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That last ask reminded me! How would Resonance Red, Lust and Dance react to seeing the Burlesque boys now that the poly is official?
A continuation of (sequel to?) this post from forever ago!! Which is for this ask meme i thought of!!
because this is what im doing at 4AM instead of sleeping or working on the next update jfjfofsjkyifdsuyfjhfkvchnbhkuderyogjg
Resonance bois: rX
Burlesque bois: eX
All 6 of the boys appear in the void room place thing again. There are now ugly ass couches for their sitting pleasure.
rLust and rRed had apparently been brought in halfway through a makeout session, as rRed’s coat is missing and he is purring rather loudly with rLust clinging to him as they stand upright, holding each other close.
eRed and eDance were both laying on the couch together, and, despite there being couches present, the two of them appear a little to the side on empty air, and like rDance they immediately fall the foot and a half to the ground. They had been more side-by-side (eDance tucked under eRed’s arm), but eRed reacts quickly on sheer reflex and yanks eDance on top of him to cushion his fall. When they land, its with eDance on top of eRed in a compromising position.
eLust came in mid step, freezing with his foot in the air when he realized he was not where he expected to be.
rDance must have been sitting on something because he immediately sinks to the floor with nothing but empty air to support him, swearing loudly.
Upon hearing rDance swear, rRed pulls back from his mate, choking off his purring with a vicious snarl as he scans the area.
eDance tenses at rRed’s pulse of LV-drenched intent. eRed scoops eDance up, strategically positioning himself between his pet and the perceived threat. It would probably look a lot more badass if eRed wasn’t in a pair of mustard yellow boxers and matching tanktop, barefoot save for a single sock.
The the sudden jostling of eDance against his own power has caused his bell to ring, and eRed is sporting a faint pink blush that would be much brighter if so much of his cognitive power wasn’t focused on the fact his pet was upset.
“oh sweetheart, baby, are you two okay??” eLust exclaimed as he darted to his lovers’ sides, checking eRed over for injury, running his hand along his sacrum and back over his clothes.
eRed’s blush deepened. “‘m fine. check dance,” he growled out, lowering eDance to his feet carefully.
eLust moved around to check eDance next, leaving eRed’s back exposed to the resonance multiverse monsters.
rLust spun around to see what the fuss was about, his eyelights lighting up at the sight of eRed. “hello~” he purred, slipping from his own mate’s arms to sidle up to eRed’s back and ran his hands over eRed’s hips, thumbing at the bit of his ilium that had become exposed thanks to the fabric of his shirt being torn on one side.
eRed stiffened, the sensation of fevered bones with obvious intent to excite sliding over such a sensitive area enough to override his focus. His face was burning brightly despite himself.
rDance picked himself up off the floor, dusting himself off and looking up just in time to see what happened next.
eDance ground his teeth, slipping out from between his datemates and gripping rLust’s wrist, yanking it off eRed as he pushed himself between eRed and rLust. His smile and grip were equally tight. “heh...” he tossed rLust’s hand away, stuffing his own hands in the pockets of his mechanic’s suit. His eyelights guttered out, his shoulders hunching forward defensively, aggressively. “dont do that.”
rLust is perplexed at first, before he looks to eLust with a giddy expression. “oh my stars, did they-?!?!”
eLust grins back, draping himself over eDance and nuzzling. “yeah..!”
“who did what now?!” rDance demanded. “and why the hell are we back here again?!”
“like i fuckin’ know,” rRed snapped.
eLust giggled, kissing at eDance’s teeth. “baby~ show it off~” he whiled, tugging at the velcro around his neck.
eDance flushed a bit, before shooing eLust back to get the velcro himself. He unbuttoned the top of his suit entirely, sliding if down to expose the simple while tshirt beneath and tie the suit’s long sleaves around his waist.
The silver bell on his pretty blue cat collar glittered prominently in the inexplicable light.
rLust gasped. “oh my stars that’s adorable. thats adorable..!!!”
eRed composed himself, settling a protective hand on eDance’s shoulder, grinning smugly as he scratched at eDance’s jaw. “hear that, kitten, yer adorable.” his voice was dripping in pride.
“you’re the kitten, shut up,” eDance grumbled, blushing a bit and wishing he had his hoodie to hide in. He only showed the collar off to try and make rLust understand that eRed was his and he needed to step off he did not want this attention..!!
“‘kitten?!?!’” all three resonance monsters gasped at the same time with different emotions: rLust in delight, rRed and rDance in incredulity and horror.
rLust purred, clapping his counterpart on the back. “oh you lucky~ i bet its so satisfying to utterly ruin them both at once~”
“actually,” eLust starts to explain, but eDance cuts him off.
“excuse you, but i am the one who did the ruining.” eDance growled. his hand came up to grip at eRed’s wrist, holding it there. The joints flushed brightly under his hand, mimiced by the rest of eRed’s joints a moment later. eDance’s other arm wrapped around eLust, batting rLust’s hand away and pulling eLust closer. “and they liked it.”
eRed is on fire just like his life and he is praying his internal screaming doesn’t become external. eLust is happily nuzzling into his datemate with a contented sigh.
rRed and rDance look at each other, make identical faces of embarrassment and anguish, then shuffle farther apart from each other.
“what th fuck.”
“i need brain bleach.”
“th fuck.”
“lots of brain bleach.”
“imma be sick.”
“me thinks that thou protest to much~” rLust purred at them. “this could be us but you’re both still in the closet~”
“im not in the closet and neither is red!!” rDance spat.
“yeah!” rRed growled.
“red is clearly openly gay!”
“fuck you!!” rRed snarled.
For a moment it looks like its gonna devolve into another insult exchange, but rRed immediately regrets his choice of words and flushes a deep crimson. rDance is no better, pulling his hood up to hide.
How would Edges react if they meet? What would Edges say to each other(or give advice) if both worlds meet?
THIS REMINDS ME OF THAT ASK MEME I THOUGHT OF WAY BACK WHEN!!! XD
Resonance Underfell Papyrus: EdgeBurlesque Underfell Papyrus: Boss
because thats easier for me to read and write
WARNINGS for vulgar language, booze, and sad
Edge and Boss appeared in an empty room together, black for as far as the eyes could see, and no visible light source. However, they could see each other just fine, as well as the two comfortable chairs that had inexplicably been provided.
Edge was in his armor, his black and red and gold armor that he never really took off as the captain of the royal guard.
Boss was clad in jeans and a plain black button up shirt, over which was a leather biker jacket with spikes on the shoulders. He still had the same scarf, belt, and stiletto leather boots, although his heels were half the size of Edge’s.
Edge summoned a weapon, taking a stance of aggression against Boss. “WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY DID YOU BRING ME HERE?!?!”
Boss crossed his arms, raising a brow ridge. “AS IF I AM THE REASON WE ARE HERE. PUT THAT THING AWAY BEFORE YOU HURT YOURSELF, DUMBASS.”
“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING A DUMBASS?!?!”
“THE DUMBASS WHO DREW A WEAPON FIRST WHEN THERE WAS NO FUCKING VIOLENT INTENT. YOU KNOW. THAT DUMBASS. WERE YOU RAISED IN A GOD DAMN BARN?!?! RUDE!”
Edge flushed a vivid crimson, whether from rage or embarrassment (or both) was hard to say. He scanned the void once more before crushing his magical construct in his hand, dispelling it in a shower of red sparks.
Boss nodded curtly before taking a seat in one of the chairs. “NOW SIT THE FUCK DOWN AND TELL ME THE LAST THING YOU REMEMBER BEFORE ENDING UP HERE.”
“WHY THE HELL SHOULD I TELL YOU ANYTHING?!?!” Edge snarled, refusing to sit.
“BECAUSE HOW THE FUCK ELSE ARE WE GOING TO FIGURE OUT HOW WE GOT HERE?! WHY DO YOU THINK?!?!” Boss rubbed his temporal with two fingers of one hand. “I NEED A DRINK.”
“BOOZE DOESNT JUST APPEAR ON COMMA-“ Edge started, only to stop when a coffee table appeared out of nowhere, and upon it, a six pack of fruity cocktail beers in tapered necked bottles. “WHAT THE FUCK-?!”
Boss smirked, snatching one up and inspecting it for tampering before popping it open and taking a long drink. “SEEMS WHATEVER POWER BROUGHT US HERE IS AT LEAST BEING HOSPITABLE. OR THIS IS A LUCID FEVER DREAM. IN EITHER CASE I NOW HAVE A DRINK.”
“THIS IS THE MOST RIDICULOUS THING I HAVE EVER-“ Edge stopped mid sentence once more. “DID YOU JUST- WAS THAT A PUN?!?!”
Boss smiked wider. “IF THIS IS JYST A DREAM, THERE IS NO POINT KEEPING IT BOTTLED UP.”
“OH MY FUCKING STARS YOU FUCKING DID WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?!?!?!” Edge howled. “THIS IS A FUCKING NIGHTMARE!!”
“YOU KNOW, JOKES ARE MEANT TO LIFT ONES SPIRITS, BUT I GET THE FEELING MINE HAVE ONLY SOBERED YOU.”
Edge howled in outrage, which only had Boss howling with laughter. Edge sat down and swiped up one of the beers, downing it in one go. When he slammed the then empty bottle on the table, he only looked mildly less incensed. “THAT HAS GOT TO BE THE GIRLIEST FUCKING DRINK I HAVE EVER HAD.”
“THESE ARE DELICIOUS FUCK YOU.”
“WHO DO I HAVE TO KILL TO GET A REAL DRINK?!?!” Edge grumbled, only to perk up seconds later when a bottle of Spirytus Rektyfikowany appeared at his elbow. He snatched it and started taking shots.
Boss made a face. “IF YOU WANTED TO DRINK GASOLINE WHY NOT ASK FOR RUBBING ALCOHOL??”
“IF I CAN STILL TASTE IT AFTER THREE SHOTS IT ISNT STRONG ENOUGH.”
Boss watched for a few more drinks, only halfway through his own bottle. “SLOW THE FUCK DOWN BEFORE YOU KILL SOMEONE ELSES LIVER BY PROXY.”
“FUCK YOU!!” Edge snapped. “I HAD A SHIT FUCKING DAY AND THIS IS JUST THE SHIT CHERRY ON TOP OF IT ALL!!!” He was starting to slur his words already.
Boss finished his bottle before picking up a second one, tapping the glass idly as he sized his counterpart up. He considered his options carefully. Obviously this other him was a fucking mess, and while Boss was relatively certain he was just hallucinating, knowledge was power and the more he knew about the other the better he would understand his situation. “THEN PLEASE, DO GO ON. ENLIGHTEN ME AS TO YOUR PLIGHT.”
“YOU REALLY WANNA FUCKING KNOW?!?!” Edge snarled, before taking another swig. “FIRST MY FUCKING ASSHOLE BROTHER GOES MISSING FOR OVER A WEEK, THEN HE COMES BACK AND IS AN UTTER DICK, THEN HE DISAPPEARS AGAIN WITHOUT A GODDAMN WORD, THEN HE COMES BACK AND-“ He took another drink, expression flashing to guilt and then back to indignant fury. Boss clenched his fists, recognizing that guilt, although he hadn’t ever known it to quite that degree. It reminded Boss of the guilt he felt on his Bad Days.
“AND I FIND OUT HE IS JUST FUCKING AROUND WITH SPACETIME, PARTYING HIS ASS OFF WITH A BUNCH OF FREEXP FROM OTHER UNIVERSES, LIKE IT WOULD HAVE BEEN SO STARS DAMN HARD TO JUST FUCKING- FUCKIN’-“ Edge swayed in his seat. “AND- AND THEN, THEN HE STARTS UP ON FUCKIN’ MOVING LIKE HE FUCKING EXPECTS ME TO FUCKING LEAVE!!! LEAVE THE FUCKING FIREBALL, THE WEED, UNDYNE...”
Boss leaned over the table, gently prying the bottle out of Edge’s hand. He knew too well when a monster had had enough and Edge was well beyond the line.
“AND THEN HE HAD THE FUCKING BALLS TO USE A NET ON ME!!!” Edge continued, spitting with indignation. “AND STUFF ME IN A GODDAMN BAG!!! DROPPED ME IN THE MIDDLE OF ONLY FUCK KNOWS WHERE, THANK FUCK THE ASHTRAY COULD BE BULLIED INTO SUBMISSION, THANK FUCK THE SLUT COULD SEE SENSE!!! HE ALMOST-“ Edge hiccuped a bit, a dull glow pooling on his socket rims. “ALMOST... AND F-“ Edge started jabbing a finger in Boss’s general direction. “FUCK YOU!!! FUCK YOU IT AINT NONE OF YUR STARS DAMNED BUSINESS YOU FUCKING- FUCKING-“ He faltered, fumbling for a proper insult. “...NOT ME!!!”
Boss corked the bottle and set it under the table. “CLEARLY NOT, BUT I THINK I WILL MAKE IT MY BUSINESS ANYWAY. LOOK AT YOURSELF. YOU’RE DRUNK OUT OF YOUR MIND.”
“FUCK YOU!!”
Boss rubbed his teeth, trying to figure out if this was more funny or sad. He decided ‘sad’ was the correct answer. “I AM SURE WHATEVER YOUR ISSUES WITH YOUR BROTHER ARE CAN BE RESOLVED BY TALKING TO HIM. FOR FUCKS SAKE.”
Edge’s entire body froze, then seem to spasm. He gripped his patella like he was trying to crush them. His voice cracked. “WHY THE FUCK DO ALL OF YOU MULTIVERSE BITCH ASS CUNT SUCKING NUT SNIFFERS KEEP SAYING THAT?!?! DONT YOU FUCKING GET IT?!?! HE WONT... HE WONT TALK TO ME.” A single bead of moisture slid down his maxilla from his eye socket to glisten on one of his fangs.
Boss had just enough time to think ‘oh fuck me’ before Edge curled in on himself, doubled over to hide his face despite his shoulders clearly shaking. Boss sighed, rising to his feet to move over and sit on the arm of Edge’s chair. He paused a moment, tolet the other acclimate to his presence before placing a gloved hand on Edge’s skull and rubbing soothingly, an action he’d had to do for his brother once too often (and had had done to himself more than he could remember). It was a common thing, this simple act of kindness and compassion, the barest minimum they had been able to consistently provide each other while underground.
Given how Edge’s breath hitched and his shaking only increased, it was a luxury he had not been afforded.
Boss kept it up until Edge passed out, wondering what the hell Edge’s brother was thinking, and if his own brother would be able to set him straight.
Assuming he was wrong about the picture he had built in his head about their relationship, or, better yet, that this was just a sick nightmare. Boss kept one hand steady on Edge, but used the other to pick up his second beer and drain it. He decided he deserved a bit after all that.
I'f like to see the Red and Lust from Resonance meeting the Red, Lust, and Dance from Burlesque and them all commenting on each other's relationships (including Red mentioning how much of a salt machine Dance is in Resonance huhuhu)
since i also got another ask with Dance’s meeting each other, i’mma combine them with this one so ya’ll get to see all three of them!
Burlesque (Ebott is a Multiverse) X = eX
Resonance X = rX
* continued from [here]
eRed, rRed, and rLust appeared.
rDance threw his hands up. “and now i have asshole in stereo.”
rRed snorted. “an’ now i got salt ‘n stereo. cry me a fuckin’ river,” he growled, irritated because he’d been napping before being magically dragged here.
eLust stared. eRed, sensing rRed’s LV, positioned himself between the other fell-verse monsters and eLust (and eDance). eDance, also sensing that LV, gripped eLust tighter, staving off his panic attack.
rLust looked at his counterpart, wiggling his brow ridges suggestively. He patted rRed’s arm, then slunk over to greet eRed. “well~ look. at. you~” he purred, creeping closer as he looked the larger monster up and down hungrily. “you just look delicious~ other me, how about we switch for the evening? just this once?” he reached up, gripping eRed’s collar and bringing him more to eye level, licking his teeth. (Boss’ energy crackled angrily against his hand, but rLust didn’t seem to even notice..?) “i’m sure neither of us would be disappointed~”
eRed’s eyelights guttered out. “what th’ fuck..?!” his face turned a bright cherry color.
eLust gripped eRed’s hand. “i’ll have to pass on that, thanks~ i’m perfectly satisfied with my current situation.
“oh, i’m sure~ you are~” rLust hummed, stroking at eRed’s jaw.
eRed finally stammered. “h-hey asshole!” he shouted at rRed. “what the hell’s the matter with you?! this is yer pet right? what th’ fuck ya doin’ lettin’ ‘m near a guy like me fer?“
rRed looked up from his continued argument/insult war with rDance. “huh? th’ fuck should i care?”
eRed bristled. “th’ hell ya mean?! he’s yer pet!! what if i decide t’ hurt ‘m?!”
rRed laughed. “buddy, chum, friend, pal, ya couldn’t hurt my sweetheart if ya fuckin’ tried.”
“he’s freexp!”
“keep tellin’ yerself that.”
rDance smacked rRed’s arm. “he’s scared you asswipe. call off your fucking datemate already.”
eRed and eDance blinked at the exchange, startled and confused. rDance wasn’t the least bit afraid of rRed (as opposed to eDance’s huge fear).
rRed snickered. “guy didn’t ask fer my help. ‘sides, hes a big guy. he can handle ‘freexp’ like lust, right? whats he need me fer?”
rLust snickered, patting eRed’s cheek. “i’m sorry baby~ did i scare you~? don’t worry, i’ll be gentle... at first~”
eLust gripped rLust’s arm. “thats enough, i think. you’ve had your fun.”
The two underlust monster’s looked at each other. There was a heaviness in the room, a presence, a pressure, that crackled between them. eLust bristled in alarm, flinching back, and the pressure receded.
rLust chuckled, letting go of eRed and holding his hands up. “sorry, sweetie. no touching, got it. all you had to do was say so.” He sauntered back to rRed, snuggling into his side. “maybe later we could have a 5-way?”
“fuck no,” rRed hissed. “go do that weird shit yerself, leave me outa it.
“aww.... you’re no fun.” rLust mock pouted, humming as rRed gripped and lightly tugged on his collar.
“why ya gotta be like this, huh? fuckin’ crazy ass-”
“you like crazy~” rLust reminded him.
“you’re both narcissists,” rDance muttered, looking away.
“furry,” rRed quipped back.
“dick,” rDance retorted.
“asshole,” rRed returned.
eRed and eDance watched, both of them wishing they could have that easiness, that comfort, around each other. They looked at each other, then scooted away, averting their eyes and fighting down heat from their faces. eLust sighed, settling between them.
rLust caught the change in body language, looking at his counterpart with a sly grin, mildly jealous. He signed, discreetly, [have they?]
eLust signed back, [not yet. working on it]
[lucky]
[dont i know it]
If its ok, can resonance dance meet burlesque dance and lust please?
Resonance Dance = rDance
Burlesque (Ebott is a Multiverse) Dance & Lust = eDance & eLust
rDance isn’t surprised to see eLust. He thinks its his friend. What is is surprised to see is himself, clinging to eLust’s hand and bristling at him like an angry cat. “what the hell..?”
“thats what i’d like to know,” eDance growls, making sure to get between his counterpart and his boyfriend, not sure exactly what is going on but preferring not to risk it being something very, very bad. Since that had been the usual trend in his life, at least until he met eLust (and he’d rather not have it pick back up again please and thank you).
eLust looks between the two Dances, finding himself thinking of things he probably shouldn’t be thinking about. He swallows hard. “sweetie, maybe its not a bad thing..? we’re probably just crossing paths, nothing nefarious…”
eDance glares at (himself?), shifting closer to eLust. “i’ve seen Terminator.”
eLust chuckled, letting go of eDance’s hand to wrap his arms around his neck, nuzzling. “calm down, its okay~ lets just relax, maybe have a nice chat. it’ll be over before you know it. then we can go home~” he started to purr, kneading at the tension in his mate’s shoulders until they eased.
eDance sighed. “yeah, you’re right… uh…” he looked back at his counterpart, only to find that rDance was stiff as a board, blushing furiously and looking utterly aghast. “whats wrong with you?”
rDance sputtered. “what the hell are you DOING?!”
eDance quirked a brow, one arm shifting to encircle eLust’s waist, as natural as anything. “nothing?”
rDance made a high pitched noise of discomfort, before looking ANYWHERE ELSE than at a picture of a guy who looked like himself letting a guy who looked like Lust hang all over him.
eLust giggled, looking up at his mate. “i think he’s shy~”
“i think he’s a moron,” eDance muttered.
“be nice, sweetie, not everyone is as comfortable with PDA as we are.”
rDance composed himself, before sitting down. “k. uh. thats a thing. multiverse theory and all, heh. ok. fine. its fine…”
eDance rolled his eyelights. “we ain’t even doing anything. its just hand holding and hugs, you prude.”
“its not that! its that its you and- and-” rDance waved at eLust.
“what the hell’s that supposed to mean?!” eDance demanded. “there is nothing wrong with Lust, he’s sweet and respectful and clever and you can fuck right the hell off with that judgement bullshit, and-” he stopped, an odd look taking over his face. ‘holy shit i sound just like red right now,’ he thought.
eLust burst into giggles, knowing exactly what was going through his head.
rDance rubbed his face. “that is NOT what i mean! i mean, fine, ok, he’s not a bad guy, but he’s a GUY and why would you wanna go out with a guy who looks like you when Tori’s right there-”
“oh my god, you’re a furry,” eDance deadpanned.
“oh my god, you’e an asshole,” rDance deadpanned right back.
eLust couldn’t stop laughing.
* [to be continued]
How about team-mom Resonance Stretch scolding Last-Laugh Stretch for being such a jerk to Sans?
hoooo boy you just gotta go there~ >:} I love it
Resonance Stretch = rStretch
The Last Laugh (or Ebott is a Multiverse) Stretch = eStretch
(ok this got a little long lol)
rStretch looks back at what is almost a mirror of himself, more so than Rus, more so than Slim or Edge or Suave or Pink. He see’s eStretch, who is looking back at him with the same surprise and confusion.
eStretch pulls out a smoke and lights it, shrugging. “k. lil weird but i can roll with it. wanna smoke?”
rStretch shakes his head. “trying to quit for my bro. thanks though.”
eStretch shrugs, and they both sit down in the bean bags that spontaneously appear in the void-like room.
Its quiet for a while, neither one of them certain how to start off a conversation with themselves. Eventually rStretch clears his throat. “so, heh, hows life treating ya?”
“better,” eStretch hums. “got a good thing going for me, and i just took care of a pesky little problem. so far, everythings coming up papyrus. heh.”
“problem?” rStretch asks. “anyone hurt?”
“my bro,” eStretch explains, blowing a smoke ring. “some space-case thought it would be cute to trick him into getting attached, then knock himself off in our livingroom.”
rStretch goes as pale as a skeleton can go, his eye lights guttering out. “what..?”
“i know, right?!” eStretch goes on, gesturing with the hand thats got his cigarette pinned between his knuckles, making the smoke whisp in curls in the air. “guy seduces my innocent big brother, then leaves his dust in our carpet, and he thinks he’s gonna get away with that?! no way! had the kid rewind time and then punched him right in the face. told him right off, told him, hey, buddy, go die in your own hou-”
eStretch ended up choking off his words when he was grabbed roughly by the scruff. “you w h a t ?” rStretch asked, feeling cold, his sternum itching and burning slightly.
“hey, hands off, this is my favorite hoodie,” eStretch complained.
“no, heh, no. i wanna hear this from the beginning.” rStretch tried to say calm, but he was shaking. He felt sick. “you’re telling me someone killed themselves in your house, and you got a determined human to undo that, got a chance to see them again, and instead of doing literally anything else, you PUNCHED THEM IN THE FACE?!?!” he couldn’t help how his voice rose, almost to an undignified screech of outrage. This son of a bitch did that, said that, while wearing his face, dear lord have mercy because this monster would see very little from him this day.
“uh….” eStretch looked at his counterpart without really comprehending. “yeah? i mean, he made sans cry, the bastard had it comi-”
rStretch smacked his counterpart across the face, breaking the air with the sharp clack of bone against bone. “THAT IS UNACCEPTABLE! that is NOT how you handle situations like that! did you even bother to ask WHY he hurt himself?! DID YOU?! maybe he was hurting! maybe he was scared! maybe it was a fucking accident!! what the ever loving stars is W R O N G with you, you don’t just DO that you’re suppose to HELP people not- not-” rStretch shoved his counterpart away, stepping back and pulling out a pack of cigarettes of his own, lighting one angrily with the flimsy lighter as he reminded himself that murder was wrong.
eStretch slowly touched his cheek where his bones and magic still stung from the hit, noticing his HP had gone down by a fraction of a decimal. he was stunned, and a bit alarmed, since he legitimately hadn’t considered any of that. He’d seen his brother cry and he’d reacted.
rStretch calmed himself down, then turned back to face the absolute child before him. “ok. o. k. this is whats gonna happen. you’re gonna walk me through every. single. thing. that happened leading up to that moment, and then you’re going to describe to me, in great detail, everything you did. and then i am going to lay it out for you, step by step, what, how, and why everything you did was u n a c e p t a b l e .” He took a deep breath. “then. then you are gonna go home, apologize to that guy, and thank every single one of your lucky stars that it was me, and not my brother, who found you today. k? k.”
eStretch could only sit there numbly, unable to look away from the smoldering fury, contempt, and judgement in his counterpart’s eyes.
Comic from TLL and Dance from Burlesque
These two are from the same series, and may meet up in canon at some point, but i’mma save this for a rainy day in case it never happens. :)
Hey hey~ Fell!Cat Red and Resonance Lust~ :3
Lust doesn’t know what he’s looking at, at first.
Sans (the cat) doesn’t know what he is looking at either.
Lust moves first, picking up the cat in careful arms, inspecting it from all angles, before his face lights up and he starts to nuzzle and pet the poor thing. “oh my stars, look at you! you handsome, handsome thing! aw, you look just like my baby~ who’s a vicious lil predator~ you are~! yes you are~” Lust is overcome by a swell of affection, seeing this tiny thing that reminds him so much of his mate, except cute and furry.
Sans, for his part, tries to scramble away. His magic is largely depleted at the moment, so he has to rely on physical strength. He is made once again acutely aware of just how weak his new form is when he finds his struggles to be futile. He snarls and hisses, knowing the other monster can’t understand him, but cussing him out and demanding to be put down regardless. His struggles cease, of course, as soon as the monster’s hands start to stroke up and down his spine, kneading at his neck and other bundles of tension. He can’t even bring himself to resent the baby talk.
Soon the cat is purring, and Lust has made a decision that he is a cat person, and needs to stop teasing Edge about Doomfanger.