good for you its your opinion as well and no matter how badly I'll rate these ships please don't let this stop you of shipping it :)

Plus no AUs included for I am not an AU fanatic. Anywho, let the ratings begin!

Frans, Frisk x Sans: Ah yes, the most popular of the fandom and probably more adored than Alphyne... Now my ranking is an 2/10. My reason? First Frisk is an child, its been hinted alot in the game, their sprite and their official art already looks child like. Sans is somewhere around his 30s and its already weird enough... And aging them up to ship them with Sans??? No thank you please. And plus it isn't the worst that I've seen in this fandom so good for you Frans.

Chans, Chara x Sans: Same reason as Frans 2/10

Papyryne, Papyrus x Undyne: Their friends guys, FRIENDS. Its kinda cute I gotta admit but really their just good friends nothing more than that. 3/10

Muffet x Grillby ( idk their ship name ) I see the concept but won't Grillby might accidently burn the spiders? 5/10

Grillby x Sans ( also dont know their ship name ) I like the concept and it does makes sense to me. 6/10

Charisk, Chara x Frisk: I do believe in the narra chara theory buuut I really see them as friends and really I don't feel anything about them being together.. Its really a no. 3/10

Charsriel, Chara x Asriel: I KNOW THEIR ADOPTED BUT NO, JUST NO. TOMATO POTATO SIBILINGS ARE SIBLINGS DINGUS. 0/10

Asgoriel, Asgore x Toriel: I used to ship them together but now I'm kinda iffy since Toriel has her boundaries and I respect that. If they will have some romantic interactions or if she's ok with him then hell yeah I'll ship them but for now its a no. 5/10

Soriel, Sans x Toriel: Controversial opinion, but I kinda like it y'know. Sans was there for her when she needed it the most, their pun buddies and at one of the neutral endings they became roommates so thats cute. I personally see them as friends but its a cute ship. 7/10

Grillster Grillby x Gaster: uhhh they never met but, the fanfics are good and I really like seeing them interacting with each other y'know. but still 2/10

Papyton, Papyrus x Mettaton: Like the concept but no 4/10

Blookyton, Nabstablook x Mettaton: They might be cousins just saying... 0/10

Friskriel, Frisk x Asriel: I know they saved him in pacifist but no. 2/10

The royal guards, 01 and 02: Their seriously underrated like why does nobody talk about these two??? WHY????? 100/10

Alphyne, Undyne x Alphys: I've been saving these two for the last. 100/10 do I even need to explain myself?

Phew thats the ratings, fight me

probably might do a part two if theres enough suggestions

#undertale #ships #ship ratings #frisk #sans #papyrus #chara #toriel #asgore #asriel #undyne #alphys #01 #02 #nabstablook #mettaton #grillby #gaster

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roxannarambles · 2 years

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Roxy’s Top Tags Hub

Hello, everyone! This post is designed to give you easy access to the content I’ve created or reblogged in various fandoms over the years. I will list the tags I use the most often here. Usually it’s focused on particular characters or ships that I hyperfixated on at some point.

Pokémon

❤ Nemona ❤ Rika

❤ Guzma ❤ Lord N

❤ My Nemona/Juliana Fanfic

Breath of the Wild / Tears of the Kingdom

❤ Sidlink

Deltarune

❤ Spamton ❤ Ralsei ❤ Gaster

❤ Ralsei/Kris (Assuming Ralsei is not Asriel)

Undertale

❤ Sans ❤ Alphys

❤ Soriel ❤ Sansby

Ace Attorney

❤ Narumitsu ❤ Franziska von Karma

Mystic Messenger

❤ 707 ❤ 707/MC

Ssum

❤ Ssum Guides

Fire Emblem

❤ Legault ❤ Heath ❤ Heath/Legault ❤ My Legault/Heath Fanfic

❤ Seteth ❤ Byleth/Seteth

❤ My Byleth/Seteth Fanfic

❤ My FE Support Conversations

Moomin

❤ Snufmin ❤ My Snufmin Fanfic

The Owl House

❤ Goldenlight ❤ My Goldenlight Fanfic ❤ Lumity

Yuri!!! on ICE

❤ Victuuri

#announcement

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vsa-pieldepapel · 2 years

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Charisk anon again, sorry I keep talking about UT, but uhhhhh. I feel like sans has the weirdest relationship with frisk. Like, sans knows something is up and kinda knows about the time travel thing. Kinda knows that they’ve killed the underground. Definitely knows they’ve saved the underground. Sometimes they talk to themself or act briefly like someone else. They flinch at inane things, like ketchup spills, or comments about beautiful weather. He kind of loves them. Is very afraid of them, too.

They’re also able to see through his facade, which is terrifying. They know him better than he knows them, which is a difficult thing to do. But they’ve had more time to figure it out than he has, haven’t they? They’ve been able to try again, and again, and again. What happens when they get bored?

So here he is, trying to appease this child who has the whole timeline in their hands.

Would you still love me if I told you I dont really care about sans sjdjshdjshd……… He and papyrus were probably my least favorite of the entire UT cast and I like sans mostly in the context of… Soriel, not really Frisk… haha (gets sniped)

Im still posting this because other people could enjoy the concept enough to write it as an existential horror oneshot (vibe I got from it at least) and its definitely cool even if I dont have that much to say about it… unrelated sperg below after the sans slot. Thank you for still sharing your ideas charisk anon, listening to new takes on stuff is always cool even if I have no strong opinions on it!

Maybe it’s because I treat each run as a separate incident, instead of treating the default timeline as having hundreds of resets on it. I think your idea is interesting, but I don’t have much to add on it because I rarely think about the timeline stuff outside of the context of it being meta commentary on the player

<autism_infodump> (meta analysis-wise i find Toby fox’s penchant for guilt tripping the player for playing and replaying the game intriguing) I extricate myself as a player from undertale, treat the player as a faceless entity (sorry Toby I know you wanted me to self insert but I cannot)… when you’re not in the Videogame anymore, and try to write stories about the characters with a firm fourth wall, it becomes strange to implement without direct interaction to allow for the meta commentary (all I state here in my perspective)

Consider how all the implications of genocide ingame because you made the choices that led there, insisting on continuing despite the different points you could turn back at… versus a fanfic, third person, where you did nothing to instigate the narrated circumstances, only observe the events… that’s what I mean. Your direct responsibility changes the emotional punch, Toby fox takes full advantage of the added layer of involvement you have with the media (another game that does this masterfully is Spec Ops: The Line for example)

watching genocide route/snowgrave videos I still oof because you can sympathise with the plight of the characters and Toby is very meticulous about making you care for them (precisely to make you suffer or be happy for them) but I think the blow is different when you are the one triggering these sequences, and third person changes how you process it </autism_infodump>

#doodle #digital #undertale #sans #vsa answers

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