This is a little story I made based on your AU because it’s beautiful. It’s not done, but this is what I have so far, and I wanted to know what you thought before I continue. 

It’s been a good two months since Sans absorbed the human’s…, no.. Frisk’s soul. Sans had finally experienced something along the lines of true kindness and true love, just to have it ripped away at the last moment. They were going to see the surface together, “Out” as Frisk would say.

           “Who’s there”

            Why are you doing this to yourself?


Sans please. Stop.

“Orange who?”


“Orange you coming home soon, sweet heart?” the skeleton said, tears falling from his eyes onto the buttercups that marked the grave of Frisk.

Sans, I-I… you know I can’t, everyone’s happy, you’re all on the surface now…

“You know it’s funny, sometimes…. I think I can hear your voice sometimes, Frisk.” the skeleton says as he stands up.


“It’s a beautiful day outside, birds are singing, flowers are blooming, a beautiful day for a picnic, don’t you think sweetheart?” the skeleton asks aloud, expecting some kind of answer.

Sans walked out of the clearing of buttercups, missing the ethereal figure of Frisk floating above the grave. Tears falling from her eyes.

There’s so much I want to tell him…

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Plot Twist: Deacon is really Vulpes Inculta

i am POSITIVE that deacon is somewhere in either nv or 3. particularly 3 because he talks about being in capital wasteland. i’m just WAITINGG for bethesda to give us one more piece of the puzzle that is Deacon™ and everything will click and god’s light will shine upon all of us

tbh deacon would approve of vulpes inculta’s style