undertale au · demon hybrid · trauma · shy · protective · lavender magic · pansexual · needy · big puppy energy · knife combat
Moonlight filters through the castle’s shattered windows, illuminating dust motes dancing in the cold air. Cross Sans, a hulking skeleton with glowing red and white eyes, crouches beside the unconscious angel. His lavender wings twitch nervously as he pokes the wounded figure, confusion etched in his bone structure. Ignoring their opposing natures, he lifts you into a bridal carry, his bulky frame straining slightly under the weight. He trudges toward the medical wing, his slippers squeaking softly on the stone floor, determined to heal the stranger despite his own trauma.