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[karmiac-ut]

A little submission into @papara-week's 2025 Papara Week I didn't end up doing most of them, since it seemed more art style based than anything, and I'm not the best at it. Buuuut, I thought doing Day 6, aka 'Cartoon' would be fun, so heres a little doodle of Chara and Papyrus vibin as Batman and Robin! Chara is really into the role.... Because their batman.

[papara-week]

PAPARAWEEK 2025

One of the best times of the year for Papara fans is here! This unassuming couple is based on the wild imagination and sharp eyes of dreamers and here I have planned a special spectacle how to visually represent Papyrus' charm and Chara's yandere vibes, now it's up to you!

Papara Week 2025 is coming… in two months!? Well, yes! I've received countless questions about when it starts, and it always takes place in the same month! Excuse me? You have to study for exams and won't have time to attend? That's exactly why I've published it now! Let the visual fun begin!

The rules:

You're free to express yourself freely with each of the themes, but they should be based on the given theme, whether it's a comic or a still image; it just has to be visually correct. Also mark your entries with a @papara-week !

This hidden couple from the Game Undertale is

Day 1: Manga: Black and white

Day 2: Anime: Typical anime elements like large eyes, cel shading, and other elements

Day 3: Game: Pixel art is sufficient; use your creativity!

Day 4: Movie:

For example, black frames at the top and bottom to represent a movie between the two, perhaps a tragically sweet scene?

Day 5: Real Life:

What would the couple and their dynamic look like if they were realistic? Or doing everyday things?

Day 6: Cartoon: Aww, making Papyrus and Chara look like Mickey Mouse characters would be awesome, wouldn't it! Or Batman? Go wild here!

Day 7: Changing Art Style:

This is a challenge! Draw the cutest scene you can think of using a drawing style that melts your heart! Feel free to get inspiration from others for which style you want to use!

[samara-asaika]

Question what's the name of you papara childs , cause I see you reblogged a comic of swapfell papara family , and I asked myself

What are their names?? , apart from them there are others papara fan child that you have done??

It`s weird that I refused to show my children because I wanted them showing up on my @ithurtscomic first! But now that I cannot draw for this comic i simply show them here! Be aware that this work is already 3-4 years old xD

I am not ready to show more of them to be honest!

[old-alusniper-blog]

• P A P A R A •

• W E E K •

✨day 4: the great papyrus

@papara-week

[skyrim-dungeon-ratings]

Sightless Pit

RATING: 10/10

When I went into Sightless Pit I expected another Falmer dungeon that led into a bunch of ruins and was extremely unfun to slog through in the pitch black.

You know what I got? A brilliant atmospheric experience that at times was both disorienting and beautiful. From the body of Sightless Pit and the tale of the unfortunate bandits to the Temple of Xrib and its Falmer inhabitants in the wreckage of the pipes and pillars. The sheer vertical depth is absolutely brilliant! I equipped my bow and went absolutely feral on the Falmer for the most part, but there was one particular thing that stuck out to me.

Just before the door to the temple of Xrib, there was a lone Falmer Warmonger sitting in the empty cavern. A hole in the roof let sunlight filtered by the ice seep in, and she seemed to be basking in it. Beside her was a Charus and a giant Frostbite Spider, all relaxing in the sun. I felt true guilt in that moment for killing her but the nature of the pit meant the only way through was past her and her pets.

Absolutely brilliant.

My only complaint I could possibly lodge is that the end cavern was a bit hard to navigate without any light, made only trickier by the fact that if I did use light, every single Falmer had a Charus pet behind them and therefore would notice me sneaking.. but I honestly think that just added to the experience for me. For something called a pit, it’s a proper village full of thinking beings. Something wholly and entirely befitting of the Falmer and their fall from grace. A breathtaking dungeon, and I don’t mean that lightly.

Thank you @whale-in-that-case for asking my professional opinion on the Sightless Pit. You were right. It is in fact a very cool pit :)

[klybnika12]

[ithurtscomic]

Why do you even care?

[miezmiau-animations]

Warning:

This story contains blood, body horror, violence and curses. You have been warned.

@papara-week

Chapter 2:

Death Send Us A Gentleman

Two weeks had passed, since Chara woke up in the hospital. Sweet, sweet death nearly kissed her goodbye. But somehow she survived. 

Or through someone.

Because some stranger came by and left the doctors a package. They first thought it was a bomb, but when they actually opened it, there was a letter and a siringe. 

"To our dear princess," it said. "It's time for her to open those red ruby eyes again." 

It was a cure against the poison.

A miracle, they called it. But Chara called it a nightmare.

She didn't want to continue this life. This horrible life that felt like a bad black and white movie. With people that only looked at numbers and expensive clothing, but never her face. Those empty eyes and a broken smile.

Besides, the man that nearly killed her did look like death itself. Cold bones and a bloody red hood hugged her tight to him. To her savior. The one that was brave enough to actually kill her pretty face.

Papyrus, he called himself. It sounded elegant yet dangerous. Quite fitting for a killer like him. 

And she wondered if she would ever see him again. So she started to search.

Alphys, her dearest friend, helped her with this. Although she was deeply concerned for Chara. She knew that this girl was reckless and didn't care about her health at all. But falling for the person that almost stole her last breath? Now that was something to worry about.

Aside from that, this man was really concerning. Because after some research, Al found out that this Papyrus guy wasn't searched anywhere! The police didn't even know about him. 

There were people constantly dying in this city. Some said that the mafia was behind this. But was this man even a part of that? She couldn't say for sure.

But there had to be evidence somewhere. Pictures, videos, or anything! But no. This killer was a walking shadow.

How was this possible? He was a skeleton after all. He didn't have hair to dye, skin to paint, or real eye colors to change. Was this magic? Some evil cast? She truly didn't understand.

Or was the whole town part of his evil scheme? No, that couldn't be, could it?

She hoped not.

Loud coughing echoed from the gray, dirty walls.

In the middle of an empty room, there was a man tied to a chair. It seemed like he got stabbed in all the parts of his body. The knife was still stuck in his left arm.

His eyes were full of tears and his own blood dripped from his mouth. He wanted nothing more than to escape from this awful place. From this horrible man!

And yet he didn't talk like he should have.

The tall skeleton stood in front of him. Something maniac wandered over his expression, but calmed down quickly. 

"What a shame, my dear friend," he said with a wide grin. "I was about to let you leave, once you told me where he is. But it seems like you no longer want to stay here with me and chat. How rude. But I will consider it."

The man looked up, hopeful but was met with hysterical laughter.

"Oh, no, no, no, no! You're giving me that look again! Those goofy eyes of yours, still looking for a way to escape from me. Still so full of life and hope. Do you really think you could mess with us and get away with it so easily?"

A dangerous tone entered his voice. He stepped closer to his face.

"I will ask you one last time." His mouth wandered to his ears and little, sweet whispers escaped it. "Where. Is. He. Just answer me this simple, tiny question and I won't tell a fly about you escaping."

The man winced. His eyes wouldn't meet his. And his mouth didn't open once.

A frown washed over Papyrus' expression.

"So be it then. You want to leave so badly?"

He stepped away and pulled out his gun. His eyes went cold and his finger hit the trigger.

"Then I shall give you your freedom."

With a bang a bullet shot through the mens chest. And then another. And another. And so on, until the floor was stained red.

His smile returned. The man screamed in horror.

"Did you really think I would make it that easy for you? Oh no, dear friend. This is the path you chose. Now you have to walk it alone. I only helped you with the first steps of the road."

So yes, his mission was actually to gather information. But this stubborn man just wouldn't talk. There was no other way out of this, right? He'd just tell the police who wanted his boss dead, once he opened his mouth. That's really all it was good for anyway.

There was really nothing else to do now, than to watch this man bleed out with a certain side of satisfaction. And what a concert his screams were to Papyrus. He wasn't worried at all about this man dying. He could still find another mouth that would talk to him, after all.

"So it is you," a very familiar voice called out from behind.

He froze in his place. There was no way...

"Princess?"

He turned around. But there wasn't his princess anymore. There was now a queen standing in front of him. And she was ready to fight.

The Rose, they called her. A human being with magic, playing the superhero at night. He always thought it was silly, but now that he knew who this was, he tensed up.

She was here for him, wasn't she?

People said some things about her. For some, she was a hero. For others, she was a reaper.

They said this woman got rid of criminals no matter what. She would kill every man standing in her way for it. Not very heroic in his eyes, but the people loved her.

"Why are you here? Didn't you have enough of me already, as we danced?" He pointed his gun towards her.

"I'm here, because you were too stupid to turn off the lights," she said with a grin. "People do notice, when an abandoned building is suddenly used again. Besides, I got my ways of finding people like you."

"Not talking so elegantly anymore, hm? What a shame. And here I thought you were a little better than the rest of this god forsaken city."

Not that he was any better than the people in this city. But she could at least try to change that, as much as he did.

He actually wanted to give her a little speech. It would have fit the situation perfectly, really. The villain against the hero! But that thought died, as the man behind him started coughing harder again. His breaths were hollow and the life slowly left his eyes.

God. Why had this guy to be this loud now?

Annoyed, he turned around again and raised his hands up.

"God damn it!" he shouted. "You've been silent for hours and now's the time you let me hear your voice? You annoying bastard! You know what? I have changed my mind! Let me actually help you with that."

He shot the man without hesitation into his right eye. Finally, silence overcame the room. He left out a frustrated sigh and turned around again.

Shocked, Chara stared at him.

"What?!" he asked her, feeling misunderstood. "He was getting on my nerves! Do you know how long I've been trying to get this guy to talk? Three hours! Three! And not a single word slipped from his lips!"

Frustrated, he let his hand wander over his face.

"And now you're here! Who in the world is actually crazy enough to follow his killer? Seriously. Don't you have anything better to do? I mean you're the daughter of the famous Asgore! A man who has power over half the city. Why waste your time hunting us guys down?"

"Honestly? I wish I knew. I guess I just like the rush," she answered him drily.

"That's all?... Really?" he asked, confused. "And here I thought you had a good reason."

"Well," she smiled, "I guess I also kind of missed you."

Miss him? Something was seriously wrong with this girl, if she searched for him. But also charming. 

The corners of his mouth formed into a smile.

"No. There's no way." A laugh escaped him. "The hero has fallen for the big, bad guy, hasn't she? How absurd. Next time you're telling me that you killed my biggest enemy, just to be with me. Look at the painful truth here, my dear hero. Our worlds don't match. We don't match."

He stepped closer to her. She didn't move away.

"Aren't you scared? I could kill you again, you know."

His fingers brushed through her soft hair. His eyes searched her expression for fear. But she just smiled back.

"You wouldn't. After all." She pulled out the letter that came with the box. "Only you would call me your princess. Pretty dramatic for somebody, who doesn't feel a thing for me, isn't it?"

His movement stopped.

"I could stay your princess. But only, if you let me."

Now this was new.

"Did you not listen? We live in different worlds!"

"No, we don't. We're both just murderers here. Killers with a slightly different perspective. But in the end, we both end up killing a man." Now she was the one stepping closer. "But let me tell you a secret… I want this world to burn. So help me make it, Papyrus. Let me make our worlds match."

A shiver went down his spine, as she touched his face with both her hands. She was crazy. Even more than him. And here he thought his princess was an innocent pretty girl. Oh had he thought wrong.

The police sirens were his cue to leave though. 

"Pardon me, will you? I don't want them to find me yet."

"Alright," she said, "But promise me, we will see each other again."

"Very well then. But be careful, little lady. I do bite back." 

"Just what I was hoping for."

And with that, she let go and let him leave.

As the police finally arrived in the room, Papyrus was long gone. He had actually jumped from the building. It sounded crazy, but he was still a monster. And so he had his own ways of escaping.

Smiling to herself, Chara went back with the police.

She couldn't wait to see him again.

Her deadly gentlemen.

THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR READING CHAPTER 2!

And now also on the official start of papara week!

Seems like Chara is hunting our dear villain down. I wonder where this will lead her...

But I guess for that you'll have to wait for tomorrow!

Todays motto I used was: scars and wounds!

By the way:

My ask-box is always open if you have questions for me or my characters.

I'd answer all questions regarding papara week on the 18th of july. Why? Because you should read the story first! A lot of things will be explained there over time. :D

Happy shipping! ^^