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I recently started playing a game called Deltarune. And of course I had a little idea!

TV: Murder; strangulation; Yandere!Frisk and Chara; it is assumed that Player (you) played Undertale and Deltarune as a pacifist; Kris is a guy in my headcanons.

Let's say that at the end of the game Player does get the vessel that they created for themselves. Kris is no longer under their control and they part ways on a tense note.

Since Player has no family, they have to stay in a ruined house at the end of town while they get used to their new body.

Frisk and Chara are trying to find Player in their world, but nothing works. But some otherworldly entity tells them where Player is and transports them to the world of Deltarune. They see how disgustingly Kris treats Player and try to take them away, but they can't find the right moment. But now that Player is alone, he is vulnerable. That's when Frisk and Chara come to them and try to convince them to leave this vessel and return to Frisk's body.

Frisk is set for a good ending, they hope that Player will remember everything they went through and return to their family. Chara, on the contrary, suggests using force.

When they realize that Player is not going to leave the vessel they have long dreamed of, Frisk pounces on them, starting to strangle them. Chara suggests that the SOUL can be painlessly ripped out of the body when it is on the verge of death.

Frisk strangles Player until the SOUL begins to glow in their chest. Taking a deep breath, Frisk rips out Player's SOUL, they leave, leaving the lifeless body of the vessel on the floor.

“Then I realize something. I know what Dionysus’s true punishment is.

It’s not being stuck in a camp full of annoying teenagers to put up with. It’s being forced into a place where he will raise all these kids, learn to love them, and watch them die. Over. And over again.

Then it dawns on me,

He’s scared to lose me too.

It’s in this moment I realize just how cruel Zeus really is. This is the god’s perfect torment. It’s the easiest method of torture.

Take advantage of his all too human heart.

All the gods know it,

and none of them do anything about it.

I suddenly understand the seemingly baseless hatred Mr.D demonstrated towards Apollo and Hermes. The two who claimed to be his brothers, but stood idly by as their father hurt him—time and time again. “

Mr D: No

LesterApollo: I do!

Chiron: I know, Apollo.

LesterApollo: I'm sad

and somehow it has caused me to contemplate an AU where Percy is the son of Persephone and reincarnation of Dionysus (who himself is the reincarnation of Zagreus) who faded or was turned mortal because of, idk Hera? a giant? Zeus not realizing how damaging being cut off from your domain is to a god?

Sooo. I've been thinking about this for WAY too long but. What if Chiron and Mr. D had an argument about Mr. D's lack of effort to atleast try and bond with the Campers. And Mr. D says "you'll freaking regret it horse man" and storms off. And then the next day Chiron tries to find where the hades did the camp director disappeared off to. And sees all the campers whispering among themselves in awe, adoration and.... Desire? "What the hades?" Chiron sees them all circled around another teenager. Couldn't be older than 15, who was juggling like 30 cans of coke and joking around as the rest of them admired the person.

Though the main debate among the campers -who were convinced this person was a new child of Aphrodite or Eros or something - was whether they were a boy or a girl? They were beautiful. With dark skin and long dark eyelashes. Long and curly black hair with painted nails that were purple. The person was wearing a sleeveless CHB t-shirt and simple blue jeans. With long amazing golden earrings that dropped till his shoulders. They kept talking to different Campers about the way juggling and performance art is easy while the campers kept saying amongst themselves - "No, the shoulders are too board to be a girl." "Well their voice is too soft and enchanting for a boy." " They're too flat. Can't be a girl." "What if they are like trans or something?" "Should we just like to try to ask?" "What's Their name again?" "Idk they just started performing out of nowhere." "Who gave them the tour?" "Not me" "or me" so on so forth. Chiron decided to interrupt.

Chiron : Excuse me.

The new person: *sees Chiron and gets an expression that basically says "oh no." And drops all the cans creating a ruckus of noise*

Chiron : who are you child?

N.P : *Tries for an innocent expression*... Ummm Lysios.

Chiron : Child of?

Lysios: ...uhhhh. Hermes.

Chiron : really? Last i checked your father was zeus.

The Campers: what??? Big three kid?

Chiron : And it's been well over a thousand or so years since anyone called you "Lysios".

The campers : Thousand years!!???

Chiron : This isn't What I Meant when I said "bond with the Campers once in a while"

Lysios : *Sticks his tongue out at him and says* You're a killjoy Chiron. Ya know that? We were having fun in this gods-forsaken daycare for once. *Leaves and goes into the big house where a second later Mr. D emerges*

Mr. D : Alright. Back to whatever you were doing before blame Chiron for this incident.

The campers: *Not sure what to think*

Abrokomas (Ἀβροκόμας), “with delicate hair.”

Agathos Daimon (Άγαθός Δαίμων), “good spirit.”

Aglaomorphos (Άγλαόμορφος) “fair-formed.”

Agnos (Άγνος), “holy.”

Agrios (Ἄγριος), “wild, savage.”

Aigobolos (Αἰγοβόλος), “goat-slayer.”

Androgynos (Άνδρόγυνος), “androgynous.”

Anax (Ἀνᾰξ), “king.”

Anthion (Ανθιον), “the blooming.”

Anthroporraistos (Ανθροπορραιστος), “render of men.”

this is a concept i kinda wanna write but i'm brainrotting about a different fic i'm working on rn so it'll have to wait- instead why don't i share the concept with y'all and let y'all put your owns spins on it

so basally the idea is rooted in my hc that Kokichi doesn't like to be touched, and as such avoids touching other people aswell. i'd imagine this would start to catch Shuichi's attention after a while, i mean like- Kokichi comes off as the kind of person who would always get in people's personal bubbles, leaning on them, poking them, clinging to them- and to be fair he does get very physically close to people alot- but Shuichi's never actually seen him touch someone, at least not willingly. his hands will hover, his face will draw near- but he never makes contact. and that's fucking weird.

this would probably really start to eat at Shuichi, as it takes way more effort to get that close without touching than it does to just lean on someone- and he's seen Kokichi fake lean on Miu before too, arm hovering just a few centimeters over her shoulder while he balanced precariously on one foot. surely something has to be up

it's not until one day when Shuichi accidentally brushes arms with Kokichi and he catches him jerking away from the touch that it finally clicks- recalling times where others had tried to touch Kokichi and were met with air as Kokichi smoothly dodged them like it was nothing, where when they did manage to touch him he'd jerk away like he did to Shuichi- and suddenly his weird ass habit made sense.

I have my own little Minecraft mythos, and within that I have it that Avery, clown pierce, and wembu we’re all mentored by techno

I love this head cannon so much

-intervention anon

Ooh

So the AU is:

He is a worshiper of the blood god (1/2, the other being Technoblade) and thanks to him being a worshiper, he hears voices just like Technoblade. However, some of these voices are his weapons that he has named. He can see a physical manifestation of this weapons, then there are these shadowy blobs/blurs that have hands that might guide his movements for him or might cover his sight so his god can have true carnage without Wemmbu second guessing himself. 

Wemmbu and Technoblade met on a diff server when they were young orphans and they started to stay together like family until one day as they were escaping city police due to theft, they see this abandoned and hidden church in the forestry cliff side. Due to them being hunted they run into the church without a second thought, being blind due to their adrenaline to the ominous statues and carvings on the outside that are meant to represent the blood god. 

They hide in the church pews and don’t get up until they hear the police/guards either give up or run past. Thats when Wemmbu, and all his curios nature, gets up to inspect the very detailed statue(think ‘the vailed virgin’ level detail) in the front center of the church. Technoblade follows as he knows he won’t be able to convince Wemmbu to not without alerting the guards of where they are.

 This results in Techno standing slightly off to the side whilst Wemmbu inspects. Which in turn allows for Wemmbu to find and read an engraved saying in an ancient language (he can read it because of his species, I like to imagine he’s a mimic meaning he can ‘change’ species at will and change biological sex at will) that ‘for one to be blessed they must spill their blood to prove they deserve it’. 

So Wemmbu looks at the conveniently placed offering dish, (part of the statue foundation, kinda looks like a water fountain you drink out of) and decides to cut his arm with a piece of glass from his inventory just to see what would happen if he were to spill his blood. This makes Techno panic as he sees his ‘little brother’ go to harm himself, so he yells out for Wemmbu to stop but he is too late. 

Wemmbu’s blood slowly but surely trickles down into the offering dish, being injured only mildly by the actual cut itself as the glass was sharp. Soon, however, the statue at the alter (found the word) seems to becoming to life, or does it just seem that way with the amount of light blinding the two.

When the two can finally see, Techno lunges for Wemmbu I hopes to protect him if necessary, but he is oh most definitely going to scold him. But before he can do either, Wemmbu is already being picked up by the statue as a mother would her kitten. 

The statue inspects the child, looking for something neither brother knows. Then, it speaks, “So the one who wishes for the strength of the divine and all powerful is a small child no taller than to my knee?”

The two brothers look at each other confused. Techno more panicked than Wemmbu, but both are still plenty frightened. Wemmbu speaks next with a timid tone suppressed by there, “If I may, would you mind telling me who you are and how a statue such as yourself can move?”

“Oh?” It responds with a curious lilt in its voice, “the one who summons me doesn’t even know who he summoned, and neither how or why as well? Well that just won’t do!”

The statue puts Wemmbu down right next to Technoblade, allowing for the older one to hold the younger close. The statue then raises its fist to where its body would be positioned as if holding a spear for display. 

“I am the almighty Blood God, and due to your gift of blood, you are now my servant.”

:End

What do you think??? It’s not finished but I think techno would try to bargain for him to become the gods servant instead of Wemmbu, and if that doesn’t work he’ll try to be a servant alongside Wemmbu to protect him??? Or maybe they ‘strike up a deal’ where either Wemmbu or the both of them don’t have to do his bidding until they are stronger or older!!

-🤨 anon

ooo !!! no i really like this idea ?? and the backstory is really cool !!

Neither of them will get better, in fact Junpei will be 100 times worse and will still die.

OKAY SO! Life Haunts us All is a Life Series/Vsmp au where ~700-800 years prior to his Big Nap, Scott Goldsmith was in the Life Series (so yeah basically Scott was turned against will and immediately tossed into a death game for entertainment [jazz hands])

while LH!Scott is still Scott Goldsmith, he's ultimately a but different from canon Goldsmith (bc ✨️trauma✨️) so ofc, theres gonna be a lot of canon divergence thanks to the butterfly effect (trust me, I've tried, this guy does Not wanna be canon compliant)

Oakhurst is gonna be fun (for me<3, not for him<3) because Scott just woke up with his castle in ruins, his coven completely gone, and unable to feel the other Lifers through their Bond. And! he's trapped by a magical barrier with 13 other people, now doesnt that sound familiar :]

this au is v!Scott centric if you couldnt tell LMAO

I do Really want to turn this is a fic, but Im currently at the stage of just tossing my various thoughts and ideas into a doc, so a fic wont happen for.. a while ^^'

woe, random lore and worldbuilding be upon ye