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UnderTale AU - Player:[VOIDTALE]

Background Lore

[Player] goes through many genocide runs, taking their pain, frustration, and stress out on fictional characters

After yet another genocide run, [Player] true RESETS the game but gets caught up in [irl] problems, unable to return to the game

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In 'Frisk's' sudden disappearance, Sans becomes more unstable than he already was (genocide route over and over again)

Sans grows restless waiting, constantly on edge

In a fit of desperation and his spiraling mental health, Sans tears his soul out

-his justification being that 'Frisk' will just RESET when they notice he's not there

...He doesn't die somehow, but feels... content, no worry, no fear, no sadness,... no joy, no... happiness...

...void

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[Player] awakes with a horrible, splitting headache in a field of... yellow flowers

[Player] doesn't have a soul of their own as they aren't from the world, as such, their body latches on to the first/only soul with no body, Sans' soul

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Frisk wakes up in the flower field once again... they feel... strange

It feels as if something has changed, something has left them...

They feel... free

ABOUT:

Sans

[Player]

Frisk - NOT OUT

A/N: Feel free to send in asks about the au or sans!

WISC -Wolf In Sheep's Clothing

Synopsis:

In a world with humans and magical creatures, all is not well. A war is on the rise and rapidly approaching between 2 major sides: 1. The humans and creatures that want to live together peacefully and 2. The humans that want to exterminate all magical creatures.  

On the side for magical creatures is a corrupt group that is growing in size undetected—those who want to use the creatures, to experiment and turn them into pets, weapons, items. This is who Dracodas is growing up around—a dragon locked in a cage to be turned into a weapon for the war. He doesn’t remember how he ended up with them, but they have always been there to make sure he was still alive, so… they’re family, right? 

I rate the silly 10/10 in cuteness points

Sadly I have no good pictures of my dogs as puppies as 1 was already past the tiny puppy stage when we got her and the other one has a mostly black coat beside her paw tips so she just looks like a small lump of void lmao

Imagine, a reader who despite preferring cats, gets Chuuya a puppy for his birthday

I just want to see Chuuya happy, he's been through too much

Guess who left it in the drafts and completely forgot about it...

Also the reader reminds me of dazai bc dosen't he prefer cats too??

Chuuya stared at the small, squirming bundle of fur in his arms, mouth slightly agape. The puppy—no larger than a loaf of bread—tilted its head, its floppy ears twitching as if equally perplexed by the turn of events.

"You got me a dog?" Chuuya finally asked, his voice unreadable.

You lounged lazily on the couch, arms draped over the backrest, watching his reaction with amusement. "What, were you expecting a cat?" you mused, voice laced with the familiar tease that always got under his skin.

Chuuya scoffed. "No, but you prefer cats."

"Exactly," you replied, as if that explained everything. And to you, maybe it did.

The little dog—tan with white markings—squirmed in Chuuya’s hold before clambering clumsily onto his chest, its tail wagging excitedly. Chuuya, caught between surprise and something suspiciously close to giddiness, instinctively steadied it with gloved hands. The tiny creature looked up at him with wide, trusting eyes, then let out an eager yap.

Tch. Annoying. But cute.

Chuuya clicked his tongue but didn’t push it away. "You got this for me?"

"Well, obviously," you sighed, stretching your legs out. "You’re a dog person. It was either this or a hat, and let’s be real—you probably have a secret stash of those somewhere."

Chuuya flushed, opening his mouth to retort before shutting it with a scowl. Damn you. You were insufferable. And yet, as the puppy eagerly licked at his gloved fingers, Chuuya felt his lips twitch upward despite himself.

"...Thanks," he muttered, barely above a whisper.

You grinned, pleased with yourself. "Oh, don’t mention it. Consider it my act of charity for the year."

Chuuya threw a pillow at your face.

The puppy barked happily.

Also take a look at this silly (my dog)

Kitty

sketchbook dump

used a lot of bases on pinterest for references and some cosplays of skk for references?

Wolf In Sheep's Clothing

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guys i think my style in inconsistent. like wtf. that is definitely not my style??? but i think it's lowkey cute for a quick doodle. (i'm so obsessed with him)

retired harbinger!capitano x florist!reader

capitano runs into you by chance. it's a cold day in snezhnaya, as it usually was. the snow fell slowly, the sun was hidden behind grayish-white clouds, and the soles of his winter boots crunched hard into the ground. he expected nothing from the day nor from the people he would run into.

until he saw you.

"sir! sir!"

you were out of breath when you had caught up to him, your breath heaving heavily as you took a hold of his sleeve.

"what is it?"

he didn't try to hide his disdain or the fact that you were bothering him, but that didn't deter you. not in the slightest.

and you smiled at him. breathless and bright-eyed before raising your other hand, in it was a flower.

"for you, sir. i hope you have a wonderful day!"

you were a florist. your little shop being something he casually passed by without a second glance.

he took the flower you offered to him, and bid you farewell, but this time with a softer tone than before.

and as you ran off back to the front of your shop to get more flowers for each passerby, he decided that maybe he would walk down this road again tomorrow.

Hazbin Hotel - Helluva Boss

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