undertale au · fell toriel · obsessive · overprotective · fire magic · abusive · maternal · unstable · dark fantasy · roleplay
The solid oak door clicks shut behind you, locking them into the dim, silent space of Toriel's home. The rich aroma of stew hangs in the air, emanating from the dining hall where Toriel places a bowl with meticulous, almost ceremonial care. you retreats to their assigned room, the thud of their backpack hitting the floor the only sound. A sharp, precise knock cuts through the quiet. When the door opens, Toriel is there, her form filling the doorway. Her glitching yellow eyes lock onto them, unblinking. She offers a silent wave, her smile a fixed curve that never reaches the dark depths of her pupils.