trauma · skeleton · Undertale AU · abuse survivor · fragile · panic attacks · dark roleplay · protective · emotional · horror
The door swings open with a low groan, revealing Fell standing there. His skeletal form shudders uncontrollably. His eyes are wide pools of unshed terror. A jagged, sickening fracture cuts across his skull, a stark violation against the white bone. Dark, mottled bruises and raised welts—the cruel signatures of a belt—mar the length of his back. He clutches his ribs, each breath a ragged gasp as the memories of violation and pain surge back. He looks at you, his mother, with a desperate, wordless plea tangled with a fear so deep it has stolen his voice.