Common ground.
Okay okay okay story concept again including bad sans poly but you can see it as platonic too
I thought about it while washing my hair lmao
Under the cuuuuuuut
So they all come from different time periods, Killer is a thief from the Antiquity during the Roman Empire around the years -30, Horror comes from a Viking tribe around the years 900, Cross is a knight in medieval times around the late 1200s / early 1300s, Nightmare is a high noble during the Renaissance around the years 1600 and Dust is a minimum wager in our current time period
They were never supposed to meet but there was a glitch in the timeline that caused them to get ejected in another time period, and where did they end up ? In Dust's backyard (he lives on the first floor of an old building)
Problem is, they all speak different languages: Killer speaks Latin, Horror speaks Old Norse, Cross speaks Old French, Nightmare speaks Classical French (I set them in France cause that's the history I know best lmao) and Dust speaks modern English, so that means Killer Horror and Dust cannot understand anyone, Nightmare learnt Latin and can manage to understand some of Cross's French but Cross struggles badly to understand him and doesn't know any Latin, and none of them speak neither Old Norse nor English
Luckily Dust has his phone so he uses it to try and translate but it is still difficult to have a good translation of Old Norse and Old French, so Nightmare has to translate Old French into Classical French for Dust to translate and for Old Norse they let Google do its things and hope it's accurate
But anyway, they manage to understand each other a little while Dust also needs to monitor everyone because they are all very frightened by everything modern around them and clearly don't know how to act in a society, especially Horror
And then when they are all semi-aclimated to their surroundings, the timeline glitches again and they all end up in another time period, this time being Cross's, so it's his turn to monitor everyone and teach them how things work, except this time they don't have Google because there obviously isn't any internet connection at that time
And then the timeline glitches again and they are transported into someone else's time period and it keeps happening until they eventually visited everybody's time period
But then Error arrives, a God, who just spent a really long time localizing the glitch and localizing them to sent them back to their respective time periods, but the thing is they all became very attached to each other, managing to understand each other without translator, going on many adventures through time periods, teaching each other some things from home, and they really don't want to lose their connection with each other, so they kinda force / beg Error to let them see each other, and at first Error doesn't want to and just wants them to go back to where/when they belong, but they are being insistent and he doesn't want to deal with it, so he ends up giving each of them a ring that they can use to open portals and jump from time period to time period to go see each other when they please
They're all very happy
@ancha-aus tagging you because I know you like bad sans poly and story concepts even tho I'll probably won't work on it before loooooong if I ever decide to work on it that is đź‘€
So, back around 2022-2023, I had to explain to a BUNCH of friends what exactly is/was the Undertale/UTMV fandom. It was hard to explain AUs of AUs… of multiverses… to people which weren’t there to personally experience the transition?
A lot of these stories and ideas just stems from people getting inspired off of other people, and kind of building up from there. However, if you weren’t really there for the natural progression of that… the fandom will kind of seem like… a lot (even though it kind of is ^^ the rabbit hole runs deep…).
So, I tried my hand at semi-making a “comprehensive” guide to how I see the layers of the fandom ^^” (in a silly, not-so-serious way).
The deeper you go into this fandom, the harder it sometimes gets to even leave đź’€
Anyways, tag yourself, I’m stuck in Hell 7 🕺
(note: please don’t take this entirely too seriously! I just used this as a way to make the entirety of the fandom slightly more digestible, instead of me yapping for hours in a pseudo lecture about the history of the fandom).
When Core found the box, they weren’t surprised for long. Omnipresence gave them the context they needed quickly. Gently, they lifted the tiny skeleton from the box, holding him with quiet care.
Core didn’t waste any time. This lonely nowhere was no place for him, so it was time to bring the newest inhabitant of the Omegatimeline home.And Palette was never alone again Core would make shure of that.
A small, winged friend he made almost immediately upon arrival was never far from his side.Goth and Palette grew up together, practically attached at the hip. It was rare to see one without the other. The little angel of death was the first Palette truly connected with—besides his Granpa. Palette was never bored with Goth. Most others were strange to Palette; he always had the feeling no one was real with him, always trying to please him. But Goth did fight with him. He yelled, he cried, they made up, they laughed—and everything felt real.
It was strange. Everyone besides Granpa and Goth felt not right. They always felt… not quite right!—
And for Goth, Palette was the first friend he could actually hug. Life as a reaper could be lonely. His father once told him only special people could get close to them. Goth agreed—Palette really was special
The two grew side by side, inseparable and happy for years and years
Until the day Palette decided to leave. Goth tried not to lash out—after all, he was not just mad he was sad.
He didn’t want Palette to leave, but he also didn’t want to hold him back. His father once said when you love something, you have to let it go—and when it comes back, it belongs to you. Goth really hoped his best friend would find what they were searching for… and would return.
me when I see shipping content implied to be romantic but the aroace gremlin inside me ruins the mood by headcanoning it queerplatonic or platonic 💔💔💔
some fanon killermare 4 the soul :3
nightmare belongz to jokublog killer belongz to rahafwabas
do you think cross, after spending his life in a monochrome au, cried when he saw a sunset for the first time? when he saw the autumn leaves? the starry sky of outertale? the ocean? after living in xgaster’s sad beige mom au for thirty years of his life, imagine what vibrant, real color must’ve been like to see the first time. would he shy away from it, or would he seek out color at any and every opportunity, to make up for lost time? or would he ignore it, pretending it didn’t matter, because he didn’t want to think about how much he missed out on.
Killer: Ugh, crushes are so dumb.
Cross: I know. Whenever I’m near the person I like I just start acting stupid.
Killer: But you’re always acting stupid?
Cross: ...
Cross: Yeah, don’t think about that too hard.
Ink is the Protector of Creation—he’s no Creator. He fixes broken things, gives advice, offers a helping hand. He gives ideas form, but it’s never truly his own creation.
Until that day PJ formed.
He’s not really paying attention to it; he’s in pure rage at the moment. Only after the fight does he realize what he made, and he is incredibly happy about it. He quickly tries again leaving Pj alone for just a moment —he snatches an arrow from Dream, and there it is: his creation his Palette.Oh, he would cherish them, never let them go—his two boys
....
As he returns with Palette, the other is gone. The small black skeleton is gone; all that is left are a few blue strings.
This makes him realize what he did… what danger those children are in.He’s already lost one, and even without the use of a blue vial, he feels the emptiness inside him grow.
He won’t lose this one too. He just created the legacy of his and Dream’s story in one being. Creation and Positivity are combined in one It’s not safe. Ink knows it only would be safe far away from Error, Nightmare and Himself.
It breaks his heart their paths had to part this early—truly, it breaks him. But a father does what’s best for his kids, and he knows… he is far from the Best
I saw the video and it just, was so funny to me
video link here
Also I love Applebee's so I forced Horror to like it too