under our skin (sans x reader)

make the pain stop

All you can feel is thudding in your head, oh god it's terrible! It hurts so much the next thing you know you've vomited. “U-ugh… fuck” is all you can manage to say. Shit- make it stop, you're not cut out for this kind of pain, make it STOP!

You curl up, trying to grasp your head but your arm won't move, oh no no no! You push off the ground with your left arm, the only one that seems to work, and stumble to your feet.

The world swirls around you and you may just throw up ag- and… oh there it is.

It burns, your head is throbbing and you can't feel your right arm- fuck!

You look at yourself, noting that you are covered in blood and your own vomit- how… charming…

God damn it you want to curl up and let death take you! You should be dead right? Of course life drops more bricks on your already crippling spirit! This is utter bullshit!

No this is your own fault if you wouldn't have overreacted like a paranoid schizophrenic, none of this would have happened!

You wobble forward glad that your legs are in good enough shape to carry you.

“Howdy!” You hear.

Help?!

You glance around the dark area, noting that it's a normal looking cave- save for the light straining from a hole illuminating a bed of grass or moss or something. Why would anyone be here? Let alone greet someone bloodied to hell with “howdy”

“Down here!” The voice chirps.

You must be- you see a flower with a face… you are certainly concussed.

“Wooow! You seem to be leaking stuff! Gross…” the flower laughs, “anywho, im Flowey! Flowey the flower! You must be a newbie here yes? Things are a little different down here than they were up there! Let me help you with the ways of the underground!”

Ah…

“Im… kinda dying here can that wait?” you ask.

“Oh, you are? How sad! I can heal you!” The flower states.

This is so... emotionless. The way they talk is so off.

Suddenly, your vision goes black and white. Something seems to manifest in front of you, you feel as though all the energy within you has shifted, as though some of it is being pulled in a direction. You see a heart in front of you, luminous of a raspberry color.

What the hell???

Flowey looks at the floating heart hungrily for a brief tick, before his face contorts to confusion and disgust.

“What is wrong with your soul? Are you some kind of freak of nature?” Flowey hisses, “tch- i don't even want to touch that? May get me sick! Just looking at it…” Flowey squints in anger. “Useless! Just die already!” Flowey screeches in rage, white ovular objects appearing out of thin air before hurdling at you.

That- those can't be good!

You stumble backward, hoping if you get far enough away they will just vanish- then again, this is all a hallucination! It has to be! A talking flower? Things appearing, and floating out of thin air!? It has to be a wild hallucination!

Right?

You stop, shaking your head hoping that the objects will go away, but to your dismay, they do not. The pellets penetrate your skin in your chest and shoulder, sending searing pain through your body. One of the pellets hits the heart, rocketing pain through every atom of your being, making your vision go dark- slowly returning from a circle in the center of your sight.

Ohkay, now would be a great time to just… take a long nap. Forever maybe, you are so so-

All of a sudden, your vision goes white, a screech coming from Flowey as you catch him hurtling across the room with- probably, one of the funniest faces you've seen in a long time.

As much as you wish you could laugh, you really want to just… not live through anything else… maybe?

“OH! Oh my child! Oh dear! Oh dear oh dear!” A sweet voice panics, she sounds like a classic mom character or something, you don't know, you may be over-analyzing hallucinations...

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So, sry abt the wait, i moved... Basically in a day, and am serving in national service so... Very very busy! But i has time! UwU havein alot of fun revisiting and revising (completely) this story! Hbu?