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an (INCREDIBLY spoiler-filled) undertale sideblog, a.k.a. Part-Time Chasriel/Charisk/That One OT3 Hell. also home to soft chara and stray ut shitposts

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SOULS & STRIPES, my 123-page ut/dtr comics anthology, is out now on itch!!!

it’s got all my past ut & dtr comics newly typeset in english, plus some exclusive book-only content (including a new dtr comic)!!!

there’s more detail on what sort of stuff is in the book (ships, where to find content warnings for each comic) on the itch page.

you can support me by buying it for $10 USD… or you can get it in itch’s $5-or-higher BUNDLE FOR RACIAL JUSTICE AND EQUALITY for the next 4 days!!! (or, if you can afford it, you can be extra cool and do BOTH)

[lightrises]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

You swallow, with some difficulty; stop propping your shoulder against the jail bars and go back to holding them. “Ralsei,” you say.

Your head’s only half-turned from him, so you can see his attention shift fully back to you. “Yes, Kris?”

“When, we were—” You stop, inhale. Realize how chapped your lips are and lick them. “Before we left your kingdom. When you told me that my choices are important too, had you already… guessed? About what was going on with me?” Were you just saying that for them? Did you think it was real fucking funny at the time?

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An interlude, looking back, wherein gaps are filled and more shadows are cast.

Or: Kris speaks for themself, and Ralsei tells another story.

SO HEY do you happen to like: speculative worldbuilding? fairy tales ft. over 40(!!) illustrations??? Bro We Are Teens™??? seeing me At My Bullshit on almost every level imaginable???? if so, this cool slab of 15k words just might be for you! (i strongly recommend checking out the ao3 tags and author’s note before diving into this one. also while this fic IS part of a series and you’d probably get more out of reading the others too, it works fine as a standalone imo!)

[notinaworldwithoutyou]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

"Frisk." "Frisk!" "Frisk."

Every time someone says it is, like... it's a bell, ringing low and sonorous between your ears, deep in your chest. In a good way. Chara would probably call this "resonance", if you asked them. You won't, but whether or not you've horribly misunderstood the term what it boils down to is that the name sings through you like it belongs. It makes you happy, and it was all an accident, and that's—it's sort of—that's a little bit terrifying, isn't it?

Only a little, though, Chara points out.

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A new friend facilitates a happy accident. Years later, he's told the truth.

aaand here’s another!

the base concept for this one came from @feralphoenix, as a cool deltarune-adjacent headcanon. i ended up making a fic out of it after we chatted about this idea and were like “well one of us has to write this now” lol... writing this was a lot of fun (plus it felt super good to write about my version of the kids in a post-revival setting!! hopefully i’ll get to do more of that sooner rather than later)

[notinaworldwithoutyou]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

It was striking you that a good chunk of your conversations kept rounding back to this, the differences between monsters and humans. Or, rather, Chara was the one who zoomed in on the differences. They never failed to, as if not mentioning the obvious was a disservice or would give them a poor mark on a test you weren't aware of.

Maybe it was a perk of being a boss monster, but you preferred to dwell on the ways you and Chara were the same. That interested you at least as much as the grody distinctions.

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There's a first time for everything, such as sharing a bed with your best friend. Along the way, Asriel learns something about himself (and maybe Chara does too).

blows the dust off this account... So Hey who’s up for something deeply self-indulgent that i wrote early this year?? here’s a copy/paste from the author notes for the rundown:

“this is what i like to call the schmoopy b-side to ‘we'll leave our bones in the dust’, though chronologically this comes before it (and after ‘but our wishes are like tinder’)! in relation to burning days (as we make our way) this is basically a sidestory, and it can be read on its own. you'll probably get more out of it if you've read the other fics, though”

[lightrises]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Three weeks pass before Chara’s on the upswing of recovery, well enough that your mom feels more comfortable with taking a work-related daytrip she’s been putting off. She leaves in the morning; the hours roll by quietly and now it’s early afternoon, and you’ve all but forgotten whatever thing you’d prodded Chara about all that time ago when they slam a sheet of drawing paper on top of the picture book you’re reading.

“There,” they say, before you have a chance to get irritated. “This is the last place I lived before coming here.”

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Chara and Asriel have a long conversation that was long in coming, though not in the way either of them expect.

WHEW… i’ve been working on this one since august of last year, so!! Feels Good to have this up finally

some more pre-canon fic! this time it’s a follow-up to persistence is only one-tenth of the law, though it works fine as a stand-alone too. prepare for A Lot (Like, A Lot) Of Things finally being aired out in this one :’’)

supplementally here’s the wordcount, which also happens to be the post number for this blog as of this post(!!):

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reblogs this over here too... also gonna take a moment to mention that this fic has been grouped into a series with my other pre-canon charasriel works! aka 16k-something words altogether about my favorite Disaster Duo 8′)

[notinaworldwithoutyou]

It’s sloppy, and clumsy, and awkward, because it’s new, and you have yet to find your feet. But you like the way it tingles all through you, the way it makes your heart beat faster. You like the way their body feels, pressed up tight to yours. You like being able to use your lips and tongue to say I love you without having to scrabble for words and regulate your tone.

slides in here with art...... specifically a snippet from @feralphoenix‘s sukkot ot3 fic sit in the grass and be tender all day, drawn for her birthday!!! it’s always a treat to draw feral’s kids :3

[mint-tea-coffea]

Happy Anniversary !! (Speedpaint)

[touilie]

[lazuen01]

I remember you even if it wasn’t flowers.

-2016.11.16-

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❁

[gorryb]

i blinked

and the world was gone

[notinaworldwithoutyou]

one time awhile back @feralphoenix talked about post-ycouyo chara wishing they could just use their trident as their one-and-only cane Forever and it’s back on my mind for a variety of reasons, chief of which is that It’s Great™

vv  text-bubble-less version under the cut!  vv

[dialoguelostloop]

モンスターから見たジェンダーとニンゲンから見たジェンダーにまつわるお話です。ヘッドキャノンがオンパレードですぜ。

公式でもモンスターたちはみんな当たり前のようにフリスク・キャラなどを「they」呼びしてあげるし、きっと人間よりは理解のいい種族に違いないはず。

please read my faq page! (tl;dr version: dont use my art for icons/graphics/whatever without getting my permission beforehand, dont tag as kin/me/whatever or as siblings pls, use their canon pronouns)

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[feralphoenix]

quick english tl:

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[voideggz]

[natsukusa-mikan]

I hope you will help my friend.

“I can not do it anymore”

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[gebish-old]

idk ¯\_(ツ)_/¯