Every Boop I Receive Shall Be Returned Tenfold.

I am Dragonflame, God of the game.

... Guess the time I spent on writing my AU is coming back to bite me.

I am Arran, god of the most important thing

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Bad Sansuary day 8: yearning (feat. Horror)

I am using a little OC of mine for this, since I think she really fits the Bad Sanses (ahem she's crazy ahem). We're in a scenario where she's been with the gang for a while now. There is no romanticism in this, I think it'll mainly be her interacting with the gang following the prompts. It's also a weird mix of canon, fanon and headcanon. I tried my best, but beware of the cringe >_<

Every character belongs to its respective owner

Ashes belongs to me

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

Everything was eerily quiet in the AU, everyone either hiding or already dead. Horror could hear the sounds of destruction and Blasters firing some blocks away, Dust and Killer having been sent to cause some destruction and generally be a distraction, while Horror and Ashes had been sent to rummage through some houses after swapping roles with them, them being the one terrorizing survivors before. They wanted to try and make positive AUs more negative, bringing Dream to a disadvantage in terms of power and making sure that what happened with Ink a few missions ago wouldn't happen again.

Horror broke into the Snowdin Shop, kicking the door open, and Ashes sauntered in after him, looking around with an "excited" expression like she had never seen the place before going up to the counter and jumping over it to go to the other side, Horror following her. They both rummaged around, Horror stealing all the food while Ashes took all the gold and sparkly things she could find, stocking her inventory with them.

At one point Horror found himself staring at a little doll he found on the counter, reliving memories about a little bunny girl back home, a girl whose life had been cut short when the Core shut down, one of the many he couldn't save from starvation and Undyne's guards. He held it tightly, his sharp tips of his phalanges piercing through some of the fabric as he remembered how it was back home. He didn't often let himself remember the life in his AU, but sometimes the memories got the best of him like his hunger did. The living hell it had slowly become after Frisk crossed that Barrier. His hope that slowly dwindled as things got worse. The things he had done, and the things that had been done to him. And then he remembered of before the famine, before Undyne's coup, before Frisk. He remembered a time that if not perfect, was peaceful. Where he could still smile and laugh. Where people weren't dying left and right like mosquitoes. Where they could all be happy.

Once, he wished for things to be fixed, to find a solution to all his problems, to find a Happy Ending. Now, what he truly yearned for was for everything to go back the way it was before. For everything to be normal again.

But of course, he couldn't be that lucky. Even if the Boss did let him go and leave the gang, his AU was one of the few who didn't have Reset. He was stuck. And would probably be for a long time.

"Whatcha looking at?"

He was snapped back to reality as Ashes, who was leaning over the counter, looked at him curiously, a bit of malice in her eyes as she looked at the doll he was still holding and then back at him.

"Ohhhhh, reminiscing the past, ay big guy? Didn't take you for the nostalgic type~"

He tensed up a bit at that, but she simply tilted her head and stared him right in the eyes, waiting for him to say something while holding her hands under her chin. He hesitated as he answered

"Just... Thinking about back home, that's all."

Her smile got a little wider, and she leaned over more, arms on the counter

"Lemme guess, you want things to go back to the way they were before, hm? Before everything got messed up"

He was taken aback by this, and gave her a cautious look.

"How do you know that?"

She giggled, getting back into a more normal position.

"C'mon, we aren't that different you and I!~"

Then she stopped, seemingly reflecting for a moment.

"... Alright no that's a lie. We are very different. But it's not so unusual for people as messed up as us to wish to go back, to yearn and crave for normality. When everything was simpler and all that. I find it boring to be honest"

Horror tilted his head, reflecting on that. It made sense, at least in part. He surely wasn't happy with who he was now or what he did, and definitely found his old life much more bearable. He looked at Ashes, a question forming in his head, and he asked her:

"... So what do you yearn for anyway?"

At that, she blocked, eyes snapping to his and staring him with a weird expression as her smile froze on her face. Horror actually started to get a little unnerved before she suddenly got normal again and spoke up.

"Nothing, everything, who cares? We are never gonna obtain what we want anyway. So why even bother?!"

Horror was actually a bit worried at that, but when he tried to answer the Boss teleported in the shop.

"Horror, Ashes. The Stars are here. We need to go"

"Of course Boss!"

Ashes said that with a cheerful tone, as if nothing happened, and winked at Horror. Nightmare surrounded them with his tentacles. Then everything faded to black, and they left the AU.

So, I've been listening to "Harpy Hare" for the past couple hours and I just got a sick character concept.

Imagine there's this mother, with a bunch of children. She's overprotective, doesn't let them go out at all, and takes away anything that can represent the vaguest threat, including "dangerous toys". As the children grow up though, they realize that this is no life and get into a discussion with their mother, who becomes furious and locks them into their room as punishment. Then she storms off, but she regrets it after some hours, buys a gift for the kids and comes back. But when she gets home, she discovers that the house was robbed and her kids were all killed. And as she sits there and grieves, she realizes she couldn't protect them even with how protective she was, and they died all alone and afraid and it's all her fault.

Fun fact 1: you know how I said that for me physical DETERMINATION and mental determination are two different things? That actually is something canon in Undertale. Let me explain. In Legends of Localization, a book written by the translators of the game to explain the process of translating the game from english to japanese, to make the ideas clear to the translators Toby explained what exactly is determination in Undertale. This is the explanation:

So yeah, I thought it'd be fun to share, especially since many people haven't read the book. I remember watching a video of a theorist, hearing him talk about this note, and the next thing you know is that I changed my AU to include this information too. Thought it'd be nice to explain my reasoning.

Ok this is all, bye!

That's so cool! Sorry if I didn't understand well, but does that mean that I can join the adventure too?!! If I can, I'll explode from the pure joy.

So, my YouTube algorithm suggested me a live of a d&d session set in the UTMV???Uh?????

Who is the genius that had the idea? How does it work? Most important of all, will there be other sessions after this one? If yes, then that's a dream come true.

Hey there! That was a combination of me and most of my discord server!

I wanted to start a DnD campaign that most in my server would enjoy, and we all usually bond over the UnderTale MultiVerse, so I created a homebrewed system based on UnderTale so we can play. (Which, if you want to use the system, you are more than welcome to do so! I just ask for credits 😃)

As you watch the sessions, it comes clear you have some pacifist actions, and genocide actions. Each is tied to a soul and a primary color, determining your resource and damage for that action. Each player created their own characters and attacks, making each unique. We all started in the Omega Timeline and they got 'hired' to run genocide/pacifist runs within various AUs. It's a great way to introduce OCs to the world who wants to watch!

There will be many sessions after the previous ones, yes! The story has just begun, and it's setting up the canon lore for UnderReinado, a subsection and an AU created by Iro!Sans.

As for another campaign entirely, we will see! I hope to continue a campaign, but it ultimately depends if people want to join and if the YouTube audience likes it enough.

Thanks for your question and interest! It does mean a lot!

Bad Sansuary day 5: missed (feat. Dust)

I am using a little OC of mine for this, since I think she really fits the Bad Sanses (ahem she's crazy ahem). We're in a scenario where she's been with the gang for a while now. There is no romanticism in this, I think it'll mainly be her interacting with the gang following the prompts. It's also a weird mix of canon and fanon. I tried my best, but beware of the cringe >_<

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

Dust belongs to @ask-dusttale

Ashes belongs to me

Dust knew Ashes was a very tough opponent. He saw how she fought in battle, when they attacked AUs and Dream and the Star Sanses showed up. She threw herself at the enemy with reckless abandon, taking hit after hit with nonchalance and hitting hard and fast, leaving little to no room to dodge or attack back. But he expected her to be very bad at dodging, seeing how she basically threw herself into the enemy's attack.

Seeing how this was a sparring match where the first one to hit the other won, and seeing how he was pretty good at dodging, Dust expected to have at least a slight advantage on her though.

It wasn't until they started fighting that he understood how badly he had miscalculated.

She was quick to react to his incoming attacks and somehow managed to avoid and squeeze through every single one of his patterns, putting up a good fight even when he tried to change his patterns to catch her off guard. In return, he dodged every single one of her attacks even if with some difficulty, and they kept going at it for some time.

Dust could see from the corner of his eye socket Killer and Horror watching intently, waiting to see who would come out on top in the end. The two of them already fought and were placing bets on how his fight was gonna go, Horror betting on Ashes while Killer thought Dust was gonna win.

Dust snapped back into the fight when a fireball flew by his face, missing him by a few inches. He took a step back and retorted by sending a few bones at Ashes, which she ducked under and sprinted back up and towards him to try and get closer, as Dust teleported away to get some breath. He could feel the exhaustion of the fight starting to settle in, he was determined to win this but Ashes was starting to wear him out. He noticed then that even though she was still going strong she was starting to show the signs of he body getting tired as well, she seemed to not care about it but it was clear she couldn't keep going for long without collapsing.

Dust steeled himself and sent some more bones at Ashes, making some of them come out of the ground as well to which Ashes responded by summoning some fireballs and also sending waves of fire after Dust, who did his best to dodge them, getting his hoodie burned a little but he was quick to put the fire out. He stared at Ashes, trying to guess her next move, and she just smiled at him, sharp teeth flashing at him and eyes locked in his. She summoned flames on her hands, slightly shifting position, and Dust summoned a long bone as he braced for the impact that came a moment later, Ashes launching herself at him with flaming hands and him parrying with his bone.

They stood there wrestling for a few moments, Ashes grabbing his bone staff and him trying to get free and hit her with it, locked in this position where no one could hit anyone. Eventually Dust tried to free himself by jumping back, but Ashes was onto him immediately and tried to take a few swings at him, as he dodged and tried to find an opening to teleport away and attack.

He found himself in a position where he could push Ashes back and get an opening, so he did and teleported away, taking a second to catch his breath. He had to end this quickly, and as he looked over at Ashes he could see she thought something similar. They were both gonna drop soon, and Dust wanted this to end as quickly as possible.

He got an idea, focusing all his remaining energies on a Gaster Blaster and a few bones who trapped Ashes and didn't let her escape the range of the Blaster. She looked up at the Blaster with an almost crazed expression, and she raised her hand as she summoned her own sort of blaster as well, a dragon skull he had sometimes seen her use in battle that spit a powerful blue fire. They both charged up their attacks, then let them fire with all their remaining energies.

The beams of energy and fire clashed in the middle of the sparring arena, and Dust immediately felt the toll as he fed his Blaster more and more energy, gritting his teeth and feeding it one big final wave of energy as a final resort, causing an explosion which let out a lot of smoke as Dust collapsed against the barrier of the sparring arena, gripping at the ropes tightly to sustain himself and waiting for the smoke to clear.

As the smoke slowly faded, Dust saw Ashes' figure slowly get clearer. She was kneeling down, clearly exhausted and panting heavily but still smiling somehow. Dust checked her over for injuries, but he surprisingly found none as he slowly realized what happened.

They both came out unscathed from the match.

It was a draw.

Howdy! Welcome to my little corner.

How can you call me? I go with tons of nicknames! You can call me Dragon, Draca, Luv, Luvy, Luvia, Cherry, Drago or Draga for short. I don't mind any nickname. Take your pick :3

I'm just a random minor with too much imagination and writing projects, no skill in drawing whatsoever, and absolutely no social life. I'm also Aroace and on the Autism spectrum.

I got tons of fandoms I'm in, off the top of my head Undertale, Deltarune, In Stars and Time, Omori, One Shot, Epic the Musical, Hamilton the musical, Mouthwashing, Arcane, Slay the Princess and Gravity Falls.

I'm also an aspiring writer, and will maybe rant about random fanfiction/OCs here. Mainly Undertale related things.

Also asks are completely open! Feel free to throw whatever you want at me ^^

I got an ao3 account with some stuff if you wanna check it out!

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Dragonflame3232

Also, here's a link for my discord server where I'll talk abt my ocs too if you want to join

https://discord.gg/79zhBezRF7

OMG THAT'S MY DAUGHTER THERE

(for context, one of the versions of my persona is in the last two pictures :3)

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Art Dump #6

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