#multiverse headcanons

[twinpancake236]

So like

Aftertale (geno and error)

Horrortale (Horror)

Dusttale (Murder)

Something New (Killer)

And various others

They are like

The same person

They are alternative timelines, not alternative universes in a way.

Like they ARE- but they are also NOT in a way

Because before yk the events of either dusttale, or horrortale, or aftertale, or something new, they all went through the same stuff, but after the main events of their respective timelines, they become separate and become like a separate timeline alternate universe thingies.

Because before the main events of Horrortale happened, it was an Undertale timeline.

But Underfell was always like that

Underswap was always the way it was

So like all these characters (and characters similar to Horror, Murder, Killer, Geno, and Error) they are literally the same person, so they understand each other more easily, because they were the same person once, no matter how fucked up they have become.

This could also justify why Error hates all alternate universes

Because Undertale is the thing it’s SUPPOSED to be, Killer, Horror, Murder, and other characters are alternate timelines where the Sans fucked up so much it messed up the story, which is literally an anomaly and an issue in the code, if you will.

Some Sanses are the same people in different concepts and situations, and some Sanses are future and past versions of Undertale, more following a ‘what if this happened instead’ approach, rather than ‘what if the world looked like this instead’.

Thank you for listening to my rant

@gayhorrorsans

[thedetectiveofinaba]

The main Shadow Noot Naoto usually refers to in the multiverse is Kuro (@arcanexsouls​, they/them as pronouns) and she uses them often as a chaotic good example she finds solace in and has remained close with despite the chaos in her life.

[veeeffvee]

D&D AU

I don’t know, there’s just something immensely satisfying about the idea of my ten characters sitting down, creating characters for themselves, and playing Dungeons and Dragons. Just. All ten of them. Playing this incredibly nerd-ish game, all following the same questline and sharing a common goal.

Like guys. Think of all of the goofs.

But anyway:

Effjee: Goblin rogue Anon: Changeling druid Stanley: Human fighter Narrator: Githzerai sorcerer Muffet: Drider ranger Sans: (Dwarf) Skeleton cleric Papyrus: (High-elf) Skeleton paladin Bill: Tiefling warlock Will: Half-elf wizard Bendy: Gnome bard

So, Stanley and Papyrus are the tanks.

Anon, Sans, Bendy, and (probably less often) Papyrus are the healers.

Everyone else (Effjee, Narrator, Muffet, Bill, and Will) can basically only damage, buff or debuff.

...Hoo boy. That’s almost fanfiction material there. Oh man.

[veeeffvee]

You know. Its been nagging at me that I haven’t pinned down what my Stanley’s ethnicity is yet.

One of the only HUMAN characters I play, and I haven’t figured that one thing out yet.

The Narrator? Oh, who cares, he doesn’t remember. Not that he LOOKS like he belongs to an ethnic group right now, anyway.

...I may or may not have accidentally given him one anyway frick

But man. I’ve been torn on what Stanley is.

I’m leaning towards Hispanic/Filipino

[veeeffvee]

Remember Reboot?

Remember how he’s a fusion?

Well, for a while I thought he functions as a separate being from Stanley and The Narrator, as in, he’s his own person, even though he’s a mix of the two characters.

But today I thought of something

What if, since its not like they’re gems or anything and technically I don’t have to follow any set of rules,

What if the control was split between them?

I could get into how complicated that would be and how exactly the one in control would be chosen (I’m thinking whoever is leading the dance) and how the control is divided but

I just had the funny idea of Stanley being able to control the body and The Narrator only being able to talk.

And its funny and logical, because Stanley actually has more power than The Narrator does.

But could you imagine?

“When Stanley came to a set of two open doors, he entered the door on his left.”

“Go left, Stanley. We can get much more done with the Freedom Ending because its so short, and I do believe that whatever system we’re in likes it better that way, so-- wait, waitwaitwait--NO, why are we going right?! Stanley, no! Stop!”

[wyvernjustice]

☁ ⊗ ۞

☁ :Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day.

Preferably inside, maybe in the League training. I’m sure they have a training room in there, if not challenge against each other. I feel like he’d get restless on stormy days. 

Overcast days are okay, though. He prefers bright, sunny days though. Overcast days make him wish for brighter/sunnier days.

⊗ :What is something that causes them to question themself?

hm. I’m not sure offhand, since I’ve never really explored this sort of thing for him. [It’s only recently that I’ve stopped treating him as an accessory character and started moving towards making him own, full character.] Not losing, but maybe. Seeing a lot of people misuse or abuse Pokemon kind of makes him wonder what the world’s coming to, but I guess that’s not really questioning himself! I’ll have to think about this a lot more!!! When I come up with something I’ll come back and edit this question!!!

Oh! I thought of something! Maybe that for the multiverse, he didn’t used to feel as powerful/strong as his then gf/now wife? I mean now he’s on about even ground, but iirc she’s still better with a sword than him (she taught him in the multiverse), and initially he was afraid that whenever she’d get involved against powerful entities, that he wouldn’t be able to save her, let alone help and protect her [back] against such magical foes?

However, once they came to the group of realms that are later known as the 3 kingdoms, they found that his Dragon Trainer merits wound up translating into an amazing skill and affinity with the dragons there, as well as easily picking up various skills typically associated with dragon knights and dragon riders in that realm [some magic skills, draconic language, etc]. So he’s a little less insecure or worrisome about his ability to help his wife in that verse now, and he feels more comfortable in his ability to fight alongside her and protect her back. :3 [instead of, just, not being able to do much except watch her back and hope that neither one of them gets speared through or whatever else.]

Of course, they’ve had discussions about this when they got to that point in the multiverse where it became a pressing/worrisome/recurring concern of theirs, since his Pokemon Trainer skills carried over only so much into the multiverse. Both of them knew it, but for him it was all “how will i help protect her [later fight alongside her, but there’s always that desire to protect one’s loved ones]”, and for her it was always along the lines of “he’s not from this world/life, how can I protect him since he can’t fight/defend in this world like I can?” Sometimes it still comes up, but not nearly as much since situating themselves into the Three Kingdoms realm(s), and his innate abilities finally translating over to something he could use if a magical fight/situation ever occurred.

sorry that’s coming out weaker than I had in my head. xD

۞:Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?

Ah… there is for the multiverse. An incident occurred that caused him to lose complete trust and faith in his wife, so while they have moved past that issue, he still fears that he might lose her, that she might break his heart and trust again, and that the effort being put into their marriage might become for not if anything of the sort should happen again. He’s never had this issue in any sort of conscious concern (the occasional passing thought of insecurity), so he’s struggling learning how to control this, and to trust her again. Because, he knows, she knows, they both know, that they can’t have complete trust in each other ever again, or at least he in her.

also i guess just. even though he’s a pacifist and comes off as very calm, if anything happens to those he cares about, or abuse towards pokemon, he won’t mind resorting to action/more violent actions. But he knows when action is more effective than words, so as much as he doesn’t like it [it’s even shown in the latest pokegen short! there’s a moment of pain at having to fight against TR, though I also think it had to do with him not wanting to hurt people! but i have no proof for that just headcanons |D], he can recognize when action is the more right course than inaction. But sometimes he can get a little overheated/overreactive when something’s threatening something personal/close/dear to him [ie pokemon, his family, etc], so it’s probably better if you let the sleeping dragon lie.

[veeeffvee]

Eye Headcanons

((A.K.A – What do my muse’s eyes look like, how do they react to a prolonged period of staring, and what would you find in my muse’s eyes?))

Effjee: Bright red. Shining with unyielding determination and bravery. Pupiless. Her gaze is unwavering through confidence, and she might even stare back with slight fascination at the looker’s own eyes. You can just tell that she’s seeking success and has high ambitions, but… if you were look long enough, a small part of the entire image seems… forced somehow? Seeing this, the entire thing then appears fake. It looks as if there’s something she’s hiding, but after many years of practice, she’s skilled at hiding it. When you notice this, she seems to notice too, and quickly looks away. She won’t let you do this again unless she really trusts you.

Stanley: Neon yellow. Luminous and bright with unquenchable curiosity. His eyes are a larger size than the average adult, and are noticeably akin to a child’s. After about two minutes of staring, Stanley’s gaze will wander somewhere else for a few seconds before he realizes what he’s doing and continues to stare back. He certainly looks adventurous – as he keeps on searching for something new to look at before returning to doing what he was told to do. Though, on the rare occasion that he looks at you for more than two minutes, you can spot something different in his eyes: its unfamiliar, unexpected, and so unlike what you saw before. You can’t exactly pinpoint what it is, but you know for certain that it is unsettling. Stanley will notice that you’ve seen something, and his expression will turn utterly clueless.

The Narrator: It was neon cyan, but from staring at screens and wearing his holo-visor 24/7, the color had darkened to a light teal. Very mildly impatient and slightly fidgety with uncertainty. His eyes are strangely glassy, and the area around the pupils are tinted with a very light gray, so that it almost appears white if you didn’t pay attention. He can’t maintain eye contact for a minute before breaking off for a brief moment and then quickly resuming with an apology. He looks highly suspicious at you the entire time. You can see though, he looks very intelligent, but there’s a sort of mindless blankness to his gaze; perhaps he doesn’t actually know what he’s doing. And he also looks… tired. Very tired. Its then easy to see he’s been long searching for a end to his burdens. Just like Stanley, there’s a peculiar glint in his eye, and The Narrator seems oblivious towards it. Its just as concerning as Stanley’s. Once he realizes you’ve found something, he immediately questions about what you saw.

Muffet: Dark violet. Obviously mischievous and quietly calculating. Pupiless. All five eyes somehow lack any shine when exposed to light, so its impossible to tell where she’s looking unlike Effjee. When blinking, the eyes blink one at a time starting from the right. No further research needed – just get the heck out of the room before she decides to trap and eat you.

Bill Cipher: Black with a neon red slitted pupil. (Human form: white with neon red eye color.) Endlessly cheerful and constantly lit up with infinite optimism. (Not literally.) Eyelashes are expertly groomed to astounding perfection. Unblinking all the time, unless expressing certain emotions, such as surprise and occasionally neutrality. Stares hard and deep, as if staring right into your soul or reading your mind. Gaze is unwavering, and expression is completely unreadable. Besides the apparent glee and silent judgement in his look, there is inevitably something dark hidden beneath it all. An unexplainable madness; something only a being who lived through more than billions of generations could understand, and has experienced and seen quite a lot. Its the look of someone who has long been pushed over the brink of insanity, and has been descending deeper and deeper into the void ever since. It wants to create and it wants to destroy. It seeks freedom but it wants to conquer. Its genius, its reckless, its insane, its dangerous – and its a complete and utter mystery. He knows when you see that, but he doesn’t acknowledge the subject, and instead asks if he’s just that beautiful of a triangle to stare at.

Will Cipher: Black with a neon green slitted pupil. (Human form: white with neon green eye color.) Clearly hopeless, downcast, and broken. His eye color sometimes appears lighter because of his tears obscuring it, which are white-tinted. His eyelashes look just as amazing as Bill’s, as they were taken care of by him as well. He avoids your gaze at every opportunity when the option to do so is open. When he does manage to look at you though, you can see an obvious desperation in his stare. A desperation for what, exactly, isn’t clear in the slightest. Its pleading – it needs something, but it refuses to say what it wants. There’s also an energy there, but its being heavily kept in. Nevertheless, the hidden power is overwhelming. Will would know when you’ve seen what he’s trying to hide through his tears, but he stays silent.

[veeeffvee]

Scent Headcanons

Effjee smells faintly of disinfectant. With a hint of popcorn.

Anon smells like the smoke from a lit match. Also a little bit of car exhaust.

Stanley smells like the sun. His hair smells like green apples.

Narrator smells faintly like the dusty scent in old books. His hair smells like the distinct scent of a cold winter day.

Muffet smells like donuts, obviously, with a small trace of burnt sugar.

Bill just barely smells like sand from a desert. His human form smells like peppermint and incense.

Will sort of smells like cement. His human form smells like spearmint and ashes.