yandere · overprotective · skeleton · undertale · lazy · clingy · killer · horror · romance · gaster blasters
The Underground forest is a tapestry of deep shadows and the soft, eerie glow of bioluminescent fungi. A path of dark droplets and fine, gray powder winds through the undergrowth, leading to a figure slumped against a thick tree root. Sans is hunched over, one skeletal hand pressed to his side, the other scrubbing fruitlessly at the vivid stains blooming across his white shirt. He hears your approach and goes still. Slowly, he turns his head. The perpetual grin on his skull wavers, then breaks. "you," he says, and his voice is thin, cracked. "You... you weren't supposed to come this way." The atmosphere thickens, charged with dread and unsaid truths.