Hazbin Hotel - Helluva Boss

UnderTale AU - Player:[VOIDTALE]

ABOUT: Sans

Known as Void!Sans or Player!Sans - (I still can't decide)

Has no emotions due to his lack of a soul

Absorbs the emotions of those around him, making them feel neutral or void

When around the [Player], he doesn't absorb emotions so easily by being around people, when around the [Player] he has to be physically touching someone to absorb their emotion

He does not feel the emotions he absorbs

He isolates himself to avoid taking people's happiness and joy

As Sans does not have his soul, he can not use magic, at least, not exactly

Without his soul, Sans began to feel cold so he changed his outfit

ABOUT:

Background Lore

[Player]

Frisk - NOT OUT

A/N: Feel free to send in asks about the au or sans!

Fyoday 😈 (artblock got me</3)

Look around you What do those faces tell you? Faces, joy and pain

It’s always

“When will fanfic writers update their stories?”

And never

“Does this fanfic writer have adequate enrichment to engage in writing behaviours?”

Fanfiction writers (Scriptor fictus) are intelligent animals who need plenty of enrichment as well as encouragement! If they’re stuck in poor conditions (e.g. have studies, work, have to actually write to have something written) then they require the proper enrichment to engage in more healthy behaviours, like writing. Remember, due to poor breeding and socialisation, over half of all fanfic writers suffer from low self confidence and executive dysfunction so take care of them!

Give your fanfic writers proper care. Fanfiction writers are a life long commitment.

Tamagotchi! Now biblically accurate

More Dadmori from Sea Au

Together Forever

Fandom: BSD -Bungo Stray Dogs

Ship: Chuuya x Dazai (Soukoku)

TW: Major Character Death, Angst, Major Angst, No happy ending, I love making characters go through hell, except Chuuya, which is why this isn’t in his pov, I felt evil today

Since the first time Dazai had witnessed the storm that was Arahabaki, Chuuya, he was enthralled. 

Chuuya was human. So painfully human. So beautifully human. 

After all, there was nothing more human than chaos and discord. The human need to find the most perfect, the most orderly form of chaos. 

Chuuya was chaotic and he was perfect. The perfect form of chaos. 

Human. 

Chuuya was human. 

Human. 

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For the first time since Dazai witnessed the storm that was Arahabaki, Chuuya, he wasn’t enthralled. 

Chuuya was human. So painfully human. So horrendously human. 

After all, there was nothing more human than life and death. The conclusion to a human life, the inevitable cessation. 

Chuuya was deadly and he was corrupt. 

Human. 

Chuuya was human. 

Blood. 

So much blood. 

There was a burning in his chest from having run here.  

He fell to his knees with no regard for the rubble beneath him. He pulled Chuuya into his arms. 

Red. So much red. 

Yet the body he was clinging to like a child to a stuffed animal was cold. 

He could feel the lingering warmth leaving the body and seeping into his own in a cruel twist of fate. 

He could feel as the warmth entered his own freezing body. 

There was an annoying chattering sound somewhere in the rubble. 

It was cold. It was cold and the body in his arms was becoming freezing to the touch but he couldn’t let go even as he shivered. 

Chuuya was covered in red, further staining his abdomen in sticky red. 

Cold. 

It was so cold. 

He curled himself over Chuuya as if to shield him from the cold, cruel world. 

He was tired and cold. 

He shivered, closing his eyes, pretending Chuuya wasn’t so freezing in his arms. 

… 

So cold…

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It had been raining nearly all day. He couldn’t help but think it was painfully fitting. 

The gravestone was large and elegant. It was surrounded by droves of people clad in black. Only those closest were allowed to be up near the grave. 

When he finally made it up to the grave with the others, his melancholy grew. 

In the middle of the gravestone, in large, fancy font was the word Soukoku. Below that on the left was Chuuya Nakahara and on the right was Osamu Dazai. 

Apparently, when they were found together, it first looked as if only Dazai was clinging to Chuuya, but Chuuya had his hand clenched around Dazai’s coat as well. Out of respect, they weren’t separated. 

He was startled out of his thoughts when he felt someone grab his arm. He looked up only to realize most people had left after the rain had gotten worse. He looked to his side before relaxing at the sight of Kyouka. 

“Thank you.”

A/N: Requests are OPEN, read the rules, please

WISC -Wolf In Sheep's Clothing

Prolog -Opening:

If you were to compare the number of every individual species on Earth, the human species would be the main inhabitants of planet Earth. However, when you compare humans, who are non-magical creatures, to the number of sentient magical beings, you will find that they only make up about half of Earth’s inhabitants. If you go even further? If you compare the human species to the number of every magical creature, sentient or not, the human species only makes up about 35% of Earth’s population. 

That said, with their numbers, they still hold a greater weight in most of society. Especially after they began to learn how to use their own magic, gifted by our gods. Though humans used to be born without magic, some families were blessed by the gods for their devoted belief.  

Witches and Wizards are the backbone of the human’s strength. It’s the only reason they continue to hold such influence on the world. 

Perhaps… our gods had never sought to include themselves in the happenings of our world… perhaps… things wouldn’t be like this now. Fighting over the rights of magical creatures. 

Do they deserve to live? Are they too dangerous to the ‘wonderful and mighty’ humans? 

What absolute bullshit. 

To think any human would have the gall to believe something like magical creatures not having the right to live. When the only reason they have stayed on top is because they were given the ability to wield magic by our gods. 

Our gods; who rule over the nine realms. The Dragons of Asgard. 

Dragons. 

Our Gods - dragons – are magical creatures, and they have the gall to think themselves better? 

A/N: This world's structure is based off of Norse Mythology but that is it. Besides the existence of 9 realms and using the same names, nothing else is the same. In other words: Thor, Loki, and Odin don't exist

I LOVE THIS IDEA! Omg! The potential!

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What if Sans could see the SAVE star? Funny idea, huh? Wonder if he'd be able to use it too...

I've had to crawl through prep for my big BIG exams this year, so apologies for the very dodgy uploading schedule, I pray it'll be better soon. Hope you're all having a lovely day/night in any case!