#underfell!toriel

[yeosin-n]

i love them i love them i love them i love them i love them i love them i love them i love them i

♡✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚ HAPPY SORIEL DAY RAAAAhHHH ♡✧˚ ༘ ⋆｡♡˚

if u r also a soriel fan we should be friends I’m just saying

[orbital-inclination]

Tori!! just trying to figure out how to draw her :') she's been on my mind

also introducing the tiny headcanon that her fur fluffs up when she's upset or angry. studio ghibli style

[amalia-uwu]

SICK

Undertale by Toby Fox

Underfell by Vic underfella @underfell

I don't own undertale or underfell. The rights go to the respective owners. This fanfiction is for entertainment purposes only!

Warnings ⚠️ : sicknesses , blood, angst, hurt /comfort, spasm, swearing (my medical stuff are inaccurate so..), vomit,

You are in Part 1 :)

For part 2 press here :)

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Birds were singing. Flowers were blooming on days like this

The screaming of his brother woke him up.

"SANS GET YOUR  ASS DOWN HERE THIS INSTANT!!"

That had become a routine, Sans got used to it. He sleeps, Papyrus calls him every morning by screaming at the top of his nonexistent lungs, etc etc.

However.

Today Sans had a terrible headache. His throat felt funny along with his breathing. His bones and joints ached. He groaned. He wanted to stay in bed all day but.. heh..that could not happen..

That terrible headache and dizziness blurred his vision. He held his skull and rubbed small circles trying to sooth the pain.

He held the end of bed and got up. His legs wobbled. He held the wall and exited the room.

Great..

Today is gonna be so great.

......

He slowly dragged his feet downstairs.

Whatever Papyrus was cooking it smelled good but he had no appetite.

The slightest smell made his nonexistent stomach feel funny.

He sat down at the table. He saw the food before him. He tried to eat a  little. It was good but why did he feel like shit?

Papyrus was talking to him. ("SANS IF I SEE YOU SLEEPING ON YOUR POST AGAIN I SWEAR I'LL SPANK YOUR FUCKING ASS RIGHT ON THE SPOT! YOU KNOW HOW DANGEROUS IT IS! -SANS ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING! SANS?!")

Sans saw his mouth moving but couldn't hear the words.

"yes boss" his voice strained. Papyrus got worried. He looked at his brother concerned.

"SANS? I KNOW WE.. AREN'T SO CLOSE BUT.. ARE YOU ALRIGHT?" he asked. He had a feeling in his nonexistent gut. He was never wrong when his instinct screamed at him that something was wrong.

"y-yes..i... i..'ll just go to my post.. see you later boss.." his voice strained and hoarse.

His dizziness was getting worse. He managed to control it. He teleported.

Papyrus sighed. He's been trying.. To get close to Sans but.. He was pushing him away..

Sans arrived at his post.

This action turned out to be a terrible mistake. His whole body screamed at him.

He hugged himself and knelt on the snow. It felt kind of good in his burning body.

He couldn't work like this.. He laid on the snow face down. His hood over his head.

He was going home. To heck with it. He couldn't do shit with a state like this!

He teleport just a few steps away from his home. That's all his magic could do. He hugged himself and walked towards his home.

He saw his brother's back from the window.

«papyrus... brother.. help me..» he thought.

He began coughing. He laid there face down on the snow. Using whatever strength he had he dragged himself with tooth and claw.

He reached his door and tried to get up. He failed so he rested for a while. He laid his back on the door breathing heavily.

He gathered whatever little strength he had and got up. His body shaking. He opened the door, walked in and collapsed with his back on the door.

"SANS? IS THAT YOU! YOU ARE BACK A BIT EARLY DON'T YOU THINK?" Papyrus voice came from kitchen.

He crawled towards his brother but stopped halfway and laid there. His actions was futile. He was sweating.

Papyrus got worried but tried to hide it. His gut screamed at him that something was off!

He walked on the living room where the door is and saw Sans on the floor.

"SANS?! Y-YOU CAN'T NAP THERE YOU IMPECILE..!" yes, that's right. The tone in his voice was that of concern, worry and fear.

"....p-*choke* "

Papyrus heard choking sounds

Sans started shaking, coughing and bleeding from his mouth, nose and eyes.

He coughed and spat blood *cough hack ptu cough cough ngh rgh ngk ptu*

Papyrus ran at his side, eyes wide, soul beating like crazy

"SANS!!".

Sans sensed his brother "p-pap- *heavy cough, heavy cough, heavy cough* " he whispered but his voice was cut by a new fit of heavy coughing and blood.

Sans body went stiff and began shaking uncontrollably. His eyes rolled. Papyrus panicked. Sans was experiencing spasms. After 5 minutes it stopped abruptly.

Sans was struggling to breathe. His breathing was heavy. He grabbed his brother's scarf trying to take a little bit of comfort.

"SANS...?" Papyrus asked. His brother's eyes were unfocused.

"b..o...ss" He clenched his chest and groaned in pain. He turn away from Papyrus and he coughed more blood.

"I'LL CALL TORIEL" Papyrus said.

Papyrus dialed Toriel's number and waited. He reluctantly held sans hand gently. Sans didn't push him away.

"Yes? Papyrus?" a soft voice reached his 'ears'

"Toriel, it's Sans. He seems feverish, he coughs and he is bleeding.. I.. I.. Could you please come?" he asked, voice low.

Toriel agreed "Of course I'll be there as soon as I can" she said.

Toriel grabbed her things (herbs, magic potions, pills etc), she took her coat and ran towards their home as fast and undetected as she could.

Papyrus carefully lifted Sans up and walked towards the bathroom. He cleaned the blood from his face and removed his clothes. "so-sor...ry.. b-*cough cough hack *" he apologized but started coughing again.

"SANS! SHUT UP!" he said sternly yet softly.

Sans smiled weakly. He nodded. Papyrus used a cloth that was soaked in warm water and cleaned Sans's bones gently.

After that he dressed him in some soft light clothes and carried him in bed. 

Sans tried to keep his eyes open. He failed. Everything ached. He clenched his teeth trying to control the pain.

Papyrus put a wet (soaked it in vinegar) piece of cloth on his forehead and rubbed with rubbing alcohol Sans's wrists bones.

Sans was burning up.. Papyrus cleaned the sweat from his brother's forehead.

"You haven't eaten anything, brother... I'll go and see what I can cook for you! Rest and... Do call me if you need anything".

Sans squeezed his hand gently.

Papyrus got up and left, leaving the door opened (slightly).

He went to the kitchen to cook  something for him. «A  broth will do».

Sans felt nauseous. He felt a burning sensation rising up in his sternum. He got up from his bed. His vision was a blur.

He tried to stand up and walk only for his feet to give up on his weight sending him on the floor. He groaned as excruciating pain exploded in his entire being.

He crawled towards the bathroom. Once in, he vomited more blood and magic. He slumped. Some tears ran down his eye sockets.

.......

Papyrus ascended the stairs. He opened his brother's room, only to find it empty.

He heard noises from the bathroom "SANS?"

He walked and found his brother vomiting blood and magic.

He rubbed soft circles in his back, once sans was done he slumped. He breathed heavily.

His bones began rattling, he was shaking. Papyrus touched his bones, his temperature had fallen quite rapidly.

He carefully lifted him and laid him on bed.

He had made some broth but he doubted Sans could eat it.

Sans's body went slack in his brother's arms. His breathing came in soft straining gasps. Papyrus got really worried. He eyed him.

Sans whimpered "it..hu..rt.s". Papyrus felt something in his soul cracking. "It's gonna be okay brother, Toriel is on her way" he laid him on bed and covered him with a blanket.

He was shaking quite a lot so he added some more covers.

"Co..ld...so..c-cold-d"

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END OF PART 1

It's a long Oneshot, so I'm gonna split it in 2 parts

Part 2 :)

[zirkkun-uthcs]

UT, US & UF Toriels with an S/O whos introverted and shy, and prone to social anxiety?

Undertale!Toriel - She's beyond caring and patient with you. Tori's very familiar with such things, especially since most people in her life have had one if not many of these attributes. She won't pressure you to talk about anything, unless it's something life-or-death involving, and will step up when you're rendered speechless in public situations. Tori's also kind in the manner that she will ease you into social interactions... most of the time. She's naturally more extroverted, and so she might sometimes get carried away during her own conversation. But, frankly, she mostly talks to her friends like this, and they're all pretty lenient and understanding as well.

Underswap!Toriel - Queen is one of the most gentle and caring individuals and she won't be worried in the slightest by your shy nature. She may even "baby" you, to a degree, and do anything you're not feeling up to without hesitation, even if it's relatively simple. Don't feel like going to get the mail? That's fine, she'll go get it for you. Don't feel like going to the store today? She'll go for you. Don't feel like going to work? Well... you're kind of on your own there. Queen will definitely do her best to make you feel in your most-ready condition possible for any time when you can't avoid social contact.

Underfell!Toriel - The Fell Queen is a bit more on the awkward side, having delt with a long-term isolation and with the consistent losses in her life, she became more traumatized by these events than others, especially due to the culture of "kill of be killed" leaving little room for peace of mind. She would be probably just as equally anxious about social interaction, if not more so, and only increase the introverted nature of her partner. Hopefully you two won't be just stuck inside all the time. Maybe one day you guys might have some motivation or reason to leave... but, at the same time, people suck, so... who knows.

[tamagoneko]

They’re creepy and they’re kooky, Mysterious and spooky, They’re all together ooky~~~

[hiaennyddei]

Underfell!Toriel ! I used this design by oolay-tiger, with her permission. (Also sorry the site can’t find your name when I try tagging you... I’ll try again later). All the colors weren't precised, so I tried not to make her all black and red... Also lace is absolutely horrible to do with watercolor pencils so I changed the sleeves... Sorry... I usually really don't like showing off too much skin (or, you know, fur) in my drawing, but here it's part of the character.

Undertale © Toby Fox. This design © oolay-tiger Art © me.

[ofthecrow]

Undefell: Chapter 5

Please note: I’m a self-taught writer and still uneducated in several manners of writing. One of my biggest weaknesses is dialogue placement- Oh yeah! I also don’t revise or edit my writing.

Underfell created by: @Underfell (I think?)

Underfell: Chapter 5-

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Toriel turned around to find a nervous human child before her. Clasping her soft hands, she let her whole face soften, and her eyes widened like a puppy's. "My child! Whatever are you doing here? Be a good thing and go back to your room." Frisk stood their ground, not moving a muscle. Maybe it was out of defiance, maybe it was out of fear, but the child didn't move. Toriel's eyes hardened. Making a shooing motion with her hands, the goat advanced on Frisk. Now trembling with fear, the human child took shaky steps towards Toriel. The lady started to get annoyed, then frustrated, and anger quickly followed.

"So this is how it is?" Toriel's voice rang loud and clear throughout the hallway. Frisk froze in fear. The room began to darken, the crazy woman towered over the child. Flames lit her hands, and balls of fire lit up her menacing face. How cruel could she be to simply scare a child to death without touching it? But fortunately for the human, determination sided with them. A surge of hope and certainty warmed the child's body as their mind cleared and their breaths were calm. Toriel seemed even more angered by Frisk's ability to stay focused in battle and allowed a wave of fire to release from her hand. Just as Frisk had done many a time again, their red soul glowed and dodged all but one of the flames. Then it was their turn. Four glowing buttons appeared before them, not unlike the ones seen when the human touched the glowing star. Fight, Act, Item, Spare. The child's hand reached for Spare, and as the options changed, found Mercy. Frisk spread open their arms and threw out a kind smile towards Toriel, but she shook her head. "Are you really this dumb?" she asked, allowing another wave of fire to run. The human got hit again, twice, but that didn't stop them. They offered Mercy again. "Do you think anything is going to stop me?" Another wave of fire, a few more hits, another piece of candy gone. Mercy. "I've been stuck down here for years, what makes you think you can leave?" Mercy. "You're just like the others!" Mercy. "Nobody's going to leave me alone again!" Then they died. Frisk entered another dark room, just like the Save room. But there were no choices, it was an empty, dark, infinite room. Then a mysterious voice spoke, "You cannot give up just yet… Frisk! Stay determined…" After the voice finished, Frisk woke up. They were standing at the same place where they entered the last Save room. The child stood there confused, but Flowey, who hadn't spoken in case they would break the human's concentration, knew exactly what was happening. "Hey, uh, Frisk! I'm sure you're pretty confused about what just happened. Well, basically you have entered a Save Point before. The Save Points kind of… Store time? Whenever you die you'll go back to the Save Point you most recently entered. But now you have to go through all of that again. Frisk looked baffled, but nodded their head. It was quite a bit of information for a simple eight year-old. "Well, Frisk, we better get going, we'll have to get past Toriel, maybe this time you won't have to fight her!" Flowey's cheerfulness boosted Frisk up and they once again went to do what they had before.

It happened, again. Frisk hadn't even made it past two rounds Mercy. "Hey, come on, pal! I know you can do this! One last try, shall we?" Flowey smiled as his faced morphed into something like Toriel's, but sweeter. Frisk smiled and gave him a thumb up with their empty hand. Then they marched through again.

They'd finally done it. They got past their goal with Toriel and were still perfectly healthy. So Frisk offered Mercy again, and

finally, Toriel said something new.

"Why aren't you attacking me? Fight!" A wave of fire passed. Mercy. "What are you? Weak?" Mercy. "That's not going to get you anywhere." Mercy. "Go back and be obedient!" Mercy. "What are you doing!" Mercy. "Stop it!" Her attacks faltered. Mercy. "I..." Again. Mercy. "I was right." The fire fell to the floor Mercy. "He was right." Then it dimmed. Mercy. "I can't do anything." The fire left. Mercy. "Even you, a stupid little Human, you are stronger than me." Mercy. "Stop this torture!" Mercy. "I'm pathetic." Then Toriel accepted the human's Mercy. She fell to her knees sobbing, tears wet her tangled hands. "I'm sorry," she sobbed, looking up at Frisk with teary eyes. "I'm so sorry for hurting you. I'm so sorry for trying to kill you." Frisk set Flowey down and slowly approached Toriel. "I forgive you." The human threw their arms around her in a warm hug. Toriel could barely find the strength to hug them back. "Stay here, my child. It's too dangerous out there." She grabbed the child's face, staring at it with two huge, yellow eyes. "They want to kill you, all of them. You may have got past me, but they're different. They're stronger than me. They'll hurt you so much, you'll die, and… Oh! Please stay with me!" Toriel dragged Frisk in her arms into a warm, motherly hug.

Frisk released Toriel, but the goat hung on. "I'm sorry but I have to go," They said with guilt. The human stared into their hands where a toy knife lay. "I'm sorry."

[ofthecrow]

Underfell: Chapter 3

Please note: I’m a self-taught writer and still uneducated in several manners of writing. One of my biggest weaknesses is dialogue placement- Oh yeah! I also don’t revise or edit my writing.

Underfell created by: @Underfell (I think?)

Underfell: Chapter 3-

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Frisk was absolutely still. Probably more still than the pedestal they were hiding behind. The humming was closer, the crazed woman was also closer, and Flowey hadn't returned. The human was down to three HP, and covered in bruises. It was a bad time to meet anyone. Soon the humming stopped, but Toriel was right next to the entrance. The entrance to the room Frisk took shelter in.

Toriel didn't even have to look behind the structure to know that Frisk was there. "My child! Now why would you be hugging that pillar so tightly? And where's your flower friend?" She turned around in a complete circle looking for a golden flower with a face, and she found nothing of that kind. "Oh dear! Maybe he has left! Well, I'm sorry poor child, it seems your flower has left you." Toriel was about to turn around again but noticed something else. "Oh my, your HP is very low! Perhaps I should heal you, but we should wait until we get home first. Yes?" She smiled sweetly. Frisk hadn't moved a millimeter. "It's settled then! I always thought you were taking too long. I'm sure you've just been waiting for that silly flower all this time. It's time to meet your home, my child!"

Toriel reached out to grab Frisk, but they had dived for the flower pot and she missed. The crazy goat didn't care much and reached for Frisk again with a firm grip. So the child was dragged once again across leaves and through puzzles. One arm trapped in the grip of a woman and the other holding on to a pot. All the while Frisk looked down at the pot wishing that Flowey would appear in it. He was probably frantically searching the room Frisk was in and deeply worried. Unfortunately this wasn't the only worrying thing for Frisk. All throughout their short trip the pair encountered very few monsters, most knew to steer clear of Toriel. Of course Frisk didn't think that Toriel would kill just to get through a path, but to their horrible surprise she did. Whether it was a Whimsum or Vegetoid or another monster, with a flick of her wrist Toriel sent out a few sparks of flame and killed them. They died. They turned to dust. And Frisk was forced to watch it. Every moment the child was dragged, a little bit of determination left them, a little bit of hope left them. Their only friend was gone and they were watching monsters die, even if they weren't all good.

After stepping through piles of dust and pure red leaves, Toriel stopped at the door to a house. Frisk's face tried to stretch into a smile. Even if you didn't feel happy, maybe acting happy would get you close to it. "Here we go, my child! Now I can heal you, I also have a very big surprise for you!" Toriel said. Although the crazed goat didn't do anything, Frisk felt their scratches patch up, the bruises fade, and a burst of energy lifted them. Then just like the first time, a warm orange star appeared just within reach. A real smile filled Frisk's face and they reached out with a tiny hand to tap the star. The room darkened just as before and buttons appeared. Determination refilled, hope returned, and the child tapped "Save". The world returned to normal and Toriel was about to push open the door when a small voice spoke up.

"Frisk? Frisk! Frisk, are you he-" Flowey turned around and saw his human friend, cutting himself off.

"Frisk!" Flowey popped up right in front of the human, smile plain on his face.

"Oh! Your friend is back! They're just in time to get the surprise too!" Toriel said, sweeping Frisk inside and running off into a room off to the left. Frisk's eyes widened in surprise, but they didn't say anything. Instead, the human turned around to set down the pot and gather Flowey. All the while the golden flower apologized about not finding any food but a couple pieces of monster candy. Frisk smiled at the candy and pocketed it, giving Flowey his second hug. Not long after, Toriel came out with a steaming hot pie that looked a bit scorched. With a large smile, Toriel proudly presented her pie, "I baked you some snail pie! It's very hot though, so maybe you should take a nice nap while we wait. I even have a room made just for you!" Still carrying the pie, Toriel picked up Frisk's hand and led them through the hall stopping at the first door. "This is you room, my child. I hope you'll stay here forever and ever! We can both leave the ruins together after we're all done here. Everyone will respect us, I'll make you stronger than Asriel or Asgore ever was. I'll show them," An odd smile crept onto Toriel's face and an eye twitched, it was quite disturbing. Meanwhile, Flowey was looking devastated, eyes starting to tear up uncontrollably. But no one noticed him. Toriel let go of the human's hand and rushed off to the left hall again, leaving Frisk to stare at a gray door. Their face twisted up in some confusion, and they looked down at Flowey who had wiped the tears off his pale yellow face. "I guess we'll just have to go in and, uh, rest," He gave the best shrug a flower could and stared at the door with a type of longing. The human grabbed the brass door knob and twisted it open. Inside was no surprise. There was a normal bedroom, just like one you'd find on the surface. The only thing was that there was just more than you would expect is in a brand new room. Frisk didn't mind and set the flower pot and Flowey on the ground next to the bed and slipped under the covers, not taking anything off but their shoes and socks. It was quite comfortable, quilted blankets and a very soft pillow of some material. Frisk easily fell into a deep sleep.