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#yandere skeles
chansfan · 7 months
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Actually posting here, sorry for the wait
I've been currently working on the soul tether comic
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bigoltrashpile · 1 year
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Could I maybe request some yandere skeletons with reader (poly prefred but I'll take any, love your writting) - 🦢
Absolutely swan!! I hope you're doing okay! Tw for kidnapping and stalking, the normal yandere stuff
You seemed to attract skeletons. Which would sound like you were a serial killer, but thankfully all the skeletons were monsters, and not dead humans.
There were a few who were regulars at your job at Grillby's speakeasy, a couple who frequented the same stores as you, and one who even took the same bus home that you did. It was like you were a skele-magnet!
All of them were very handsome, you had to admit, but you were way too awkward to make a move on any of them. Although a few of them seemed to try to make a move on you.
"heya doll~" Speak of the devil. "can ya get me the usual?"
You smiled at Butch. "Of course! Anything else?"
"depends, are you on the menu?~"
Despite the fact that he had used that line dozens of times, you felt your face light up a bit. "I-I'll get you that burger." You walked away as quick as you could, trying to ignore the amused chuckle from behind you.
Though the attention was nice, you didn't want to get involved with Butch, since he was a famous mobster. You were pretty sure the other skeletons were in the mafia as well, but just because someone dresses nice doesn't mean they're a criminal! Thankfully, you only had about twenty minutes left on your shift, so you wouldn't have to deal with these conflicted feelings for much longer.
You continued to wait on the other customers, before noticing that there were a few other skeletons sitting at the bar. Sans and Slim, two other regulars, waved you over.
"hey honey," Slim grinned. The cigarette in his mouth gave off a surprisingly nice smell. "how's it goin?"
"Okay," you admitted. "I'm going home soon, so that's good. Can I get you anything?"
"ketchup," Sans requested. "do ya need someone to walk ya home?"
Although Sans was probably the dorkiest and friendliest looking monster you'd ever met, you never took him up on the offer. Though it was scary going home alone at night, it was scarier to have a barely-acquaintance knowing where you lived. "No thank you," you turned him down as politely as you could. "I'm a big kid, I can make it home myself."
Sans chuckled at the joke. "suit yourself." At the words, he tugged at his lapel, making sure you knew it was a pun.
You covered your mouth to hide your laugh as Slim groaned. "I'll get that ketchup for you."
As you went back to the bar, you didn't notice the three skeletons exchanging knowing looks. By the time you returned, they were back to their normal, flirty, punning selves.
Before you knew it, your shift was over, and you began the long journey home. Even though Grillby's was a far distance from your apartment (and technically illegal), it paid very well, and the customers were surprisingly more polite than at a less shady establishment.
You hopped on the bus, relieved to finally be off your feet after a long day. As usual, there was a skeleton sitting a few seats away from you. You didn't know his name, but he had bright blue eyelights, and almost looked like Sans. He gave you a friendly smile before turning back to his book.
The bus ride was uneventful, as usual. You yawned, exhausted. After a moment, you let your eyes drift shut, and before you knew it, you had fallen asleep.
You woke suddenly to a strong hand gently shaking your shoulder. "EXCUSE ME?" You yelped and turned to whoever was shaking you. It was the skeleton. "ISN'T THIS YOUR STOP?"
You whipped around and jumped when you realized you had slept through the whole bus ride. "Shit, yes it is! Thank you so much!" You leapt out of your seat and stumbled off the bus. In your rush, you didn't notice the skeleton getting off the bus after you.
Thank goodness that skeleton was so kind, if you had to walk an extra fifteen minutes you would have been furious. You relaxed as your apartment came closer. Your feet seemed to guide themselves along your familiar route, and you let your mind drift off. Thanks to that, you didn't even notice the shadowy figures waiting in the alley ahead.
As you passed the alley, a hand shot out and grabbed you by the wrist. You tried to scream, but you didn't even get a peep out before you were silenced by a rag pressed over your mouth and nose. You could feel your attacker's claws pressing into your cheeks.
"Just Relax." A strangely familiar voice purred into your ear. "We Won't Hurt You."
Like hell you were going to relax! You flailed your arms and legs as hard as you could and held your breath in order to not breathe in the whatever-the-hell was on the rag.
Out of nowhere, a few other hands grabbed your limbs. The only thing you could move was your eyes. You were finally forced to breathe, and to your horror, your eyes became heavy. As you slowly lost consciousness, you vaguely recognized the blue eyes of the skeleton from the bus.
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The thing that woke you up was a pounding headache. You winced and rolled over further into your pillow. You breathed in the smell of fabric softener and-
Wait.
That wasn't the right smell.
This wasn't your pillow.
Immediately, the memories came flooding back. You sat up as fast as you could, despite the pain behind your eyes.
You frantically looked around the room. Yup, this definitely wasn't your room. It was way bigger than your room, was lavishly decorated, and had bars over the windows. Oh yeah, and there was a skeleton sitting in the corner.
"Relax," the skeleton said softly. He stood up, raising his hands to show he wasn't armed. "You're Safe Here. Are You Okay?"
You winced, finally recognizing the skeleton. "P-Papyrus?" He was another skeleton that you knew from work. "You're the one that kidnapped me??"
"Well, Kind Of? Not Really?" Papyrus winced, clearly not happy with the way his words were coming out. "Me And My Family Took You."
Before you could make your brain work enough to ask one of the many questions running through your mind, the door opened. "Are They Awake?" You had noticed this skeleton at your local grocery store, just as sharp looking as Butch, but with purple eyes.
Papyrus nodded, and the skeleton stepped into the room. After him, more and more came in. You shrunk further into the bed, as if the blankets would protect you from your kidnappers. To your horror, you recognized every single one of them. From Butch to Sans to the skeleton from the bus, to some you had just seen around town.
"W-what's going on?" You tried to sound demanding, but it came out as weak and trembling.
"we love you," Sans said simply. He said it so casually, it was like he had just ordered his usual bottle of ketchup at Grillby's.
Your jaw fell open. "What?"
"We Love You," the purple skeleton said. He rolled his eyes. "How Hard Is It To Understand?"
"leave 'em alone bro," the lanky skeleton frowned. "they're confused, and too sweet to assume somethin' like that!"
"WE'VE BEEN WATCHING YOU FOR QUITE SOME TIME." Another tall skeleton said. You glanced down and noticed in horror that he had sharp claws, just like the one who had drugged you. "AND WE HAVE FINALLY TAKEN ACTION."
Butch approached and sat on the side of the bed. You whimpered as he stroked your hair. "we're...dangerous, doll. we knew ya'd never be with us normally, so..." He shrugged, as if kidnapping you was an obvious solution.
"You won't get away with this," you glared. "Someone will notice I'm gone! Grillby, o-or one of my friends-"
"paid off," Slim interrupted. "or blackmailed."
"We Own The Cops," the blue eyed skeleton from the bus grinned.
"face it," Sans grinned. If it weren't for your horrifying situation, his casual smile and body language would have been relaxing. Right now, though, it was chilling. "ya ain't gettin' out of here." His eyes suddenly changed into hearts. "you're ours now. and we're never gonna let you go."
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Observations of Obsession
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"Loving you wasn't enough, your supposed to love me back!"
♡《Sans/Au/Sanses Au [Yandere?] x Yandere Reader》♡
Au idea where the reader, or (Y/N), [PLAYERoR], loved Classic Sans. A unaware, nobody, in a true pacifist timeline. Meeting the pun-loving skeleton and created a whirlwind romance together.
But... RESET comes in play. The FIRST RESET.
Soon, it became, five, then eleven, twenty, O̷̧̡̢̢̨̢̢̨̼̹͕̙̬̫̯͉̳̠̳̮̤̹̻̥̝̪̠̰̰̦̫̠̳̺̜̱̞͉̣̜̮̰̹̘̾̍͆̆̑̃͌̅͜͝͠N̵̨̟̱̦̼͔͕̭̞̭̭̥͙̼̟̝̣͕̰͚̗̳̳̘̙̟͇͉̲͐̄͋́̇͌ͅͅE̸̢͇͕̗͗͒́̋̃̀͋̓̃̈͗̉̏̄̀̀͊̽͒͋̈́̈̊̈́̋̍̎͒̿̿̀̋̑̕͘̚̕͝͠ ̶̧̛̋̎̾̏̈́̅̀̐̋̿̾͋̊̀̉̅͒̃̅̅͂̽͊̊̉̆̓̄̇͗̉͐̎̓̽͐͒̿̉̎̇̾̂̈́̂͘̕͠͝H̶̛̘͖̺̠͇̲̏͊̌̏͐̃̂͗́͋̈́̂͛̆̽̍̄̏͒͐͗̐͘͝ͅÙ̸̧̨̫͔͔̝̘͉̫͙̗̥̙̞̗̭̣̖̫̲̼̤̙̠̭̙͔̣͎̣͇̘̰͍̞̖̺̣̽̃̊̊̀̑̽̾̄͐̾͆̋̀̀̀͑͊͑̑́̍́̾̿̈́̕̚̚͝͠͝ͅN̴̢͎̦̱̦̦͚͕̂̐͆̑͌́͘ͅD̷̨̨̡͔͖̯͚̮͔̝͚̳͎̭̞͖̥͓͚͔͕̹̣̳͍̱̥̜̙̤̠͇̼̘͕̱̖̳̺̤̫̗͙̤̗̫̈́̿̿̋̿̔͌̓͋̋̈́̃͋̈́̈́̈̄̉̀̇͌̈́̑́͒̉͗̇͂͊̃̿̐̇̽̽̍͒̇̀́͂͘͘͠͝͝ͅṚ̷̡̨̛͓̫͍̳̪̯̦̫̖̻̟̗̝̦̟̱̗̜̰̜̇̀̾̒͌̎̓̿̏̅̏͛̈̉̈́̀͐̆̑̃́̍̑̉̚͜͝ͅḚ̴̡̧̢̡̞̤͓̫̬̝͍̥̭͍̲̪͕͔̥̤̱̟̌̿̋͆̎͛D̵̢̢̧̢̡̡̡̗̮̗͍͉̘͕̲͚͈̺̟̝̠̠̟̺̰̟̤͈̳̫̻̬̱̻̭̭̗̼̦̗́̈̋̿̇͌͂̓̂̉̈́̆̂͒̈́͂̈́͛̓̍̽̆̈́͐͌̆́̔͐̏̎̓͒̕͘̚̕͜͝͠͠͝
Each RESET it becomes harder to meet, to enjoy one another's company, love each other.
But.. You don't give up. You don't want to give up. Ṡ̶̨̢̘̫̥͚̻̦̲̝̹͚̻̺̀̽̆͘̚͝a̴̛̜̫̱̝̼͔̘̠͈̪͖̘̗̖͗̾̔̾̃̓͋̀̓̒̓̋̋͝n̴͔̪̓̓͊̇̉̀̾̇͝ş̷̦͇͖̭̊͝ ̸̨̣͓̤̙̹̱̤̜̬̮͎̼̼̻́͌̋͛̈́̋́̈̆̊̌̕͝d̸̨̺̼̹͉̤̱͉͗̈́̋͌̏̽͛̅́̋͐͠͝i̶̡̢͇̠̼͕̮͗̇͆̓̊̐̈́͠d̴̢̠̞̉̂͑̉̃́ ̷̛̯̲̖͔̳̟̞͈̟̥̼̝̣̈́͊̀̀̈́̎̈̆͝t̶̖̭̼̜͙̋͌̀̃̽̈́̊͆́̊̅̉̒̕h̶̨̨͍̼͈̗͂͂̒̕͝o̴͓͐̂͊̀͊̄͌̍̕͘͘͠͝ư̶̧̢̲̗̭̺̽͒͌̈͗̚͝g̸̡̢̹̰͉͔̺̺͖̻̱̓̐̾͂̈͆̄h̸̢̨̤͖̜͓͔͍̰͈͛̀.̸͔̝̻͛͌̆̌̉̓̄
You put on a smile each time, happy to fall in love again.
It wasn't enough.
Filed with HEARTBREAK, you pray, beg, for the timeline to RESET. Wanting things to go back to "normal". To have the swest skele that shared you pain of Remembrance, in a world that would play on loop until it's unenviable END.
It's difficult. You could feel your sanity slipping away each time you see Sans and his everlasting grin.
To the point where you think it's mocking you each time he finds someone that interests him that isn't YOU.
This time. It's different. Please be different.
"That.. Can't be him? Is it?"
Watching closely, a skeleton, unlike the one you ADORED, sat happily on a park bench. Sketching out a picture on a small canvas. He hums a tune unfamiliar to you, completely absorbed in his art.
Occasionally looking up for reference for what caught his eye. Even muttering to a giant paint
Clutching your chest, you could feel your insides becoming cold.
'That. Is...'
N̷̨̨͙̰̜̜̥̣̖̠̭̦͕̬̙̹̹̝̿̈̾͊ơ̴̛̈̊͆͌́͒̑̈́̔̏̄̓̊̌̏͛͋̀̽̌́̓̂͛̉̑̋̃̒̚͘̕̚͠��̢̡̧̩̟̳̫͖̬͔̭͖̳̦̦̞̳͉̬͈̘͇͉̻̟̪̎ͅͅt̴͓͔̤̰͇̙̒̓̈̊̂͋̍͗́̀̈̀̔̀͂́͘͘͘̕͝͝h̴̡̡̨̡̨̢̡͇͖͔͍̞̙͍͕̹̮̜̝͓̝̯̲̮̝̜̯͓̙̜̘̫̱͔͇̬̹̙̰̟̫̅̌̿͗͛̊̊́̿̀̂̄̆̌́̈́̉̚̚͜͜͝ͅi̶̢͍̗̲̞͂̀̃͑̎̈́̾̉̑̅̀̑̌m̴̢̨̡̦̠͚̥̺͈̩̮̟̬͕̫̤̜̃́̐̎n̵̛̛̬̩̰͓̬͓̎̐̓̈́͑̐̎̈́̀͌̈̃̓̀̿͋ơ̴̲̗͍͈̬͈͈̙̖̰̏̄̌̽͊͗͋̓̅̇̏̈́̐̍̾̇̿̒̄͛̂̓͐́̚͘͠t̴̨̨̛̻̻̝̮̃̊̀̄̔̎̃̀̈̓̿͋͌͐͌͂̄̅̂̈́͂̈́́̚͘͝h̸̢̛͙̘̰̤͓̬̦͎͕̖̫̥͉̰͈̲͇̮̓̑̐͌̈́̂̿̊̏̒̋̃͌̾̍̑̓́͋̒͐̄̓̔͘̕͘̚͝͠Y̶̧̧̡̧̡̭͔̥͕͖̜̺͙̪̞̰̱̙̰̞̗͎͚̭͍͙͉̗̗͈͚͍̩͚̱̜͖̞̝̳͓̙̩͕̌̋͋̍̾̒̾͋͌̉̄̄͛̊͊͂͊̈́̀͂̐̓̔͌̂̊́̏̑̎̿̈́̏̊̇̔̓̍̔̈́͌̈́̈́͌̾̊̚͜͝ͅỚ̸̢̡̛̱̮̬͚̭̘̖̠̤̟̳͚̲̖̯͇̜͔̮͎̲̬͈͔̂̐͂̏̃̈́̿̊̅̃̽͊̍̂̎̌͗͑̋̊̃̽̂̑̅̓͂͂̓͑͊̈̆̈̍͝ͅY̴̨̡̨̧̧̛͙̬͈̟̱͎̫̰̳̜̦̠̪͕͍͖̹̬̹̬̫̻̞͓̫͈̹̣̺͓̜̼̩͖͊͋́̑̈́̋͂͑̈́̍̆̆́̿̃͑̇͗̋̿͌̃͒͗̈̋͐̓̌͌̚͜͝ͅR̷̡̨̢̢̧̢̛̬̥̫̖̠̯͈̖̣͕̮̹̝̩̝̟̼̱͎̬̼̲̥̟͇̲̲̲͈̞̻̲̻͌̉̈́̇̆͗̀͗̒̓̾͂̽̍̽̇̐̋̾͘̚͝ͅN̸̬̓̿̀̉̎͂͒̆̽̉͐̄Ơ̷̛̮̗̯̗̗̬̰̱̍̓̏̈́́̆̔͆̍̍̌̾̄̉̿̈́́͘̕͘͘̕͝͝T̸̨̀̆̎̏̈͋̈́͐̈́̅͐͂͐̈́̈́͊̈́̌̋̈́͝͝͝͝H̵̢̡̧̧̨̢̨̧̤̺̘̟̫̳͈̦̖͎̼̖̻̯̩͖̲̗̙̯̜̮̯͕̙̣̝͈̮̩̙̺̥̝̠̬̼̼͓̙̼̖͂̈̔̐̀͗̀̒͒̅̒̓̇͑̓̽͂̀̿̄̊͋͠͝͝͝͝͠Į̷̧̧̡̧̱̲͍͕̰̘̤͎͓̳̜̪̗̰͇̲̰̬̰͖̯̠͕̫̰͈̥̞̮̣̲̠̝̳̭͛̌̈́̀͛́̆̈́̅̽́͗̉̽̑͒̎͆̀̉̑̅̅̀͒́͛̆̉̀̏̇̿͌̓̓̽̑̈́̑̈̌͑́͜͜͝͝͝M̶̧̲͇̼̱̗̞͉̺̦͙̬͓̲̆̑͊̇̽̊̎͂̉̏̈́͘̕
'Odd.'
I̶̧̨̨̢̛̟̯̱̬͉̭͖͙̻͔̝̯̘̬͈͕̙̭͕̬̩̞͖̖̻͙͓̬̱̰̩̳͚̮̻͚̽͒͆͐̉͆͌̃͐̅̊͜͜͜͜͝ͅͅͅT̶̡̢̢̻̬͈͈̹̜̳̝̫̪͉͔̩̲̙̱̞̤̭̬͎̣̭̱̗̻͚̙̰̤̤̘̈́̏̈͋̇̏̈́̋́̈̀͒͊͑̏̓͊̐̽͛͊̂̾̓͜͜͜ͅͅŜ̵̛̫̞͍̍̄͋̅̓̆͆̅̿̏̍͐̍́͆̿̓̂̅̑̏̈́͌̑͒̒̄̇͛̑̀̉̀̊̔̚̕̚͜͜͝͝͝Y̵̡̧̧̯̺͚̟̹̮̟͖̗̫̗͙̟͎̹͔͇̗̭̮̰͍̫͎̲̰̹̠̖͉̪̗̗̠̞̟̱͚̯̗͇̫̅͠Ơ̴̡̡̡̬͍̦̺̦̼̤̯̝̙͉͈̤͕͕̩̞͉̜̰̗̝̞͓͖͈̟̞͓̦̱̖͚͈̤̜̼̗͚̥̂̑̐̀͂̋̀͗̾̓̐̎̈̋̈̑͗̆̿͗̃̋̽̌͛̑͒̒͌͋̕͜͜͜͜͠ͅƯ̶̰̯̯̫̫̙͚̪̯̭͉̜̟͈̼̦͍̣͔̒̈́̓͂̒̽̅̊͑̌̇̆͗͊̏͌͐̀̈̈̋͛͂̇̿̆̾̊̄̃̇̋̄́̃̏̓͋̅́̚̕͘͝͝I̷̢̘̳̲͚͎̣͈̠̬͇̦̖̼̬̭̺͔͖̻̤̦̤̱̱̘̥̋̇̆̏͒͒͒̈̀̑͑͒́̀̈́̀́̓͗̏̕͠͝T̵̢̤̦͉̯͚̗̱̭̫̝̘͈͑̐̒̓̀̈́͊́̈́̂̾̔̽̓̒̽̊̚̚̚͜͜͠ͅŠ̵̢̧̛͕̪̝̤̜̣̩̠̩̗̭̘̲̯̠͚̗͖̹͖̠̜̯̳͚̳͕͓͔̟͕̬̫̯̮͕͍͍̤͓̞̻̻̰͗̾̾̈́͜R̴̡̧̢̪̬̟͚̜̣̹̼̮͔̟̪̭̗̰͙̦̟̮̙͍̲͓̦͎͇̜̳̣͙͉̭̥͎̪̝͓̒̏̌̆̽̌͊̎̾̾̀̈̾̅́̋̒̉͑̌̿͊̔̾̕̚͘̚͘͜͜͝ͅE̴̡̨̢̧̢̨̡̛̛̛͕̝͔̪̝͚̗͍͈̦͚̥͓͕̰̥̺̪͕̱͚̯̦͖̩̣̭͍̥͇͓̥̹͚̬̫̳̤͊̾̆̓̽̑͊́͂̽̽̇̍̔̃̇̅͛͛̋̽̈́͘̚͜͝ͅͅA̵̟̮̪̰͍̘̤̬̜̩̗̠͑̐̔͊̈̉́̈́̀́̆̐̈̄͆̓̑͑͜͠Ļ̵̢̢̛̛͉͍̫͉̬̮͎͇̠͙̤̣͕̮̻̈́̀̇͛̈́̊̀͒̉̋̍͆̑͆̓͗͌́̅͐̃̄̏̎̍̕̚͘͜͝ͅL̶̫̩̲̙̳̗̞͓͓̮̹̾Y̵̡͉̪̳̐Y̶̨̢̢̧̛͓̬̬̘̭̦̻͕͎̭̠̻̱͚̯̹͖͈̾̀̉͗̔̀̓̽͛͛̂̂́̀̑͐͊̉͂̑͌̀̀̂̒̎͒̋̈͛̀̈́̚͘͘̕̚͜͠Ơ̵̡̢̹͕̘͉̟̯͉̞̭͉͇̦͍̥̱̗̹̩̱͚̜͉̻̮̯̭̗̱̱̫͉̊̃̀͆̑͆͒̀̊̔͗͊̌̒̇̆̅͝Ư̷̡̢̬̱͚̜̬͖̣̰̞̫͍͇̹̲̻̻̠̙̟̗̳̠̱͈̟̇̿́̃̐̾̊͛̕̚͜ͅ
Creeping closer, you do your best to look approachable and casual. Face contorting into one of passiveness, trying to hold in your grin as the stranger looks up.
"Wow.."
He mumbles to himself.
Your steps become a bit slower, trying to listen in on his quiet conversation with his paint brush.
"Broomy, you think.. Yeah.. Impressions are needed!"
While your back was turn, he opens up a pink vial, then a yellow one, chugging them down quickly as he stands up from his spot Urgently packing his items and grabbing his Broomy, calling out to you loudly.
"Hey!"
You stop, turning around, ablit suprised that he was running after you and wanting your attention.
You couldn't let a chance like this slip.
"Hi! I'm Ink! What's your name, pal~!" He stated cheerily, eye-lights a shapped differently from the white ones you were used to seeing.
His right socket held a yellow question marked eye-light. The other was a heart, pink fading in yellow with a hint of red.
A smile, a big, giant smile is what you gave him.
"I'm-"
It's the start of something new. Something horrible.
Ink introduces you world's you couldn't even fathom.
You were... Happy. So happy.
You realized that, in some instances in other worlds. Sans, whether or not. Was unhappy.
It made you sick.
Something inside you clicked B̷̢̼̙͇͓̞̠̭̜͉̖̪͖̱̭̹̼͔̮̹͈͉̘̲̘̝̰͖͙̭̲̺̬̮̙̞̫̤̰̌̐́̏͊͒̐̈̍̈́̄̕͜͜͜͝ͅŗ̶̧̧̢̧̢̛͎͖̟͎͖͉͎̮̲͇̦̝̰̯͍̹͈̬̘͉͈̤̦̠̲̖̮̗̠̝͔̠͈̻̙͈͗̅̽̓̊̿͆́̓͋̎͌̾̾͌̑̔̐̋̆̉́̕͜͠ͅO̴̖͍͔̪͔͚̭̜̘͇͍̣͖̱̜̘͓̠̖̖̻͑̑́̏̈́̂̿̈́̾̔̄̑̓̀͆͋͌̄͑̃͆̎̂͛̾̀̎͐́͋͆͘̚͘͝ͅĶ̸̡̨̛͈͙͍̭̲͍̭̩̝̳̤̮̜͔͈̳̣͕̻̭͈͇̻̩͕͎̦̣̙͎̺̫̲̺́̓̓̀͛́͗̽̄́͋̎͂̅̆̾̀̚̕͜͝͝͝ͅͅͅͅͅȩ̵̨̨̡̨̧̛̮̞̻̼̯̰͈̮̳̼͉̭̮̗̥͓͇̠̻͕̻̭͓̝̜̤̳̼̪̣̞͉͍̺̼̘̤͎͖̮̒̍̃̎̀͗̊͆̎̄̒̄̍̓̈̉̊͌́̈́̏͋͌̐̓̑̈̌͂̚̚̕̚͜͜͠͝͠͝͝
You want love, you a whirlwind romance, you want SANS.
And you'll do anything for that feeling, ̢̨̢̨̪̟̤͎̲̪̫̱͉̪̯͚̤̜̳͚̘̗̖̯̠̦̖̥̭̱̼͓L̶̢̢̢̨̢̨̛͖̠̝̹̫̬̠̯͉̺͖̣͔̩̪̟̤͎̲̪̫̱͉̪̯͚̤̜̳͚̘̗̖̯̠̦̖̥̭̱̼͓̳̎̊̈̇͐̒̇͊̈́̆̆̈̎̇̑̋͛̇͆͌̐̀̑̓͌͋̈͒͘͠͠ͅoV̵̛͙̲͉̫̼̻̫̈̍̑̍͑̐̄̾̐̀͒̑̒̾̏͛̉̿̾͐̂͂̋̔͆̃́̓̈͒͗̿́́́͒̉̋̕̚̚͝͠͝e.
So willTHEY.
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[I got bit by the Undertale bug, again, ]
[Whoo-boy, okay, this idea came to me when I was looking over my old au sans x reader one-shot book on wattpad. Then Underverse happend then.. Yeah. Asks for this Au are appreciated so much!]
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Have some copy pasta Gen Swapfell-Facet Lore from my notes app
Disclaimer: messy
Muffet - Snowdin tea and bakery owner. Close relationship with Skeles. Puts cayenne pepper in many versions foods - spicy sweets. Has a few (like 3) setup for spider checkers - a checkers game with an otcoganol board. Waffle-coffee house. Speciality is spider Waffles, Soft Boiled spider Eggs, and Spider coffee
Muffet is a very hairy spider/rancho with scales/hairs all over body like the fluff of a moth. Helps with insulation. Smaller spider monsters are primarily covered in fluff for extra insulation with only tips of legs visible. Spiders wear little uniforms - usually hats/ribbons/tassels
Diner is covered in trap magic - one of many reasons no one causes a lot of trouble - snowdin in general assumed to be covered
Unlike skelebros Muffet can completely hide her trap magic unless someone is looking for it. Or at the very least her anchors are extremely small/needs less.
Smaller spiders may also use trap magic -> mainly just related to their physical silk.
Silk is heavily used in wardrobe and general materials.
Muffet must be seated the majority of the time the diner is open due to outgrowing the building. She doesn’t need to move much to reach every corner of the diner.
Double doors allow Muffet to leave through front if needed but she prefers to use the basement exit that leads to an enlarged basement - big enough for her to move properly, with a separate door out the back of the diner.
Muffet does not often actually leave and the back door is usually locked tight and hidden behind trash and webs. Since she has space to move in her home below she doesn’t see a lot of reason to leave.
Enjoys cooking and making sweet confections with her kin. Finds Sans and Papyrus cute - seen Papyrus grow up. A little older than Sans.
Spider eggs served to help keep populations acceptable. Boiled in a dust bath -> turning the interior monster into a weird edible savory jelly-like creature that is excited to be eaten. They feel no pain and usually find weird entertainment from being eaten in pieces. Not offended if eaten head first.
Diner spiders may actually be at LV 2 -> spiders have their own leveling customs. Basement spiders LV 1 - part of why Muffet and Diner Spiders are partial to Paps and Sans
“Muffet’s”? Like Grillby’s?
Grillbys - bar and grill
muffets - cafe and diner
While being a diner doesn’t actually care how long anyone is there. Closes late opens early -> most of Muffets time is dedicated to business with closing hours uses for rest, self care, and baking for the next day.
Probably has early days and maybe takes a “Websday” off once a month or so. !!she would be big enough and strong enough to easily go to Hotland or the capital if she wanted fancier supplies. !! <- gives part of reason for being so dedicated to the diner. Maybe gets special stuff for her kin/herself. Also cares about residents of Snowdin in her own way.
Like the idea of some of the bigger spiders acting rough and having little spiked bats to emphasize her kind of hard-punk/street gang aesthetic
15' 3"
Alphys - captain of the guard, watches over Waterfall but mostly has attention elsewhere ruling by name alone. Has Stone generally look after it. Originally from Hotland, met Undyne while stationed in Waterfall. Ascends (playing with words dunno if like that) in genocide route. Maybe something Al or Alph <- not a lot of options even with Alf.
Absolute Alphys? Alphys Ascendant
Her gameplay is similiar to Undynes except instead of blocking the player has to shoot her attacks like a game of asteroids.
Undyne - Royal scientist spicy fish yandere-like/light. Drinks beer enjoys super violent manga. Mew Mew -> Bork Bork
Jewel has a rough relationship with Undyne. Initially they were friends but after Undyne met Alphys she started to gain more level. It once got away from her and Jewel had to shortcut away from her as she was undeterred by Sans protection due to her own relationship with Alphys. She moved to Hotland not long after; secretly regretting her actions and not trusting herself in Waterfall any longer.
Napstablook -> Retraton - RTT // Retraton Para -> translates into shared HP forcing use of consumables along with cursor that copy’s players movements // maybe Retrabot to play off being an automaton vs mettaton being robot // Retrabot Para
Retraton held in place/ can’t move legs. Instead commands show through others monsters/puppets/effects. Usually broadcasts tragedies. (stone in turn loves tragedies lmao)
Has Rounded mascot form - form that is held in place. Para is transformation - still held but with extending arms.
Retraton Para - has extra arms.
"Oh yes~" -> "Oh no :("
Previously Napstablook -> taken to Undyne when Alphys found her missing her home; neighbor of Undyne. Forced into robot when he kept trying to return home.
Songs are very sad and yearning. TV shows are A Lot but also uses a lot of effects because it’s not like there’s infinite monsters.
May not actively star is show frequently but instead use puppets || marionette puppets his cast and narrates -> sometimes puppets are real monsters Retraton has some sort of relationship with surrounding monsters hinting at his Para form.
Para - kills Undyne before protag can activating Para form. Para uses Undynes soul. Might kill surrounding monsters / connected monsters as well.
Retraton - no use of legs - part of why puppets. Maybe needs to remain charged or frequently and feels more comfortable plugged in.
Arms > legs.
Box Form -> literally just a box with arms - no wheel. Has to drag himself or walk with his arms. Maybe has a hover butt? Or a skateboard. Or has lots of little legs. Roomba.
Mettaton(MTT)- Hapstablook
Instead of lie on the floor feeling like garbage they sit on the roof and consider love.
Gaster and Riverperson -
Stay in their respective posts however Gaster speaks in song and the Riverperson speaks in hands
Riverperson - gondola (gondoga) dog theme, speaks in hands, gondola above river because river water is too dangerous
Grillby - fire sale; father of fireflies literally flames with wings. Has a pet Fryfly - long fry-like fly. Instead of forcing player onto strings covers the field with hazards and fire. Have to switch and jump over between flames.
Pacified by firesauce (increases damage, possible burn damage, take one damage for spice) or Frenchfire (a firefly with an exploding baguette - covering the board around you in fire for one turn and burning any incoming attacks) or the purchase of either from his Hotland firesale.
Prices may be inverted to some extent -> Hotland Prices are cheaper but u need both items to pacify him. Ruins are achievable but ridiculously expensive. Only need one to immediately pacify him. Differentiated by name is Hotland Firesauce vs Old/Ruin Firesauce
All Dog references -> Cats (and vice versa)
Dog Squad -> Cat Squad
Annoying Dog -> Adorable Cat
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Omg omg omg yes yes yes, then ima add a new one, let's say the yandere skeles go to see their SO, only they do a little dumb and over look them, you know like how you misplace your keys and look right past them. They're SO just watching them run right past them in a panic, what they gonna do?
WARNING: Yandere, Blood, gore, toxic Relations
Sans -He has a tracker on you so will pull out his phone to pinpoint your location. He actually laughs about walking right passed honestly saying he just didn’t see you. 
Papyrus -He stands in the middle of the crowd and yells your name. If you don’t answer he will start subtly offing people who are just casually walking by. 
Red -This is completely your fault and he is going to blame you even though he was the one who walked right past. This is on you and you better take the blame and punishment otherwise it will only get worse. 
Edge -He doesn’t go too far past you before sighing and pulling out his phone to wait for you. He won’t waste energy searching for you, in his mind if you don’t show up he will just hunt you down. 
Blue -Yells out your name at the top of his lungs and you better respond. It’s better to just go up to him or yell out as he walks past because if he thinks you aren’t in the waiting spot you agreed upon you will be in trouble. 
Orange - Will probs joke about it when he does find you but on the inside he feels like a complete idiot and would much rather drop the whole situation. 
Berry -If he doesn’t find you fast he may start crying. He is so relieved when he does eventually run into you that it almost seems like you’ve been gone for years. He doesn’t realize that he walked right past you 
Syrup -Probably does this a few times his freaking blind. Doesn’t stop him panicking though until he finds you. Then he is holding your hand and not letting you go, keeping you right where he can see you. 
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swap(swap sans) being a jelly skele because Y/n is smiling back at a waiter dearing their date
{Yandere}
I love writing yandere people lol
Well that just wouldn’t do! Why were you looking at them, Y/n? Do you like them? Did they say something to you? Why are you smiling at them? You should only be smiling at them! If it happened too much, he might ask for a different worker and if that can’t happen, honestly, I could see him taking you and going somewhere else. 
This is your fault! If you didn’t go smiling at everyone then he wouldn’t have to take you somewhere else. What if they fell in love you too, Y/n? That would be bad, wouldn’t it? You’re his, and he’s yours! Everyone would be happier if it was just the two of them. 
Though that’s only if his mind isn’t working with him. If it’s just smiling, then I can’t really see him getting too upset most of the time. He’s glad that you’re having fun… but if you smile at them too much, and he thinks that you’re being too friendly, he would take your hand and squeeze it while giving you a look. He expects you to know better. 
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delusional-mishaps · 2 years
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Yandere bad skele bois hc?
no error in this one because im tired of this being in my inbox and dont wanna hurt my brain too much </3
⚠️ put under the cut due to dark themes such as: kidnapping, torture, manipulation, hypnotism/brainwashing, physical violence/abuse, emotional abuse, murder, typical yandere themes. let me know if it needs any other warnings!
also!! slightly suggestive content but nothing explicit! mostly just underwear snatching BAHBAHX
Grimm:
possessive
he first saw you one time while he was causing general pain/terror/misery in some au to feed. he was instantly smitten and your fear was delicious
he would then visit you nightly. watching you sleep, making sure you're safe all the while invading your dreams with sickening images that always left you shaken when you'd wake up
it's a long time before he reveals himself to you. and you are terrified. you remembered him from the day he had first seen you, how he would mercilessly hurt others, all the while seeming absolutely gleeful. it... bothered you, to say the least. even without his doing, you had nightmares for weeks after, afraid he'd return and you'd be killed by his hand
he decided to take you then. out of your au, to his castle. locked away in a lavish room. it was nice but you were horrified. you couldn't leave. you couldn't sleep. you weren't safe, that monster had you in his grasp and could do whatever he wanted to do to you—!!
he'd never hurt you. physically. he'd manipulate you to hell and back, play with your emotions as the guardian of negativity tends to do, but never would he lay his hand on you. he hardly enjoys the fear on your face every time you see him, even though the taste almost makes him drool.
eventually, he does get tired of this terror you hold for him. why can't you just love him like he loves you? you know he'd do anything for you, right? why can't you just see that? you were meant to be together! stop being so hard to get.
you can't even pretend to warm up to him due to his ability to feel your emotions. you'd try, just so he won't lash out at you, but the lying makes everything worse. you were chained up in a literal dungeon for a week. not only were you alone, but you weren't given any food or water, either.
he's harsh in his punishments because it's the only way you will learn, it is not? he doesn't like liars, and he won't accept his prisoner partner lying straight to his face. you must understand it hurts him just as much as it hurts you to punish you :(
he pretends nothing happened when you're released from the dungeon after such instances. you're locked back up in your pretty room where he'll visit you, all saccharine words and soft touches.
it's scary how different he can be, how cold he could be one instant only to be showering you in affections the next. it leaves you with whiplash
slowly, you find you... actually like being around him. he's so nice to you all the time, he treats you so well, he loves you, he's brainwashing you he gets you anything you want. why were you ever afraid of him? he's only doing this to keep you safe.
yes, he does manipulate your emotions. he can suck all that fear out of you until you're left feeling like an empty husk. and then, when you're most docile, looking into his pretty eye as it fluctuates, expanding and shrinking, forming into pretty shapes—
that's when he truly gets you. it's easy, from there, to rewrite your memories, your feelings for him. it's easy to make you love him.
and you do! you'd do anything for your king, the one who saved you. he didn't save you, he took you. you're not safe. you don't love him. why can't you express that? the anger, the fear? you don't want to be around him, you don't like it here, you don't like him, why can't you control your own body?
you're his. forever and ever.
Aero:
he's very obsessive. prefers watching you from afar, while you're unaware of his presence.
possibly the biggest stalker out of anyone else. he'd spend his whole day following you if he could.
will not hesitate to steal from you. it started out as smaller things you probably won't miss, a small piece of jewellery you never really wore, a bandage from your trash can after you accidentally cut your finger while cooking. but he'll quickly get bolder. your toothbrush has gone missing countless times, to the point you'd be buying another four pack every time you went shopping. your favourite underwear, straight out of your dirty hamper. etcetera, etcetera
he also will not hesitate to cut anyone out of your life he so wishes. he'll... get rid of anyone, as irrelevant to you as a stranger on the street who looked at you a second too long to your family and closest friends.
you're left extremely paranoid. constantly checking over your shoulder, jumping at the smallest noises, seeing shadows out of the corners of your eyes—seeing what you think is a skeleton of all things. how ridiculous, right?
sometimes, when you're sleeping, he'll get in your bed and curl up beside you. cuddling you. watching you. he likes to trace the tips of his phalanges along your arm, your back, the nape of your neck. he likes when you involuntarily shiver, the goosebumps growing on your skin at his delicate touches.
he also likes to leave bites. while you're asleep, so vulnerable... your neck is wide open, so smooth and pure, unblemished... he can't help but mark you up, so others know you're his.
he likes it when you almost catch him, almost see him. he'll blip away at the last minute, when he knows you saw him but you'll play it off as your imagination. it was only out of the corner of your eye, he's not really there...
you first officially meet him at the grocery store. you accidentally ran into him, although you swore he wasn't in your way in the first place. he wasn't there in the first place.
from there, you'll just so happen to run into him other places. your work, the small coffee shop you like to visit, outside your apartment building... he jokes that maybe you were fated to be friends, the world keeps pushing you two to cross paths. you don't know any better, and feel inclined to agree.
he'll try to romance you the traditional way from there. foster a friendship that he hopes turns romantic. only, he's been waiting and waiting and waiting and you're not showing any interest. though, there is this other person who's caught your interest...
they ghost you. they ghost you after feeding you affection, after leading you on. aero's there for you, your shoulder to cry on all the while hiding his red hands.
he's always been there for you, hasn't he? you're well aware of his feelings for you, he's made them very clear from the beginning. why not give him a chance?
he never had to force you to love him. he earned it. and that makes him all the more smug.
Vendetta:
he doesn't stalk you for long before he needs to take you
you wouldn't have even known about him until he kidnapped you, leaving you tied up in his bedroom where you can't escape
he is very possessive of you. he isn't afraid to make it known, just how much you are his, no matter what you or anyone else tries to tell him.
he's absolutely delusional, believing that you're in love with him . it's actually quite the opposite. you hate him for everything he's done, everything he's put you through
he was weird from your first encounter. really, your only encounter. he never let you leave after meeting you, he stole you away from your life upon seeing you for the first time, and he hasn't left you alone.
he'd give you meagre freedom. you can leave the house, but he's got you on a very short leash.
he's very prone to violent episodes. it's best if you make yourself scarce, if possible, during such times. remain quiet, out of sight. don't move. don't speak. it'll only put you in danger.
he's very cold towards you. you're unsure why, because he always claims he loves you, but he doesn't show it. he yells at you, he hits you, he frightens you, yet he tells you he is utterly and hopelessly in love with you. it doesn't make sense
it makes you question if he even knows what love is. you're too afraid to ask him—to speak to him at all, really—but the question nags at you. you begin to believe he has some skewered view of the feeling
he isn't afraid to kill in front of you. nor anyone else, for that matter. if someone's looking at you while you two are out, he won't hesitate to leave them looking similar to swiss cheese, then dip. there's possibly a bounty on your head in a few AUs, but you never need to go there again, do you?
he likes to touch you. hold you. remind himself you're real and alive and not one of his delusions.
sometimes in his more... tolerable... episodes, he'll wrestle you down and just. hold you. he'll mumble to himself and sometimes you catch concerning tidbits, but he doesn't do anything else. you're always glad he likes to act as the big spoon in those situations.
were you ever to get enough courage to try running away, he wouldn't hesitate to kill you. one well-aimed bone attack through that pretty little heart of yours, and you won't ever try running from him again
Pisces:
you've found yourself in the worst-best case scenario with this one. fallen into the famine-struck underground, fighting to survive, to not get eaten.
when you first stepped foot out of the ruins, into the beginning of snowdin forest, chilled to the bone (hehe), he was the first monster you'd met.
and you were lucky it was so. he was instantly smitten and knew he couldn't kill you. so he hid you away in his house, away from the other citizens, away from his brother. hidden you all for himself.
he'd never eat human, but sometimes, when you're asleep and prone and the hunger gets to be too much, he debates how easy it'd be to tear into you. how your blood would spurt out of you if he were to take a bite and tear a chunk of flesh out.
he leaves you alone for awhile after such thoughts. you are none the wiser as to why you're suddenly isolated from your only form of contact. maybe that's for the best.
he has an excuse to hurt others that he sees as a danger to you. it's either them or you. he knows if someone catches wind about you, they'll try to get you, try to take you away from him. he can't let that happen.
he's probably the most mellow of the bunch, but he doesn't have endless patience. he's working so hard to keep you safe, keep you hidden. he saved your life, you owe him. the least you can do is love him back. that's all he wants in return for everything he's done for you. it's easy to give him, isn't it?
you better not be picky, because he won't let you starve. he'll feed you more than himself in hopes of keeping you happy and healthy. just. make sure you don't reject anything he gives you, otherwise things may go south.
you did it once. one time, and never again. it was after a good while of being stuck in his room, long after the cabin fever set in. you were tired of eating the same things every day—berries and nuts picked from bushes deep within snowdin forest, sometimes the rare piece of meat that fell that wasn't from a human. you told him you weren't hungry, you were tired of eating the same things every day and seeing it made you lose your appetite. it sent him into a panic, terror and rage induced. you don't get to choose what you can eat down there, if you did he would have gladly fed you something other than the same things every day. he shoved the food down your throat, nearly asphyxiating you to the point of passing out. you never said anything about food to him again.
he was (almost) always gentle with you. quiet, almost meek in his actions. he always treated you like a scared kitten, slowly approaching, making sure you always heard where he was when he was in the room, stuff like that. the only exceptions were when he thought you were in danger, manhandling you into a safe place, oftentimes almost choking you to ensure you stayed quiet. sometimes you think you've got permanent bruises around your neck in the shape of his hands.
he adores you, despite everything. you're a little fallen angel, sent from above to let him know things could still turn out okay. his own little gift from whatever gods are out there, whoever took mercy on his miserable SOUL. there's still hope for good things.
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relictale-miniverse · 10 months
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Welcome! ☆♡☆♤
Ey there! You may call Mellow I am the owner of this Au/AUs/Relic!Tale/miniverse!☆.
Inside these AUs live multiple monsters/characters to interact and roleplay with! (Mostly skeletons- but there's variety!)
Now..lemme introduce you to the characters that live in these AUs!
CodeGlitch!Tale[The main AU]
[Image coming soon]
-[UNNAMED AU](Time is about the 1800/1900s)
Leonard Maximilian(skele-dragon), Lazarus(demon), Drakon(skele-dragon), Mint(lust) Leaf(Goat)
[-The outcodes]
Kuro(Demon), Shira(skele-wolf), Shin(Kitsune), Hunter(skele-wolf), Gaia(Blood-sucking Eel) Shade(lamia), Stitches(parasite), Flake, Giro(Parasite) Ping&Ru(Parasite) Ves, Patches(Doll monster), Striker&Deimos, Mist, Artik, Hohenheim
[The bitties]
-Teddy, Arlo(Axolotl), Dim(succubus), Lair(Yandere), Lorkan(Octopus), Kojiro(GasterLamia), Hiro(Demon), Klyne(slef-altered lamia)
-Guardians/Destroyers
Ying and yang (Guardians of harmony)
Daylight(Dream variant), Lux, Elvan(Cross)
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Midnight(Nightmare variant), Kanshudo(Killer), Alias, Chex(Horror barra), Neron
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Sketch(Ink variant), Vale(Error/Nightmare fusion)
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That's about everyone so far! They are all always open for Questions/Roleplay so feel free to ask awayy!
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Going anon for this one but William Afton used to have me feelin some type of way. A scenario where he killed his wife to be with you instead is just chefs kiss, then his kids all coming together n being like "Okay cool, new mommy :)" and going platonic yandere over you
Elizabeth would be the worst out of all of them, all William has to do is say "Mommy's sick right now and needs to stay in her room. Call me if she gets out" and she will. Anything to make daddy proud
Escape? Nah, he always comes back.
Yall are bringing me back to an 8th grade state of being and I am SO conflicted right now about wanting to STILL get diddled by the moldy skele-tronic child murderer 👀👀👀👀
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I can't remember if you do yandere type asks but... how do the yandere fell/swapfell bros treat their crush if they learned their true intentions? If you wanna throw in the horror bros I'd take that as my Christmas bonus lol.
I do actually like me a yan boy... The ideal version, of course. Knowing that someone actually wants me, and loves above all else? .... Well... Let's just say I endured some childhood trauma... With lasting effects... Lol
It really, honestly, depends on how the crush reacts.
If the crush is not for it, terrified, all the kicking and screaming, they're going to be kicking and screaming all the way to where the skeleton is planning on keeping them.
If they don't take it seriously, good, ha ha, yeah, it was just a joke.... *yandere look from behind them*
If the crush thinks they're ok with it (they *think* they know what yandere is but have a cute romantic idea about it), it's nice that they come willingly! But... When crush finds out how it really is, they're in for a rude awakening, and the skele is going to get a bit scary. But- but they knew this whole time! Didn't they...? Yes! They said they were fine with it! Traitors! They lied to me! They talked to that other person right in front of me like I didn't exist! They're a liar! They'll leave me... I have to stop that... They can't leave if they can't run... I just need to take their legs... Yes. Sorry, crush, but you've lost leg privileges!
Now, the very rare, ok to never leave the house or talk to unapproved people, or any of that, willing to play along with his perfect ideal, they'd be overjoyed! And love happily ever after! ... Until about a year at max later when he kills them when he gets in a crazy, jealous, obsessive mood.
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Would you make an x Lord Hater fic? Assuming you know what Wonder over Yander is!
I have no clue who he is, unfortunately 💀 all i know is that he'sa skele guy lmao.
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youryanderex · 12 hours
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deathcapyanderex
skele-of-death
bloodywebcapnarc
deadlyribcage
clusterbmacrabe
clusterbbotanicals
yandnarcorpse (Yandere + narc + corpse)
I can find more ^^
-Emily & Charlie (Hazbin)
You guys these are so cool!!
Deathcapyandex
Yandnarcorpse
Deadlyribcage
My favourites so far
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ao3feed-undertale1 · 3 months
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bad idea right?
read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53706139 by PrincessCxndy When Gaster died he asked you to finish his machine for him, after all he had no one besides you to finish it for him. Well after many sleepless nights and many set backs you finally finished the machine. Now after turning it on and with it exploding, you find yourself waking up in a different place with three different skeletons looking over you. Questioning if your a Sans or a Papyrus and then they realize that you’re neither and a complete different skeleton. Words: 14, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game), Underfell - Fandom, underswap, Swapfell - Fandom, Horrortale - Fandom, Mafiafell - Fandom, Underlust - Fandom, Echotale - Fandom Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Sans, Papyrus (Undertale), Reader, Toriel (Undertale), Frisk (Undertale) Relationships: Sans (Undertale)/Reader, Papyrus (Undertale)/Reader, Alphys/Undyne (Undertale), Asgore Dreemurr/Toriel Additional Tags: Reverse Harem, Skeleton Reader, fem!reader - Freeform, bara sans(s) & papyrus(s), Fluff, Angst, Alternate Universe - Underfell (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Underswap (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Mafiafell (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Swapfell (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Echotale (Undertale), undertale - Freeform, Alternate Universe - Horrortale (Undertale), Alternate Universe - Underlust (Undertale), Skele-Harem, Reader is skeleton, reader is female, Possessive sans & papyrus, Reader-Insert, Romance, Semi dark things, yandere(?) sans & papyrus, Pranks and Practical Jokes, Timelines, Polyamory, reader/everyone - Freeform, Reader is not sans or papyrus, Reader Is Not Frisk (Undertale), Reader Is Not Chara (Undertale), Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Not Beta Read, Bad Puns, Bad Flirting, Cannon papyrus and blue are adults and will be treated as such, Dirty thoughts of reader, nothing to serious, Reader is kinda of a sub, skeletons are doms, A lot more tags to come when there’s more chapters, Smut later in chapters read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/53706139
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angstyfluffwriter · 6 years
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Anyone Wanna Submit a Headcanon Prompt Thing?
I’m in the mood to do whatever prompt people want me to do. So my inbox is open to whatever you guys wanna read. Or something.
What I’ll Write:
X Angst/Fluff
X Crack/Serious Scenarios
X Anything SFW X Angst W/Trigger Warnings
Universes:
X UnderTale/Fell/Swap X FellSwap (Red) X SwapFell (K.H) X OuterTale X EchoTale/Fell/Swap X UnderHunt X UnderPray X Yandere **All AUs Belong to Their Respected and Loved Creators**
Characters (Max of Six!):
Flowey Toriel Sans Papyrus Grillby Undyne Alphys Mettaton Asgore Asriel G!Sans G!Papyrus
Ships I’ll Write:
X Reader x (Insert Desired Character here) X SpicyHoney X BBQJerky (SwapFell!Papyrus x FellSwap!Papyrus) X Adult!Frans X Adult!Charisk X Alphdyne X Papyton
Ships I WILL NOT Write:
X Fontcest X Soriel X Papgore
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avac11 · 3 years
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todays spin the wheel wasssssssssss Yan!berry!
I got a lot of inspiration from the yan!berry Hush! meme here’s the link cause I rlly luv this meme X3 - https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0BshcALMcrI
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OKAY OKAY, yandere house! But you took all the covers and pillows and made yourself a corner somewhere to just relax under a pile. Like all the covers, from all the skeles and a lot of the pillows, how screwed are you? Reactions?
Sans -Doesn’t notice. He can see what you're doing on the cameras but the skeleton hardly sleeps in his bed so he wouldn’t notice the missing sheets nor that you are using them to build a ceiling. He has no issue with you making this pillow fort as long as he can still see you somehow. If not he’ll just move some blankets no biggy. 
Papyrus -He thinks this looks like a lot of fun and actually wants to help you build and expand the fort. He brings you even more pillows and blankets and the fort just keeps expanding. Some of the other skeletons even join in, there's a small war over land, you get to watch a movie. It’s a real cozy time. 
Red -He makes a joke about how if you wanted to be in his sheets you were more than welcome before lying down with you. He doesn’t really care that you stole the bed sheets or that your making a fort with them but he will not be helping clean up this mess. 
Edge -As long as his sheets are back, clean and bed made by the time he wants to go to sleep he has no issue with it. If they however have not been returned by this time there may be some words, or more accurately a home made poision smoke bomb that he has been wanting to test lobbed into the fort. 
Blue -Don’t steal from this monster you lunatic! You had plenty of blankets and pillows in your own room. There was no need to piss him off but now you have. He insists that if you like the fort so much you can stay there for the next three days. If you had just asked it would have been fine but since you stole them like a little thief you will be punished. I hope you brought snacks and incorporated the bathroom into your fort because if not your screwed. 
Orange -Asks if he can help. He thinks it's cute that you're making a blanket fort, you can keep his blankets for all he cares, it’s not like he hasn’t slept on worse than a bare mattress.If you don’t want his help he asks if he can just chill on the couch nearby then. He just wants to be near you.  
Berry -He was fuming about someone stealing the linen, thinking it was blue, but his mood immediately changes when he sees the thief. He is instantly interested in what you're doing and asks you a bunch of questions about your building and even offers some really good suggestions. He won’t touch anything unless you say its ok though. 
Syrup -He watched you take his sheets and honestly is just content to sit in the corner and watch you have some fun. He does invite himself inside your fort when it’s finished but it’s relaxing even with him there. Well that is until Syrup accidentally falls asleep and traps you in one of his inescapable hugs.
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