#abovetale

[kawaiidemon14]

Fanart I did for a really cool fic I read, I really hope there's more chapters soon

[cookiperson]

IT’S TIIIIIIIIIIIIMEEE!!!!

more fanart for @iseriouslydontknow-13 hehe

i thought this scene was really funny, and also fitting for christmas, soo here we are

fanfic link under cut vv

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

[givemenoname]

Clover's sprites are pretty much done so here are the inked sketches of their main poses!

[wybielacze]

AAGH I'm so obsessed with this fic I had to draw something because I would explode otherwise o(-(

link to the fic ---> https://archiveofourown.org/works/67307701/chapters/173872738

@iseriouslydontknow-13 <- and that's authors blog!!

[iseriouslydontknow-13]

The good old finale of the @madb0nes inspired sleepover one shot. woohoo (i’m so sleepy i don’t have much else to say…) and yes i did put some Abovetale based lore into this (but don’t take this one shot as canon to Abovetale bc it’s not i just wanted Clovers house to have some lore 😞)

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Chara slowly blinked their eyes open. Their vision was blurry and fuzzy, the kind of grogginess where you swear you’re seeing double. They pushed themselves upright, rubbing at their face until the haze began to clear.

This… wasn’t their room.

Memories from the day before came flooding back in a slow, heavy wave. Beating Clover mercilessly in Mario Kart. Falling asleep after kicking Clover out of the bed. Their sleep had been better than usual—no nightmares clawing at the edges, no suffocating black void to drag them under. Just quiet.

Even so, despite what felt like a full eight hours, they’d never felt more bone-deep tired.

They glanced to the floor where Clover had crashed last night. The blankets and pillow were kicked aside, but the floor was otherwise empty. The cowboy was nowhere to be seen.

Chara groaned softly, dragging a hand down their face before pushing to their feet.

Clover never wandered far. Even when they’d first met, Clover had a knack for hovering—lingering just down the hall, waiting to leave the classroom until Chara did, always somehow a short walk away. At first it had been… irritating. But somewhere along the way, Chara had gotten used to it. Maybe even liked it.

They shuffled down the hallway, glancing at the framed photos along the wall. Most were older—Ceroba and a fox Chara didn’t recognize, standing side-by-side in sunlit kitchens or out in the snow. There was one of Starlo, Ceroba, the fox, and QC together, smiling like a family.

Near the end of the hall, the pictures became newer.

A younger Clover appeared—hat too big for their head, hair longer and tied back in a short, lopsided ponytail. In one photo, they sat on a couch, strumming a guitar, with a young fox girl beside them. She had Ceroba’s eyes, the other fox’s ears, and a smile wide enough to light up the whole room. She looked up at Clover like they were telling her the most important story in the world.

Chara didn’t know why, but the sight lodged itself in their chest.

When they finally padded into the kitchen, Clover was hunched over the counter, cheek pressed against its cool surface. The only sound in the house was the slow drip of the coffee pot.

“What are you doing?” Chara rasped, their voice rough from sleep.

Clover lifted their head with a sluggish motion. Dark circles sank under their eyes, hair a chaotic mess of curls. But they still smiled—slow, dopey, and familiar.

“Mornin’,” they muttered. Straightening with an exaggerated stretch, they motioned toward the island stool. “How’d ya sleep?”

Chara rested their elbows on the counter, letting their head fall into their hands, eyelids threatening to shut all over again. “Quite nice—after you stopped clinging to me like a leech.”

Clover’s ears went pink. They turned sharply back toward the coffee pot, grabbing a bright red mug and filling it to the brim.

“I did not cling to you,” they muttered defensively.

Chara arched one brow, letting their silence speak volumes for them.

“…Alright, maybe a little,” Clover conceded under their breath, coughing into their fist before changing the subject. “How do ya take yur coffee?” Their accent was thicker than Chara had ever heard it.

“Milk and four spoons of sugar.”

“Sweet?” Clover’s head tilted. “Huh. I woulda pegged you for someone who liked it as black as their soul.” Clover said this, their voice coated with small laughs. Chara just rolled their eyes at Clover’s sarcasm.

Clover fixed the coffee exactly as requested and slid it across the counter. Then they poured themselves a mug of black coffee and sat down beside them.

“My soul is not black,” Chara said, taking a sip—and trying not to show how perfectly it was made. They groaned despite themselves. “It would be a good color. Like red.”

Clover grinned into their mug. “Sure it would, pardner.”

Silence settled between them—comfortable this time. Chara’s gaze drifted to the words printed on the mug that Clover handed to them, and in bold white letters:

DON’T TALK TO ME UNTIL I’VE EATEN THIS MUG.

Yeah. That sounded about right.

Chara groaned softly, glancing to where Clover sat beside them. Clover’s eyes were closed, their head dipping forward in slow, unsteady nods. It was obvious the battle against sleep was already lost.

Chara’s hand hovered just above Clover’s shoulder, hesitating. “I’m tired,” they mumbled, turning their face away to hide the warmth creeping up their cheeks. “Let’s just go back to sleep.”

Clover let out a quiet laugh, low and fond, before nodding. They pushed themselves to their feet in a sluggish, half-asleep motion, and Chara followed without another word.

The two slipped back into Clover’s room, collapsing onto the bed like the weight of the night had finally caught up to them. Without really thinking, they ended up tangled together, Clover’s arm draped loosely around Chara’s waist, Chara’s head tucked under Clover’s chin.

The room was still and warm. Chara could feel Clover’s slow, even breathing against their hair, and before long, sleep pulled them under again.

Chara had never been a morning person anyway.

[camera-face]

I love your art a lot,, and it'd be super cool to see Cory in my AU, AboveTale, if you'd wanna draw ’em in it ,:))

Everyone in my AU is themed off of greek mythology, my Sans is themed off Hermes, so you get a vibe for it,, Have a lovely day :DD!!

@halo-sans

Here's a sketch!

based on Crocus (a male lover of Hermes), who was killed in a discus game with Hermes when Hermes threw it too hard and it hit Crocus in the head: and grief stricken, Hermes turned his body into the crocus flower

[sweetnaomixx]

I DEADASS THOUGHT THEY WERE ABOUT TO KISS... FOOLISH ME, THIS IS A SLOW BURN..

[mysterious8artist-swalf]

Abovetale Papyrus

“Bandage”

He/him

24 year old

demisexual

Personality: He super gentle, friendly, show care, and really sweet. He is PG person. And little shy.

Hobbies: cooking, reading books, hang out with friends(former) play basketball (former) knitting, watch his favorite tv show, create puzzles. Hike at forest

Likes: solving puzzles, friends, pasta, gummy worms, collect figures, and clean

Dislike: being forgotten, people think he are bored, get yelled by anybody, people don’t grateful what papyrus cook for them, rude, R rated movies. Being alone feel like forever

Strongest: He super good with children and he did excellent job to take good care of the children, friends, and family. He very calm and really intelligent. His cook skills really chef, and he set the schedule what he should make breakfast, lunch, and dinner. He always takes care of house and clean, make sure anything is tidy and spotless. He really good at guide to children and people to explain how to do things and to do. He quite taller, it mean he could faster run and if he like to!

Weakness: He mostly clumsy, and he get hurts when he get fall. He pretty sensitive about insults, tease but he will not go to complain about it. He okay with puns, but he just laugh off like it not big deal. He is afraid people lost interest in him and does not want friends with him anymore. He always anxious a lot…

Relationship

Sans: Brother

Papyrus and Sans used to closer when they was young, Sans is big brother to papyrus, after their father passed away, Sans grow very serious. Sans have fight training, and work everyday. Every time at dinner, Papyrus has make dinner and wait for sans coming home, but Sans just straight to his bedroom and sleep. Sans don’t really dislike for papyrus, but sans has deeply care for papyrus, sometimes he hate when papyrus is softie. Papyrus love sans as much as his only member family, brother.

Gaster: Father

Gaster loved Sans and papyrus very much, Gaster is such good father to them, and papyrus loved his dad, every time, papyrus always said “my old man”, Gaster always supported him no matter what. After Gaster passed away, papyrus has struggled with his live to try through with his family and friends.

Undyne: childhood friends, best friend

Undyne and Papyrus are best friend since they were younger, but they don’t see each other much, since Undyne has finance with Alphys and they planned to married in future. Papyrus always look up at Undyne since she stand up for papyrus and always bravely, fearless.

Alphys: friend

Undyne introduced Alphys to papyrus at fresh year collage, papyrus seen like Alphys, and he friends with alphys but most papyrus have to avoid Undyne and Alphys, due to they are in the relationship and papyrus does not want to messing up.

The human: good friend

Papyrus take care of human, that he found the human lost in the forest, and the human come from the underland. Papyrus has must to protect the human from thr monsters who may wish kill the human. Papyrus is guide to the human how to be independent, defend itself, and choice of good and bad.

Fun fact: he take ride on the bus, walk or sans give him ride, because he don’t get drive license yet.

He only papyrus who voice very soft same time with loud. If the human flirting him, he would awkward, very awkwardly, pretty feel discomfort and he would tell them, that they can flirting him until they are 18 years old. He is value to friendship a lot than romantic. He see alternative sans and papyrus as his cousin/alternative brothers. He wake up all nights to scroll TikTok with his cell phone. He and his family is wealthy, because gaster is successful scientist.

- update- I removed the dreemurr family, I realized if asriel is alive, he should be late teen. He too old for papyrus to take care of him, lol!

Characters belong to Toby Fox!