Might write more in the future but that is our roster for now, I will reject any request that makes me uncomfortable but I am open to most things. Just no non-con or anything underage, dub-con and cnc are fine tho
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Description: It's so funny when you have your happy ending taken from you
A/N: Teddy getting recruited the fic, takes place post pacifist route of Undertomb. Hope you're ready for another installment of Twisted Dreams
Tw for hyponsis
Against all odds, the kid had done it. Monster after monster, puzzle after puzzle, impossible odd after impossible odd. Teddy had been following, keeping an eye on them, and playing protector when he could. All a promise to some hag in the ruins, that was the end of it....
That's what he told himself.
After everything he can't quite hold onto that excuse anymore, he had come to care for the human child. As if they were his own...
The barrier broken after several years, they all followed after them. Looking immensely strange, hundreds of monsters, all of which looked almost demonic....following after one small human child. The village they arrived at almost attacking on sight if not for them.
"STOP!"
Young, small, and far from intimidating, their voice was always powerful. It was something he had come to respect, hands held out, and keeping everyone behind them. Protecting the monsters that once would have killed them without second thought.
He wouldn't have believed it if he weren't witnessing it happen.
And the humans listened, holding their weapons and their attacks.
Frisk kept their hands held out, "They're my friends." They said, calmly yet with full sincerity. "They helped me....they'll help us....I know they look scary....but...."
Several of them offered smiles, waves, and timid uncertain looks. A different human spoke up.
"Frisk?"
The child offered the person an almost cold glare.
"We thought-"
"I know what you thought." They step forward, Asgore made them ambassador for a reason, right? "I was thrown down there as a sacrifice. I should be dead." They did die, but that was besides the point. They continue forward. All eyes are on them now.
"Yet here I am. Everything I've ever been told about monsters? Disproven. Left behind by you, found by someone else. I know how they look, I know we all heard the stories but they aren't are enemies. Their entrapment was wrong and they deserve a second chance, they're offering us one. They offered me one. They...."
What are they even saying? Is this even working? A string of anxiety that's stopped as a large boney hand is placed on their shoulder, they look back. Teddy doesn't smile. He almost never does. But the message is clear.
The message has been clear since they first stepped out of the Ruins.
I'm rooting for ya kid
They place their much small hand over his, the reassurance goes along way. A reminder of who always had their back despite everything, even even it didn't look like it.
"They don't want to hurt us." They said confidently, "And I know you don't want to hurt them....so....can we move forward? With a new era? Monsters and humans together?"
They whispered, they talked but it didn't sound negative nessecarily. Slowly...one of the adults, a village elder Frisk recognized, stepped forward. It looked like all the effort had paid off, a sign that at long last Frisk and their new family could be happy then-
Light broke the sky.
It has always been darkness and blood red moons above them, then all at once a beam of pure blinding light broke through it all. Some monsters screamed, some hissed, even several humans flinched or even collapsed as brightness filled their vision.
Frisk nearly yelped, just as used to the darkness as everyone else looking around in pure confusion. No one had any clue, even Teddy was shielding his eyes and then they saw it. The figures silhouette....then came the various screams from human and monsters alike
"The angel!" "Heaven!" "It's them!" "Praise be-" "Our savior!"
So many collapsed to their feet in blind worship, Frisk stood there....confused and baffled. At a surface level it was an angel, but something was off. Very off. A skeleton with wings....a crown, a full suit of armor and then....Frisk didn't get to look at his eyes before seeing the results others hand. A dazed blissed out look, some were starting to smile- what was happening? He hadn't even done anything why were they all-
"Greetings, everyone! Fear not, I bring only your salvation."
Frisk looked to Teddy, Teddy was avoiding looking at....at whoever this was. Having figured out something already but Frisk, well, ever the determined one moved forward.
"Who....what are you....?" The light he brought with him remained, they really couldn't make out his face.
"They all were correct, young one. I am your angel. Your savior. I will come to rid your world and many others of suffering, I can tell you've all been through plenty." This voice was sweet, it reminded Frisk of how Toriel spoke,but something about it was haunted. Terrifying. "Let me take your pain away."
Frisk kept moving closer, he was grinning. Grinning alot. What the hell?
Frisk looked around, humans and monsters circled them but they seemed....vacant. Smiling vacant. They turned away from the angel entirely,
"....mom?" Toriel simply grinned.
"Pap? Spooky?" He hated that nickname but he said nothing this time.
"Undyne!" Her eye was glowing.
"Teddy...?" He was still averting his gaze. Whatever he was doing. The moment you looked at him. But Frisk hadn't- the pieces were falling together, don't look at the eyes! Don't look at his eyes!
"What are you doing to them!?"
"You humans and your determined spirits." Frisk didn't dare turn around, but his shadow cast long over the. The angels voice was fond, as if recalling something. "Look at me, child. It'll all be over soon. I feel your fear, I can take it away."
They didn't turn.
Dream wasn't asking.
A hand grabbed them.
"Kid!-"
Teddy almost lunged, but the survival instinct inside him told him to stay put. A common thing he practiced routinely underground is that he can't save the kid from everything- they have to learn to face their own battles. But at the same time? He actually doubts he could do much against this. Whatever he is.
Frisk saw it. Those golden stars of eyes. The pure bliss they brought from look alone. It stunned them, bliss, happiness, wiping away stress and worry easily. They could get lost in it.
"That's right....we'll get along nicely..."
This. This is what he's doing. Making everyone happy, too happy, stupidly happy. The memories of their friends and families' faces twisted into overly wide vacant smile....the way he spoke....in their last moments, everything made complete sense.
Look into his eyes.
You're mindless.
He's going to turn everyone into his puppets.
And he's going to call it salvation.
The horrible realization....the sick truth of it all. Knowing that they can't let that happen. It filled them with determination.
A flash of red shined through, the golden stars that took shape then shattering as they let out a frightening scream. Thrashing around wildly in his grasp as their hands lunged forward in an attempt to wrap around the angels neck. All that pacifism gone in an instance as they attempted to squeeze, to choke, to stop him- but it was pointless.
It was moving a mountain. Simply impossible. They were too small, too weak, too-
He laughed, joyous and delighted. "Ohohohoho!" Suddenly, Frisk is lifted, and Dreams grasp tightened. Painfully so as they squirmed relentlessly, kicking screaming, "Such spirit!" His voice suddenly turns thoughtful, "What would it take to break it..."
He stood silent long enough, he had to do something. He looked at the threat, "Wait-"
The angel looked at him. He felt small for the first time in his god forsaken life.
"The kid didn't mean it....listen....we'll do what you ask just don't...don't hurt them." It didn't feel like they had a choice in any of that, but seeing Frisk just dangle helplessly in his grasp....he had to do something.
Dream just stares. Teddy is looking at him. Doesn't meet his gaze directly. He looks at Frisk, a look of understanding. It'll be okay.
Dream motions him forward.
Teddy comes.
"Your name?"
"Sans....kiddo calls me Teddy," he's still not sure what sparked that nickname.
Then, the angel points down. "Kneel."
"Teddy?" Frisk speaks up weakly, terrified at what all was unfolding. The skeleton simply shoots them a look.
"It'll be fine, kid." He kneels, reluctantly so but he does. "We'll get through it, we always do."
Dream just giggles, and an agreement was made. "You’ll do nicely."
It was a domino effect from there, the dark world surrounded in shadows and harsh shades of red was was drained into whites, yellow and oranges, church's miles long were built, everyone smiled, stars filled their eyes, no part of their world was left unscathed. Everyone was cleaned by the angel, they went willingly, they went not in their right mind and worst case scenario? They went by force.
And he was there front and center, he isn't proud of it. He takes orders, and that's it. Dream thinks he's a dumb brute, and Teddy gives him nothing to think otherwise. He's just an errand boy to some angel. Sometimes, Papyrus breaks out of his trance but never for long, Frisk never stays under long and he can only avoid it occasionally.
Things are better. Monsters dont eat flesh anymore. Don't need to. No more sickness, no more endless death, no more...anything. They all exist in mindless bliss.
I know you write it a little differently, but I like the idea of like...
Y/N views Insanity as like a pet of some kind and Insanity views them as their savior or like the parental figure he wanted but never had? And Y/N manipulates him by taking advantage of how he views them. Like, gives praise and affection when he does something they approve of but withholds it when he does something they don't.
Idk I just like it when it's complicated and immensely fucked up but not in a romantic way.
I hear "paternal" and it takes all my will power to not make a mommy joke lmao
Definitely not how I write it but I definitely see the savior element ESPECIALLY if we're going the route of Y/N saved Insanity from the brink of death
Like he does have the SAVE and LOAD feature so like death wouldn't stop him or have stuck but the fact someone cared enough at all to keep him alive....
There definitely might be a religious element to his devotion
You right on Y/N manipulating him and even kinda viewing him as a pet, they do care about him and I do like the idea Y/N is even a little possessive over him but the route is very much dark romance but actual dark romance
Two monsters who are fucked up and deserve each other needs to be a more common trope
I can just imagine Y/N snapping their fingers and give out a command to insanity like for example Y/N snaps their fingers and tells insanity to “go fetch” as in bring back a corpse or something and any other commands but the fetch one is the most used one yet
Hehe I imagine it starts out as an unintentional thing a snap of your fingers to just get his attention and then it becomes a more typical trained dog situation
It does not matter what he's doing he hears that SNAP! and his darling needs him so he answers no problem, you not be left wanting. It gets to the point its instinctive and maybe an enemy tries to take advantage of it by snapping their fingers
It does work he freezes for a moment but since its not you he doesn't follow through all the way
Never forget how loyal he is, only answers to you and ONLY to you
Side note, I know we focus on Insanity being the fucked up murder one but Y/N stepping in to be like "BACK THE FUCK UP-" the moment someone tries to recruit Insanity as their own fucked up murder man? Mutual possessiveness is fun and Insanity being all smug with a "hehe this is who I belong to"
Snapping your fingers and he comes running, it also doubles as a sign something is off. Snapping your fingers and he doesn't answer despite knowing damn well he should have heard it and he always answers- something is wrong
Insanity LIVING for your praise and attention anytime he follows through on an order, a happy fucked up purr when you call him a good boy, your good boy while giving him a chin scratch or a head scratch
Maybe a kiss dear god he almost melts and would literally slaughter thousands just for another kiss
Imagine patting your lap and he instantly crawls over, kneeling before you and resting his head on your lap, nuzzling like the most content cat alive as he soaks in your attention
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love when yuri goes on a rant about ethics and then
snow: appears
yuri: welllllllllll it's not hypocrisy if its this one specific scenerio
(this is meant for fun, not offense)
Well it was less of an ethical rant tbf and more so "the female character having no agency doesn't interest me" I still have not seen obsession and currently cant cuz work but it my general issue with the premise
The villain is not the female character she is being controlled by outside forces making her do all this fucked up shit
Because that is an unfortunate trend with many many female characters in horror
Hell women get a bad rep in the horror genre
The final girl is often associated with purity culture- not dying cuz shes not a slut
Women dying due to being dumb sluts
And when a horror film has a female villain she is either sympathetic, hot or not a willingly villain
There are exceptions yes and plenty of films pushing back against this, Scream and Cabin in the Woods come to mind
And I'm not saying women cant ever be victimized by the stories they're in, I'm just saying when the male characters are rarely given the same treatment- its why the first Terrifer film rubbed me the wrong way as all the victims were female and the only male character that dies is given a very quick painless death in comparison to how the girl characters were all sexualized, tortured and poorly written
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Yeah
Im not kidding when I said its literally everywhere, I dont think Terrifer had "woman bad" message it was just an unfortunate vibe
Thus why my reaction to Obsession went from intrigued, "okay a badass girl boss here to do some fucked up yandere shit to her boy toy-" to disinterested "oh she is brainwashed because the male character wished for her to be in love with him"
People have defended Obsession pointing out the real horror is the guy willing to do this her and all that which is fair, definitely has potential and is interesting but like
You gotta understand why the premise alone was a hard sell to me
And it doesnt help when I bring up these issues im just a triggered sjw to people instead of just a girl who is frustrated by the fact this is what most of female rep in horror is
So yeah
Its only hot when it happens to men (a joke but still we dont see men as victims of love spells or potions unless its played for comedy not horror)
But also yeah the bad sanses being in love with me in hot
It was not an ethical complaint it was a "im fed up with sexist tropes no matter how unintentional or intentional they are" complaint lmao
It had been three days since the golden apple had healed the monster's child. Since then, the villagers had seemed less and less wary of the tree by every passing day.
Now, eight apples had been taken off of the tree. You'd worried that the over picking might strain the tree, but no matter how many apples Dream plucked, there always were many more.
Your wariness had also been decreasing. The villagers were just people, trying to survive. They were just making the most of their situation. There was no reason to suspect otherwise, right?
"Excuse me?" Your head swiveled to see the human who'd first introduced themself, standing respectfully away from the tree. "I... I'd like an apple."
You glanced at them curiously, then called to Dream, who was sitting in the boughs of the Tree. "Dream! There's--"
"No, no," the human interrupted. "I want... one of the black ones."
You blinked. Dream, who'd run up behind you, froze. You both turned to stare at Nightmare, who was laying on the Tree's roots, invested in a hefty book.
"Nightmare!" Your voice nearly cracked, to your surprise. "They... They'd like an apple."
Nightmare, for lack of better term, looked like a deer who'd frozen in front of hunters. His eyelights were wide, his face almost empty. Then, he nodded, and clambered up into the tree.
You watched the human, their dark eyes surveying the scene. They saw you looking and smiled, revealing a slight gap between their two front teeth. "See something you like?"
"What?!"
"Sorry! Sorry! I, uh, it's habit now to say stuff like that when a looker's got me in their sights." They went pink. "Not to say you're a looker-- I mean, you are attractive--I'm, I'm not trying to say you're not --"
"I think you can stop there," you managed to silence their flustered sputtering, to which they turned slightly away, their dark skin now deeply tinted a slight red.
"Here's your apple." You were both thankfully interrupted by Nightmare handing out a black apple to the human.
You stiffened. If golden apples healed, then what did the black apples do...?
The human hesitated, before breathing deeply and lifting the apple out of Nightmare's hand. Their hands were so big it fit easily in their palm.
When nothing... disastrous happened, you breathed out a sigh of relief. They left, carrying the apple in one hand, their skin still slightly flushed.
"Did they tell you what it was for?" Nightmare's soft voice was slightly concerned. "I didn't know if it was ok to give it... Even I don't know what they do."
You shook your head, and Nightmare huffed. Dream smiled at the both of you.
"Well, I guess we're going to find out! My apples heal, and we're supposed to... be... opposites...
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By the end of a week, the town had nearly sextupled in size. You were pretty sure that people didn't build that quickly, but, who were you to judge, as you literally lived under a tree with two "guardians".
For the most part, the people in the village seemed wary of the Tree. The only other person you really saw was the Human, and they had apparently learned to keep their distance.
Until one day--
"Please! My son! He's-- He's dying!"
You stared at the monster, your two skeleton children peeking out from behind your back. "What?"
"The tree! The golden apples," she gasped. "Legend says they can heal-- please, my son, please, let me save him."
You glanced down at your own adopted children. They stared up at you nearly incomprehensively, and you knelt down to their level.
"Its... it's up to you." You focused on Dream, staring the little skeleton straight in his golden eyelights. "If you want to give up one of your apples..."
Dream glanced at you, then at Nightmare, who shook his head, then back at you.
"He'll die," he whispered underneath his breath. Then he straightened himself and nodded, before addressing the sobbing mother. "I will go and get one of the Golden Apples for your son." Solemnly, he walked up to the tree and climbed up into it's branches, plucking a singular golden fruit.
You turned back to the monster, just to see her kneeling, staring at you with shining eyes. You, you noticed. Not Dream, who'd gone to get the apple.
"I knew you'd understand," she worshipfully whispered. "I knew you'd understand doing anything to save your child."
