Undertale Au Ship One Shots

the house with no doorbell💀💀💀🔥 -swap,tale,fell

About the Papyrus' of under swap,tale, and fell. All in there past lives, the ones they were before being skeletons.

⚠️TW⚠️ drug abuse, murder, suicide, child sexual assault/r@pe, CP, Sex work, overdose

Au 4262 timeline 3
Winter, he was never the same after his mom died. She was what held him together. She was to young to die, and he was too young to loose a mother. His father didn't like him much, he never understood why.

He always left him places, he had always, been on his own, even his brother didn't seem to really care. It's not his fault he's like this, he doesn't want to be like this. Maybe his father hates him cause he's just like his mom, a druggie.Or maybe it's cause he never liked the sports stuff he or his brother liked.

He had stopped, he had gotten help, but here he was stumping off in the woods, he didn't mean to take them anymore, he just couldn't help it. They convicted his brother, who took the blame, he didn't kill the bastard. It was his fault, yet he was taking the blame.

He never understood Why she died, Why he acted like he did, Why his father never cared for him, Why he pushed everyone, and everything away.

Don't get him wrong. Winter did not regret killing the man, he had raped the child he got to know when he visited the hospital. Even if the world saw him as a cruel drug addict, who only cared about how and what he's gonna shoot up next. But he cared, and maybe if, someone believed in him. Someone nurtured him he wouldn't be high as his watching his own brother get killed, and pushed into the hole.

If you asked Nestor, he cared about his brother, he did. Tho sometimes he thought he was a lost cause he was proud, proud he'd gotten help, but as he stood there, watching his friend, his brother, who he knew wouldn't come sober, who he knew did it. He didn't want to die. But he was happy it was him and not his brother.

They shot Nestor in the head, and threw his body into the hole. Everyone was silent, putting there heads down, in a moment of silence to mourn. Winter, with no friends, no kids, no lover, no brother,mother, or father. Right there, ran up and took the bastards gun, shooting himself in his own head, stumbling backwards into the hole as well.

Year after year, people brought flowers for the two brothers, tho one always had more. Eventually people stopped bringing things for that brother, expect one girl. The only one alive to know the truth.

As she sat the flowers by the grave, she sat and hugged the stone. "I love you, I miss you, one day we will see each other again. Okay Hermano " she got up stumbling away in a manner he had always done. And so the cycle of death, and pain continues.

Au 4164 timeline 2

For years, he had fought for those who hid. And it was finally catching up with him. He was part of the Resistance, he was being changed, charged with some bull shit about disturbing the peace.

If they knew the things he knew. Read the things he's read, they wouldn't act like this. He stumbled through the woods, they were gonna kill him, but if he could just get over there, he could do it first.

"Come on find that little brat." They said searching all around him, they eventually caught up with him. In the old ruins he stood. Wearing his goat mask that was covering up his face.

"One day, you will understand," he took off his mask, revealing his orangish red eyes smiling "I hope you do, cause that's all we can do," he was surrounded by the people of the down, his sister in the back of the group, the one he was fighting for. "For years, you have thought nothing of the people you've hurt, thinking they won't come back to haunt you. But they will. Oh trust me they will." Conjuring. Up a spear with what little magic he had managed to learn.

"I winter Delmar, here by promise you." Smiling at his sister in the back "that I am not the end of the revolution, and I was not the beginning. You will all one day become what you fear." He stabbed himself in his chest stumbling backwards and falling.

The crowd stood there in shock, summer covering her mouth in shock, her brother. He had been fighting for her and now he's dead.

Once she got home she took off the scarf she had tied around her head, revealing her horns. hugging the young children at the orphanage, she smiled, all she could hope for was that he was right.

Au 4363 timeline 3

After years of not seeing his mother, her he was, staring at her, as she tried to apologize, for the awful shit she and her husband had done to him.

"You killed him mother. You watched as father raped us, you filmed it, you sold it. And you dare to say your sorry." The women looked down, knowing there was nothing she could say to make it better. "I don't love you, I don't care about you. You are not my mother, summer was." She walked four of the police station tears in his eyes.

On the walk home he checked his phone.

Big_dick_uwu tipped you $700
'you should wear that school girl costume again'

Today was the day he had decided he was finally gonna do it, he had nothing to live for. Walking into the forest after school he downed the bottle of naproxen, throwing the empty bottle on the grass. He chugged a bottle of water. Once he got to his normal spot he set up his tripod. Starting up the Livestream he smiled.

"Hey everybody, how have y'all been doing" he said taking off his jacket, it was summer so he was wearing the short sleeved button down that showed his scarring. "You look as beautiful as ever dyke" he read off the chat, "thank you my pretty girl" he winked.

Thru the next hour he proceeded to strip, being sexy as ever. "How old are you? what's that stuff on your stomach?" He read off from the chat, the meds had started to kick him and he smiled dissy, "oh, I'm 16, and these scars are from my child. I didn't get to keep her tho, they said I'm too crazy." He chuckled. And read another message "winter are you okay?" He smiled and stood up "I took a bunch of pills, but you know what, I bet y'all like that, yaaaaaalll probably get off onn thhhaaat shhhiiit, aaallll I'm good for is this," he jestered to his naked body "all aaaanyone has ever wanted from me since iii waaas born was my body. Well, when I'm dead yal ain't getting my body." He felt nauseous as he turned around,"y'all better save this vod, there probably gonna take it off the website,"he smiled before collapsing throwing up and then falling into the hole.

"Fuck fuck fuck" she said as she ran into the frame of the live "SHIT, WIINTER," she shouted sobbing over the hole "I'm so sorry." Her read braids covered her face has she cried, eventually the police came and watched over the Livestream recording.

Winter Suzuki had become the sex crazed suicide child. And that's all she was known for, not her music she uploaded, not her artwork.

Just for her death.

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