Bad Sansuary Day 3: PDA (feat. Dust)

Very interesting idea for an AU, nice work! I'm surprised by your originality.

What if theres an au where the fallen soul is not named but addressed as "[PLAYER]". what if the buttons are glitched? what if when reset is pressed they end up erasing everything? what if they could only press reset once but never knew? they end up in a sort of white void or a never ending loading screen?

The au's button are glitched for unkown reasons. The people in the au are nice but just seem..quite off. [PLAYER] has no idea, but decide to do a pacifist route. No injury or death of any monsters but [PLAYER] notices that the star used to [SAVE] their game is odd. it shines brightly and seems to have a mind of its own? They continues their game, interacting with others who seems anxious. Some monsters straight up dislike [PLAYER]. they avoid them, ignore them and are quiet and visibly in distress: Anxious,reserved,tired and confused. [PLAYER] continues their game. The main characters as in toriel,sans,papyrus,ect..look like they KNOW something that [PLAYER] doesn't. Although, sans seems to drop hint about wanting to never restart this adventure because of "fear of never meeting them" or how he would hate to start over. [PLAYER] had quickly realized that the underground is quiet and they feel observed. They ask toriel who freezes in place and says that its only in their head. the game goes along a sort of weird dialogue but somewhat follows the rules of the original game of [UNDERTALE]. (more lore to finish). When [PLAYER] wants to [RESET] the game, the button glitches, the au glitches, everything is becoming blank, people are disappearing. screams of terror fills [PLAYERS] ears. Everyone is gone, they are floating into the nothing of a glitched void. [PLAYER]'s soul is a white heart (maybe upside down) with a black slash across it,cracks,black squares glitching and- the [SAVE] star that has been following them around is in front of their soul. they get a new item called [NECKLACE "SAVE END"] (name of the necklace that i need to be find). They can access their [STATUS],[SKILLS],[LEVEL],[PROFIL].

i will change and update this of course and ill do a post about [PLAYER] later on that will change eventually too.

:3

Ah, ah...

Edit Note: I'm really amazed by how much love this post got. Guess it just shows we're all in the same boat. I do have other humorous writing memes on this tumblr under the same tag, if you're interested. Never give up writing! ❤️

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*resurrects from the dust to announce this*

Mhhh

Yeah maybe I'm gonna participate, just have to clear up a few things

I know it might sound silly to ask because bad sansuary is all about making art about either self insert or reader or oc or whatever else ships with the bad sanses, but can I write some of the prompts without making it a romantic ship? Like I do a self insert but it's not about anyone falling in love with anyone it's just about how I would interact with them following the prompts. I know it's a stupid question but eh, I would like to know if I can still participate in my own way

yes of course, that's not a silly question at all! if you don't wanna write romance you're not obligated to ^^ you can write platonic stuff, just the bad sanses interacting with each other, etc!

🤣🤣🤣

but if I'M a traumatized kid and YOU'RE a traumatized kid... who's playing the game!?

Bad Sansuary day 7: blanket (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 >_<

Every character belongs to its respective owner

Ashes belongs to me

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

The mission had taken its toll on everyone, and Dust could see it. Even the Boss was a little exhausted, having fought against Dream in a mainly positive AU. They weren't supposed to fight the Star Sanses there, the original mission was to kill a King Papyrus in a Neutral Ending AU to ensure anarchy and increase the negativity in the AU and then go away, but Core Frisk saw them this time and warned the Stars, and Ink caught them off guard as he had found a way to teleport them all into a positive AU where the gang would be at disadvantage. They held their own, managing to somehow not get seriously injured until Nightmare opened a portal and they all fled.

They were all tired, to the point of almost collapsing where they stood, and Nightmare let them go immediately after they got back for once. It was clear he was very tired as well even if he didn't show it, and Dust couldn't really complain about it. While the Boss mostly left them alone, it wasn't wise to stick around him when he was in a bad mood, and after a mission ended up like this he was always in a bad mood. They all kept silent as he went to his office and shut the door, and they could all feel some of the tension release. They headed to their respective rooms in silence, but suddenly Dust felt a wave of dizziness hit him as he felt himself fall with a thud to the floor.

He felt someone coming at his side and helping him up, but he was too out of it to care. He felt himself being brought somewhere and then he was laid down on a soft surface, probably the couch in the living room. He was kinda cold, but he couldn't find the energy to search and get anything to warm for himself. Exhaustion from too much magic usage was nasty.

Some discussion started up, the voices confused and blurred, but eventually they left and he was left alone to try and regain some consciousness. He groaned as things slowly got a little less blurry, but a headache slowly started to build up, and he shut his eyes as he also heard faint whispers. He ignored everything and focused on trying to get a grip on himself instead, somehow slowly managing.

"Soooooo, Dusty, how's it hanging for you buddy?"

His eyes opened again, focusing on a blue figure beside him. Ashes.

She was toying with a knife, twirling it between her fingers, balancing it by the tip on her palm and moving it near her cheek or left eye at random times. Her usual smirk was backed up by a curious look, and she poked at his hand as if trying to figure out what he was doing. He tried to move away from her, but the tiredness pervading his body didn't let him move much.

She smiled as she stopped playing with the knife, instead pointing it at him and making a gesture taking in his whole body.

"Y'know, you really worried the behemoth back there. The big giant probably saw countless monsters fall to their knees like you did only to dust on the spot because of the starvation, back in his AU. He thought you were gonna go down like that too, would you believe it? He's cooking up a feast for you right there in the kitchen. Boy you have no idea how worried he is!"

She raised her hands to the sky, letting out a giggle as she said those words and observed them take effect into the mind of the dust skeleton. Before Dust could say anything, she continued.

"And as for Oil leak... Well, despite not being able to feel worry, he actually got you something, would you believe it? Almost makes one sentimental..."

She stared off into the void, lost in whatever thoughts her contorted mind produced, losing concentration for a moment before snapping back to reality and smiling at him. He shivered.

"I stole it from him the moment he turned his back, but don't tell him, aye? Would ruin the fun. After all, seeing him search for something all around the castle would be quite entertaining."

He narrowed his inexistent eyebrows at her, but before he could talk she kept talking, on a full rambling streak

"Of course, I'm not just here to taunt your bed ridden and fatigue pervaded body. Nah, I'm here to offer you a deal."

She took out a pillow and a blanket from seemingly out of nowhere, waving them in front of him just out of his reach.

"Now, I know that couch isn't exactly the most comfortable place to rest in the castle, and I also know that you tend to get cold when you used too much magic. So, like the good teammate I am, I brought here these things that I totally did not steal from Killer"

She leaned forward, tilting her head and staring him directly in his eyes.

"I'll give you these two little gifts if in exchange you will pass me the things you can't eat from the feast the big guy is preparing you. I doubt you will be able to eat all of that anyway, I'm starving and we don't waste food. Looks like a win-win to me right?~"

Dust stared at her, weighting the request she made. On one hand, it looked innocent enough, but on the other hand nothing was straightforward with Ashes. He stared at her, eyes boring into her soul to find her intentions, but she remained unreadable.

"Aw c'mon, Dusty, I'll even get some bottles of alcohol from the Boss's stash to sweeten up the deal mhm?~"

He spoke up.

"Won't you get caught?"

She laughed at that, looking at him like he was the crazy one.

"Silly, who said I cared?~"

She stared, smile widening a little.

"So, do we have a deal?~"

Dust hesitated, then he shrugged and grabbed the pillow, putting it under his head. Why not. After all he doubted she could do anything drastic with what she asked. Her smile widened at that, and she chuckled.

"Very well~"

She grabbed the blanket and laid it on Dust, covering him completely and even making sure it wouldn't slide. Eventually, she stepped back and patted Dust patronizingly on the head, giggling a little.

"Sleep tightly, Dusty~"

With that, Dust felt the tiredness come back ten times stronger, and as he slowly slipped into the darkness Ashes's smile was the last thing he saw.

Bad Sansuary day 2: show off (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 stared at the screen of the console with the image of game over for him for a long moment. Then he stared at the laughing mess beside him going by the name of Ashes. Then he looked back at the screen, confused and trying to figure out what just happened as Horror and Killer, who were also playing with him to the game that just ended, stared in awe and surprise at the screen as well wondering the same thing. In all of this, Ashes's screen was the only one showing the victory screen. And the little showoff was laughing her soul out at their misery

It all started with a relatively innocent series of events. Killer had challenged Dust to a round of Mario Kart 8 deluxe with a bet, Dust took it, and they spent some time playing when Horror joined as well. They had been playing for a few rounds before Ashes decided to let her presence be known... In her usual way

"Watcha doin?"

She had suddenly popped up from nowhere and jumpscared Horror by sneaking up on him while he was focused and asking him that directly to his ear. His natural reaction had been to pin her on the ground and spawn a few bones, but he got a hold of himself before butchering her head and let her go. Of course Ashes found it hilarious, but after her fit of giggles Killer explained what they were doing.

"Ohhhhh, nice. Imma join"

She sat down next to Dust, who scooted over a little, and grabbed a controller.

They spent a while choosing which of the battle modes they would play, eventually settling for Renegade roundup because Ashes was weirdly insistent on playing it for some reason. They put her in team with Horror and they called dibs to be Authorities. Dust was a little annoyed by that because despite the name, being an Authority was pretty cool, but he supposed it didn't matter since they'd swap later. Then the round started.

Immediately after, they found out she was better at the game than they predicted. She captured the other Renegades swiftly with a little help from Horror, the bots falling like flies in front of her ruthlessness, before setting off to finding and capturing Killer and Dust. She played with them like the cat and a couple of canaries, letting them go before capturing them again with a sadism Dust had seen her show only in battle. She let Killer free, but she never let him free Dust or the other Renegades and captured him only when there were only a few seconds left, leaving them staring at the screen bitterly. Then the next round came, the roles swapped, everyone got ready.

And they discovered the true reason why Ashes wanted to play this mode so much.

Throughout the entirety of the round, nor Killer or Dust managed to capture her a single time. She sprinted away right before they were going to catch her, pulling moves so incredible they didn't know how she pulled them off, teasing them by sprinting right in front of them and evading capture. Her and Horror won that round, and the round after, and all the other rounds, Ashes showing off incredible tricks just to mock them.

So at one point, they decided that she'd be playing against everyone else in the final round. They planned everything, building up an ambush, trying to guide her there and get her. They had her trapped, there were a few seconds left, Killer sprinted to get at her-

She used the feather she had in her inventory. And she jumped over him.

The game ended.

And now Dust was wondering where the heck did she learn how to play like that, but most of all he was fuming. It was clear she was just being a showoff for the entire duration of the game.

When he turned to confront her about it, she was gone

Since I somehow got my motivation back, I'll put Soulless!tale away for now to do some renovations to it. Don't know if I'll be able to finish it though, my motivation is staring at me while going for the cold depths of the afterlife. Sorry everyone.

My day:

It was pretty crazy.

Bad Sansuary day 9: prey (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 >_<

Messing around with Ashes' pov again.

Every character belongs to its respective owner

Bad Sansuary belongs to @owl-bones

Ashes belongs to me

She ran. The shadows bent in the corner of her vision, closing in on her. She ran, as she chased after the silhouette that ran from her. She got closer and closer, the smell of fear in the air keeping her going. She bumped against a few obstacles, the shadows tearing at her and blood dripped on the ground as she kept going ignoring it. With one final sprint, she tackled the figure and pinned her against a tree, but the force of the tackle shattered some kind of invisible wall, shards of reality flying around them and reflecting her reflection a hundred, a thousand, a million of times. As the predator and the prey floated in the void, Ashes saw herself in the one she was hunting. Her stubborn, annoying old self, who survived through the horrors she was put through somehow, how she was before everything, the betrayals and the pain.

The fragments of reality stabbed through both of them, and Ashes saw tears filling the eyes of her old self. She just smiled, filled with madness as her blood flowed out of her body, and at one point the fragments became strings digging into both of them, and the face in front of her flashed from her own to all the people who she hurt and who hurt her, who she killed and who killed her.

She raised her knife, the motion hurting her but she couldn't stop, and she stabbed the faces shifting in front of her, a sharp pain filling her as well every time she plunged the knife into the shifting mold in front of her, the shadows and darkness filling her vision as she stabbed again and again.

Everything fell into the darkness.

When she woke up, she felt the copper taste of blood in her mouth. The voices were cackling, and she stared up at the ceiling before suddenly standing up, exiting her room and going to the kitchen. She needed to put something in her stomach.

Blood always made her hungry.

She found out she wasn't the only one awake in the middle of the night when she saw the lights on. Perfect. She really needed a distraction, someone to tease and confuse to avoid thinking about everything. She silently sneaked into the kitchen and spotted Horror, who was probably either stress eating or stress preparing a lot of food after the little stunt she had pulled a few days earlier. Eheheh... It was hilarious to watch.

She slowly sneaked up behind Horror and stole an apple, knowing he'd notice it was missing, then climbed on top of the fridge while he was turned away and hung upside down from it, her legs hooked on the top of it. She threw the apple at Horror, him snapping towards her but relaxing a little once he saw it was "only" her. He still remained a bit tense though, so a point for him. He stared at her with a confused expression, and she waved.

"Why hello there big guy, wasn't expecting to find you here. Having a bad night?~"

He turned away and towards the counter, not saying anything.

"Aw c'mon, don't give me the..."

Ashes somehow managed to open the fridge without falling from the position she was in, smirking a little

"... Cold shoulder now. C'mon, we're pals after all, no?"

She jumped down the fridge, going to sit on a counter besides Horror's food.

"Alright, I know you're still pissy from what I did, but listen, I am really sorry okay?"

She wasn't, but she didn't need to say that now did she? She doubted he would even believe her.

"How about we just chat instead? Just you, me, the voices..."

He actually looked at her weird as she mentioned the voices, but she ignored that. People always did that anyway, and if she found another one who heard voices it turned out they were hearing fake ones most of the time. She smiled and kept talking.

"I'll start! You're a good hunter, what do you do when your prey escapes?"

That was a risky move. Horror tensed up, like every time they mentioned his old home. He was probably feeling conflicted, his sadism and satisfaction to talk about hunting in conflict with his not wanting to think about his home. Ashes smiled internally, feeding off of the little amount of internal chaos she had created in him. Eventually, he settled for not answering again, his conflict simmering down, and she spoke up again.

"C'mon buddy, help an old pal in need, will you? I'm curious!"

He stayed silent, before answering.

"... Why are you asking me this? What kind of sick game are you playing now?"

"Why does anyone do anything? Pure, sheer boredom! Plusssss, I'm curious as to how you handle the situation. We both know how much experience you got in that regard"

She could see his struggle on his face. He was tempted and she knew it. When he eventually relented, Ashes giggled quietly

"... I usually try to lead it to trap itself. Corner it or exhaust it. Happy now?"

He was sour today. He had a really bad dream apparently.

Well that made two of them, now didn't it?

"Aw, sweetheart, thank you.~"

She jumped off of the counter, patting him on the back on her way out of the kitchen

"Welp, I'm gonna find something to set on fire. Cya big guy~"

She went out of the kitchen, holding an apple that she stole hidden from his view.

She grinned

It was always fun to mess with him.

*looks around*

Dang this place is dusty

Anyway! I got in the mood to write about two silly little characters of mine aaaand I also got an ao3 account! (I got it months ago but shhhh details)

Check it out and tell me what you think!