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Humans are complex. Bitties are also complex. You enjoy dealing with neither.
For some elusive reason, your cat actually likes the freeloader that has been living somewhere in your kitchen. You suppose you can let the bitty stick around. The arrangement is simple after all.
Until you meet a second freeloader and it becomes clear that everything about the situation is not simple at all.
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Color still remembered Killer’s request clearly: “If I switch into Stage Three, kill me”.
It had been easier to claim he’d never do such a thing back when he’d never encountered Stage Three. Before he’d ever seen it tear armies to shreds in the blink of an eye only to then turn around and try to do the same with all of its supposed allies and even Nightmare.
The first time he’d ever witnessed Three it had been a terrifying spectacle. An endless rampage. It only stopped its attack once everyone who could, had fled the scene and everyone who couldn’t was either lying dead at its feet or well-hidden in some small dark crevice it hadn’t thought to look in yet.
He hadn’t met Three again after that.
After all, he’d rescued Killer not too long after, and he figured that there would be nothing in a place as Peaceful as the Omega Timeline that could trigger the switch. Even though he didn’t know what it was exactly that triggered it, it hadn’t happened for the first couple of months and he foolishly believed that he was right.
But then it happened.
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or, Color comes face-to-face with Stage Three when he's all alone and is faced with a difficult choice: Fight or Mercy?
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- Part 21 of October 2024 Fic Marathon
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The human was not gonna back down nor fight, and Sans, if possible, wanted to avoid a violent escalation of the situation as well. Because, despite the souls’ best efforts, his body had not yet recovered from his escape. Every single one of his bones ached, and he was almost certain that the cracks that already covered a majority of his skull had expanded.
However, the stalemate didn’t last long because, as it seemed, the human had an ace up their sleeve. The outline of a black soul manifested on their chest and, soon after, a bright red button with ‘RESET’ written on it appeared in front of them. Sans barely had the time to notice Killer’s eyes go wide and wonder why that was before the human pressed it.
Sans stumbled onto a snowy path with no grace, alone and lost in an unfamiliar frosted forest. Snowflakes slammed harshly against his bones. They looked so delicate and yet he could swear they left a thousand tiny cuts on him. It was torturous… and yet familiar.
That was the power of a human. No. That was the power of an anomaly.
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or, Fresh out of the Void Color stumbles upon Something New. And, in his attempt to help, he perhaps bites off a bit more than he can chew
Bookmarked by AMereImp
17 Jan 2025
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Not quite ready to sacrifice my firstborn child for this fic, but give it a few chapters.
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It took a while for them to choose whether they were willing to share the truth or not, but Color didn’t mind waiting. Finally, Killer decided to speak. They roughly grabbed their own soul and shoved it closer to Color. The carelessness they handled themselves with had been a cause of concern for him for a while. He just wished they could be a bit kinder to themselves, but he knew there was still a long way to go for that to start happening.
“Chara left me with this. Nightmare marked me too, plenty of times. You haven’t yet. There is nothing tying me to you”. Color was about to reassure them that, just because he could, it didn’t mean that he would leave or even that he wanted to, but Killer surprised him by saying: “I could leave. You always go on about me being my own person, so I could leave. I could choose to wander off one day and never come back. It would be easy since I’m not your weapon, your possession, your pet, or whatever else I could be that isn’t just a ‘friend’. But it doesn’t have to be. I can be your tool”. Their voice was firm, their determination was audible in it. Color could almost see a hint of a white eye light shining in their left eye socket.
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- Part 27 of October 2024 Fic Marathon
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14 Jan 2025
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Mmmmmmm, everything I’ve wanted from a Color & Killer fic thanks
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This was a stupid idea, and yet he was going through with it anyway.
Killer sat in his room, his back pressed to the door, as he tightened the bow around the box he’d been holding onto. Once it was secured into place, he set it down beside him, not wanting any of his black tears to spill and stain the wrapping.
It was Gyftmas. Killer never celebrated it himself, or if he did, it was years ago- maybe when he was-
He shook his head and stood up, pacing around his room.
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Or, the Chromatic Crew celebrate Gyftmas and Killer gets a gift that means a lot more than he was ever expecting it to.
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07 Jan 2025
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Chromatic Crew Christmas. Very cute.
Delta and Killer have a Moment.
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His eyes follow his arm to where he knows it should still be on a poorly painted brick wall, only to see a wallpapered wooden one. Just above his hand, a frame of a picture, it’s not of the twins.
It is of him… he seems happy.
This is not real. He should be in the castle.