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I cannot draw right now because I pulled my dominant arm pretty bad, but I still wanted to post, so have these doodles from last night! ╰(*°▽°*)╯

There’s a small extraspicyhoney royal au with @thedarkcronch​ and I, and an Ignite vibing with a doggo.

#pancakes #undertale #underfell #trafficfell #underswap #double spice dollop of honey #royal au #monstersona #Ignite #iggy!!!

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Some boys for pride! They are discreetly tickling Stretch lol

#papcest #spicyhoney #papship #extraspicyhoney #sns sketches

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Took a while, but I finally got some very brief summaries down for (almost) all the poly AUs <3

They’re below the cut because there’s a lot of them!

TrafficVesselFell

Anon and Alibi were trying to pull their dad from the void. Instead they got a dying human child, yippee! It’s fine though because a mysterious multiverse traveler shows up offering help, and over time, Al winds up falling for him and his husband. It works out surprisingly well!

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Mafiaswap

So a mob boss walks into a flower shop-

Fr tho that’s what happens. Two shop owner acquaintances, Edge, a florist, and Alibi, a book retailer, wind up entangled with the district’s local mafia family, and ultimately end up in a relationship with one of the dons, Stretch (Luck).

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Contract

Stretch accidentally summons a demon. A duo of hunters try to cast the demon, Edge, from the mortal plane. Instead, one of them, Alibi, winds up falling in love with both contractor and contractee. Somehow works out happily.

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Young Contract

Contract but they were childhood friends before all the craziness that would ensue because…tropes. <3

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City

Edge is a sw who helps monsters cope with LV. Alibi is one of them. Both are smitten with the local cafe barista, who is very much smitten back. Dunno where it goes from there but I’m sure it works out lol

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Apprentice Young Contract

Aforementioned young contract but this time what if Mamba, Alibi and Scope’s dad, trained Edge to be a hunter, too? Surprisingly angsty

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College

Monsters were never underground type beat. They meet in college and eventually start dating, even after Edge has to transfer to a different school on the other side of the country.

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Mafiafell

One of the heads of the infamous Gaster family is smitten with his detective informant Alibi. Alibi is smitten with the local barista, Stretch. Stretch is smitten with two regulars, Boss and Alibi. It takes (multiple) near death experiences but they finally just talk about their feelings and wind up together =*)

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Code Blue

Edge was an abandoned lab experiment with a vampire mutation. Nurse Blue and Caseworker Alibi are assigned to him in a ditch effort to rehabilitate him before he’s deemed too unsafe and euthanized. Of course it goes well and Edge eventually stays with the swap brothers once released, which is also when the usual suspects fall in love together.

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Supercontract

Contract but this time Alibi is a shapeshifter :*)

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Young Code Blue

Who’s feral lost child is this??? Rip Mamba honestly he deals with too much. Stretch finds a feral little “vampire” child and brings him in, Blue calls Mamba to look him over, and somehow Edge winds up adopted into their motley crew via Toriel and things obviously go incredibly smoothly and happily as they grow up <3

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Cyberpunk

Literally idk how to summarize this one. The underground is basically just cyberpunk 2420 or whatever, Edge and Al both run rebellion factions and Stretch is but a humble mechanic who winds up involved in their shenanigans.

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Woods

Edge lives in an isolated cabin in the woods. Stretch and Alibi, already a couple, befriend him. They eventually wind up dating. There is no drama at all trust me it’s a very peaceful AU nothing bad ever happens go back to sleep little bro

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Young Code Purple

Young Code Blue but Red is there now.

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Glitchedswap

There is NO way to concisely summarize this clusterfuck. TrafficMafiaFell Chief and Glitchfell Dos wind up falling in love with Glitchedswap Uno at different points in time. Eventually through a ton of bizarre events they all wind up together and they’re all kinda (very) messed up but they make each other happy <3

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Traffichorrorfell

Ember runs a tailor shop, and Edge and Stretch are two of his favorite customers. They like him a lot, too. So much so, they ask him out! It goes well!

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Superhell Contract

Supercontract except instead of being turned into a shapeshifter Alibi was made into a very powerful patchwork creature of several different supernatural beings. There’s a lot more drama.

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Shadow

Alibi, Stretch, and Rus have a ghost hunting team. They mistake Edge for a ghost for Reasons. They wind up helping him recover from a very serious incident (and also fall in love <333).

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Royal Swap

Stretch is a prince, Alibi and Edge are (eventually) knights, they fall in love, and can totally just be together normally and happily. (Not clickbait)

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TrVF Dream

Edge has a dream ghost who helps him cope. After he’s married to Stretch they realize Surreal is actually real and find a way to bring him to the world of the waking and they get married, too <3

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Soulmark

Soulmate birthmark AU lol

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Andemortal Contract

Contract but Edge “dies” and gets revived as a mortal…mostly.

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Farm

Edge is a florist, Stretch is a beekeeper, Alibi is the only one who actually works on a farm, but the town is small and they become besties…and eventually more.

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Contract Omens

Edge gets summoned and contracted to Alibi by accident. Later finds out Edge is married to an Angel who comes to visit while he’s tethered to the mortal plane. Huh.

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Duofell

Edge and Alibi’s undergrounds are freed to the same surface. A few years later, Sticks (Trafficswap Papyrus) unexpectedly gets teleported there. They fall in love but it takes a while for anything to actually come of it.

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Band Code Purple

Code Purple except they didn’t meet until later and then start a band together.

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Nightcrawler

The boys toughing it out in harsh city lifestyle, but they have each other and that’s all that matters.

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Orphaned Young Contract

Young Contract except Edge was never found as a baby and thusly grew up alone and undereducated until being discovered much later on.

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Contract Two

Contract but Two’s there now!

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Redeemed Code Purple

Code Purple but Fellster is around and doesn’t suck!

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Orphaned Superhell Contract

Orphaned contract but in sph and Alibi is also orphaned. Edge and Al find each other and become a weird little duo, which later on includes Stretch and the others, eventually.

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Soulphone

Phones that can connect you to your soulmate(s)!

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Dream Team

Stretch accidentally wrangles two weird ethereal dream boyfriends.

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Horrorfell

After many years, Stretch’s old bf finally reappears…totally fucked up. Alibi helps him nurse Dusk back to health and they all (re)fall in love <3

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Circus

TrF runs a circus! The UF bros are blaster shifters! The swap bros bring them all together and they become a weird family

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Royal Fells

Prince Edge gets married off to soon to be king Alibi, and Edge’s newly assigned assistant Stretch is determined to help them actually fall in love…

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Clove Effect

Al and Stretch help Edge through and after a bad relationship, of course all falling in love in the process.

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Young Circus

Circus but they met as kids.

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Chobits

Stretch finds two weird androids and decides to fix em up. Winds up w/ two weird life partners and sooo many questions.

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Lovefell

No one had an easy time even after surfacing for a while, but eventually the poly boys find love and safety w/ each other.

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Amulet

Edge is some sort of demi-god thing trapped in an amulet Alibi is using to find and save his brother. On the journey, they meet an old love of Edge’s who has no idea he’s with Alibi. Unresolved but I’m sure it works out…eventually

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Cat

Stretch and Alibi find a weird cat. After years of ownership, their cat turns back into the monster he was before being cursed and regains his memory and awareness. It takes time but eventually their ex cat becomes their new boyfriend

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Mirror

TrF and UF share an underground. Young Edge and Alibi find a weird mirror they use to befriend another version of themselves. Things go downhill after that.

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Observer

Alibi is a strange sort of demi-god who’s been cast from his realm to serve his deity from the mortal plane. Falls in love with Stretch, then both of them eventually fall for their strange bodyguard.

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Contract Sigil

Young Contract except Edge was branded with a special sigil to hide him and make him appear mortal. Toriel raises him until it’s eventually discovered he’s a demon and the TrF bros help him and his bf Stretch hide.

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Lovefell Pre-Surface

Through a series of bizarre events, Lace is “gifted” to the recently crowned king Alibi. After the barrier finally breaks, the two of them break away and start a new life together, where they also meet Stretch.

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Voice

Those from TrF have the unique ability to imbue their voices with their magic. However, due to circumstances, Alibi cannot speak. This doesn’t stop Edge and Stretch from falling for him all the same.

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Mermonster

Edge is a mer creature. Stretch is a mortal helping him find his way home. Alibi is a pirate giving them a lift. Works out, after a few complications.

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Mermonster Royal Navy

Edge is a different type of mer creature, while Alibi is the Royal Guard stationed on a remote post whom Edge loves to bother in his free time. Stretch is a charter who somehow winds up tangled up with the two.

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Reborn God

Edge is a sort of god-entity, reincarnated avatar type…being. Alibi is his devoted bodyguard and Stretch is one of his dedicated Judges. He’s not really supposed to get so attached to individuals, but the “Elder Priests”…don’t really know how to stop him! Lol

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Mermonster Curse

Alibi is the lone survivor after the sailors who’d been helping him with a curse are attacked by pirates. He was saved by a curious mer creature, who then dedicates himself to helping as well. Eventually, they meet Stretch, a brilliant mage who specializes in curses. Convenient!

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Mirror Hanahaki

Mirror AU except Edge now has Hanahaki disease.

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Fuzedfell

TrF and UF’s undergrounds wound up merged around the time of the creation of the brothers. Things get super weird.

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Bad brother swap

The others rescue Stretch from his AU and as he heals, falls for Edge and eventually Alibi, when he comes into the picture.

(Stretch and Edge here may be referred to as Honey and Shade)

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Heroes/Villains

Edge is a villain and Alibi decides they’re mortal enemies sworn to destroy each other. Things don’t go well for anyone.

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Circus Contract

It’s like young contract but instead of hunter!TrF fam it’s circus!TrF fam and Swap are actually the hunters!

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Young Mafiafell

Mafiafell but they met as kids…sort of.

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Mafia Code Blue

Super weird cross AU where Boss got turned into a science experiment when younger. He gets rescued by Alibi and his partner Stretch.

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Siren contract

Contract but instead of a demon, Edge is a siren…sort of.

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TrVF Forgotten

Edge is kidnapped! Things go poorly until Edge returns years later…an amnesiac. They figure it out together

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Space

They’re all aliens! The UF and TrF bros wind up crash landed on Swap’s planet at different times, saved from a war and taught better, peaceful ways. Then the poly boys fall in love <3

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Long Distance RCP

Redeemed code purple except Alibi moved away when they were younger. They can finally re-meet years later, except they’ve all changed quite a lot. Edge especially.

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TrVF Reset (Fusion)

After an absolutely insane set of circumstances forced Alibi and Stretch to decide to fuse, they succeed in triggering a reset. However, they are permanently fuzed and Edge has to adapt to having only one husband.

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Psychic

Set in a world with similar functions as psychonauts, Stretch and Alibi are agents who discover something buried in the depths of their agency’s past. And they get to digging.

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MafiaLoveFell

All three of their undergrounds merged either before or shortly after the brothers’ creation(s). Things take quite a few strange turns, but somehow the boys find their way.

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Mermonster trio

Lovefell trio but they’re all mer monsters :*)

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Vampire Contract

Contract except instead of a demon, Edge is one of the last of a reclusive race; the Voltary. Still wind up together tho <3

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Softer Villain/Heroes

Edge and Alibi are villains. Stretch is their husband <3

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Princess Bride (needs a proper name lol)

Or maybe it doesn’t. Literally a princess bride AU, with a few plot changes to accommodate characterizations. Edge is Buttercup, Stretch is Wesley, and Alibi is Inigo.

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Daycare

Surreal and Abstract are Sundrop and Moondrop. Stretch is a mechanic. Except those two…aren’t animatronics…

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Contract swapped

Stretch is Mamba’s apprentice. Alibi, who’s never touched a hunter lifestyle, winds up accidentally contracted to Edge. They…figure it out.

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Lovefell Incubus

Um. Um. -twirls hair- aha. Yeah…

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Quad Poly (TrVF)

Similarly to Duofell, Sticks gets yeeted to a strange surface; TrVF’s. Winds up falling for the poly boys and gets inducted into the relations <3 (spicyhoney squared lol)

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Truman…Haven? (TrVF(?))

A twisted reality entity traps Alibi in “a perfect dream world” in an effort “to save him”. Stretch and Edge are working against the clock to find a way to wake him before he succumbs to the spell and Falls.

#I say almost bc it’s like 74 out of out of 79 #there are actually other variants too but they’re variants of what’s already listed so like #figured they didn’t need to be listed too? #anyways yeah :*) #papcest #spicyhoney #papship #extraspicyhoney

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Fic idea from a couple weeks ago (end goal ship is extraspicyhoney (TrF+UF+US))

Stretch is a famous actor. A heartthrob. Young and charming and goofy and so, so incredibly tired of it all. His only real friends are a college buddy, Sylv, and his body guard, Alibi. He’d never even set out to become an A-lister, he was just drawn to stage theater as a hobby and it all spiraled from there. He was grateful to have his brother still in his life, but Blue was otherwise completely “normal”, and could lead a perfectly normal life whenever he wanted to.

But not Stretch. Any new connections were either people he needed to rub elbows with (according to his manager), or people trying to rub elbows with him, and it was exhausting. Dating other celebrities was even worse because, for the most part, it wasn’t just an act for them, they took the whole lifestyle way too seriously.

Maybe he did have a huge stupid crush on Alibi at one point, but he could tell the feeling just wasn’t mutual, so he backed off, and now Alibi was one of the few people he really felt he could still be himself around.

Technically, catfishing is wrong, but what he’s doing isn’t technically catfishing, and while you can still lie by omission, he knew full well putting himself out in the open on a dating app would completely defeat the purpose of what he was doing in the first place. All he wanted was someone who didn’t know who he was. Someone to talk to that would talk to him for who he is, not who he is.

So, no pictures of himself. No disclosing his job. Just an age, that he’s a monster, and that he absolutely loves brain teasers.

The first few days were a slog of similarly anonymous users looking for a hookup, but after he’d whittled them down, the rest of the week was filled with brief, bad attempts at flirting, and one person calling him pretentious for knowing the differences between a limerick and a haiku.

He couldn’t check the app too often, especially not heading into a brief tour of interviews for a new movie he was in that would be coming out soon, but finally, after just over three weeks, he got his first real potential match.

Another mystery man, the only pictures offered on his profile of cats and nature scapes, and the bio supplied somehow less with a simple ‘hibernating probably’. Stretch matched with just about anyone who wasn’t straightforwardly looking for a hookup, so he wasn’t necessarily expecting much to come from an interaction with ‘The King Under The Mountain’, but he earned extra points for that username alone. He earned a few more when he didn’t even offer a greeting as their first message, just a brain teaser, miraculously one Stretch hadn’t seen a million times before, and it even took him a solid hour before he had to concede to guessing.

He’d guessed wrong, the other let him know (without providing the correct answer), but after a few minutes, he did send another message, a light tease about loving brain teasers apparently not making you very good at them. Stretch took the bait, teasing back, and soon enough he’d forgotten about the riddle altogether, in the slow paced back and forth.

King, as he’d taken to calling him in his own head, may be a slow typer, but he has a quick wit, and Stretch was delightfully surprised to learn that King knew very, very little about mainstream media. He even told Stretch he ‘doesn’t really watch movies’, like. At all. And for all Stretch liked to tease him about being an old man, truthfully, he might’ve been, given he had no age in his bio, either. But aside from that, they shared a similar love of books and astronomy, King even had a telescope, insisting the sky was clear where he lived and he liked to admire it whenever he got the chance. Obviously he loved cats, and Stretch even finagled King into telling him about his brood (five cats! Five!).

They talked about all manner of things, and before he knew it, they’d been messaging for weeks. Months. He eventually managed to convince Shade (his real nickname), to download Snapchat, and while Shade never shared any pictures of himself, and once he was certain Shade wouldn’t recognize him, Stretch was entirely fine sending his own tasteful (read: ridiculous) selfies on occasion.

Wherever Shade lived was surrounded by woods, and the monster often sent him back pictures of trees or fungi, flowers in his garden, his cats sunbathing, and Stretch became more and more certain Shade hadn’t been exaggerating when he’d insisted he wasn’t really a people person.

As it turned out, a hesitantly titled ‘friend’ had set up the account for Shade a while ago, and it wasn’t until his boredom reached an all time high that he finally decided to mess with the app for himself. He didn’t even know how to change the bio or username. Unsurprisingly Stretch was the only person he used it to talk to, which led to exchanging numbers so Shade didn’t have to bother with it and it’s ‘excruciating number of pop-ups’.

The first time Stretch heard his voice, he practically swooned. It was deep and raspy, but warm, like a crackling wood fireplace, and honestly Stretch could’ve listened to him all day long. Especially his low, gravelly chuckle. Honestly, he still didn’t even know Shade’s age, but he really didn’t care, there was such a natural flow between them, and he got the distinct impression Shade was really just an old soul.

Their friendship flourished, and despite his busy schedule, Stretch always made time to talk to Shade, enough so to warrant teasing from Alibi and his costars from the short film they were working on. And it wound up actually being some of their words that finally spurred him to action.

They’d been talking for just over a year by the time filming wrapped, so once he’d settled back in at home, one day, just before they could say their goodbyes at the end of a call, Stretch asked Shade on a date. However he wanted to do it, Stretch didn’t care, but he wanted to meet him, if Shade was up for it.

It had obviously caught him off guard, going quiet and then stuttering several attempts at varying replies until he settled on one. He wasn’t willing to travel, so it would have to be at his home, a dinner date or something, if Stretch was comfortable with that, and after they’d sorted details and Stretch had everything written down, Alibi let out a long suffering sigh when Stretch told him.

‘You mean the monster you still haven’t actually seen?’ ‘His house?’ ‘Stretch, this address is in the middle of Ebott forest.’ Stretch didn’t make his job easy, but Alibi was eventually swayed by Stretch’s sincere insistence.

Two weeks had never gone so slow, but it had at least given him time to prepare. He’d picked the perfect outfit, perfect cologne, Alibi was going to drive him there and back, so no shenanigans, not that he expected that from Shade, but eventually, the day had arrived, and Alibi was shuffling him into the car, reminding him he’d be late if he took any longer.

It was just under a two hour drive, and Alibi had made certain Stretch had an emergency escape plan if things went south. They went over it multiple times before they arrived to their destination. The trip had been scenic, to say the least, and true to Alibi’s warnings ‘isn’t this how about 17 different horror movies start?’, there was definitely no one else around for miles. Stretch made sure Alibi wasn’t going to be too terribly bored, and after several reassurances, finally got out of the car.

Shade’s house was really just…a cabin. Perhaps on the more extravagant side, but still small and rustic. He could recognize some places Shade had taken pictures of his cats in, but it looked so different cast in the twilight shadows. The wooden stairs creaked slightly underfoot, and he found himself before the door, anxiety blossoming in his soul. Finally able to meet the monster he’d been talking to for all these months, yet all he really knew about him was a nickname and that he was a skeleton (since he spoke in Papyrus font), otherwise, he could be anything. He’d had several ideas on what his mystery man might look like, with so little to go off of, but he suddenly felt ill prepared when he knocked on the thick wooden door, and a moment later, it began to open.

For starters, being as tall as he is, Stretch didn’t expect he’d have to look up. Most of Shade’s face was obscured by the doorway, but he quickly stepped back, welcoming Stretch in more quietly than he usually sounded, but his voice still comfortably familiar. Once he’d politely greeted him and stepped inside, Stretch finally got a good look at his date. Tall, incredibly so, and just as handsome. Broad shouldered, even if he did seem a little hunched in on himself, with sharp, scarred features not dissimilar to Alibi’s. The biggest difference were his eyelights, a deep crimson that nearly took Stretch’s breath away, and it was only when they flickered nervously to the side that Stretch realized how uncomfortable Shade looked. Probably because Stretch was standing there staring at him like an idiot.

Clearing his throat, Stretch offered his best casual smirk and raised a hand, greeting Shade more properly, telling him it was nice to finally meet him. After a brief, uncertain glance between Stretch’s face and his hand, Shade hesitantly took it, Stretch’s hand practically dwarfed by Shade’s, and shook his hand once, slowly, incredibly gently, like a business man afraid his partner would spontaneously shatter like glass. He returned the sentiment, pulling his hand away swiftly and turning to lead Stretch further into the house just as quickly.

The delicate handling and hasty retreat had a light little laugh bubbling out of Stretch at how…cute, Shade was. He wasn’t anything that Stretch had expected, the way he moved so carefully and quietly, the way he looked unbearably nervous, and maybe physically he resembled the part of a gruff yet lovable woodsman, but behaviorally, he really came across more of a timid hermit.

The kitchen wasn’t far from the entryway, visible when you’ve just come in even, with the house being a mostly open floor plan, but he opted to linger by the small bar dividing it from the living room as Shade hustled into the kitchen to begin shuffling through the fridge, pulling out who knows what. Whatever he’d already made smelled heavenly, and he said as much as Shade fussed with whatever he was doing, a small army of cats suddenly appearing from all over and rushing to the kitchen.

Shade hesitated, glancing back to Stretch in what looked to be surprise before continuing on with what Stretch now realized was preparing food for his cats, telling him softly what he’d made, but he stuttered before he finished, instead suddenly explaining he has to feed the cats first or all they’ll do is harass them, though it’s unusually early to be feeding them now so they’ll probably still complain later.

Stretch breathed another soft laugh, replying that it sounded like he has a whole schedule for them, Shade readily responding that it’s more like they have a schedule for him, getting a more full chuckle from Stretch.

He does his best to make small talk, and it’s clear Shade is doing his best to keep up, washing his hands quickly to show Stretch to the dining table, apologizing for not having done that first, and Stretch learned rather quickly that Shade keeps his scarf pulled up so he can tuck his face into it when he’s nervous, and it takes all of his concentration not to say out loud how adorable he thinks that is, instead trying to ease some of Shade’s concerns by reassuring him it’s fine, the whole thing is supposed to be casual, right? They’re just having dinner, not proposing, which may have been the wrong joke to make, but Stretch found it hard to regret with the way faded crimson magic bloomed across Shade’s face, ducking behind his scarf as much as he could, completely flushed as he hurried back into the kitchen.

Shade returned soon after with…two pitchers of water? He quickly explained he remembered Stretch saying he liked honey citrus, so he’d made some honey lemon infused water, but if it wasn’t any good, there was of course regular water, too, and Stretch was almost certain he could see Shade’s hands shaking as he set the pitchers down for Stretch to choose for himself, disappearing again before Stretch could say anything.

Instead of trying to reassure him again, Stretch stood, strolling back into the kitchen to offer help with the rest, catching Shade off guard to the point he just froze, looking at Stretch like a stranger had suddenly materialized in his kitchen. But only for a moment, and Stretch waited patiently until Shade wrung his hands together, quietly agreeing that that would be…alright, if he doesn’t mind. He eased up a little as Stretch approached the counter with the dishes set out, asking Shade where to start, and he took the offered distraction gratefully, softly instructing Stretch as he himself handled something else.

Stretch made the mental note that Shade seemed more comfortable when there wasn’t direct eye contact involved, so he’d have to try avoiding it, even if it was hard to stop looking over at Shade’s adorable focused little scowl. Unfortunately it was maybe a little too distracting, and he’d nearly missed the plate he was working on completely, getting rice all over the counter.

He chuckled at himself and apologized, but he wasn’t prepared for Shade to hum a contemplative sound and move behind him, wrapping his arms around Stretch to show him the correct method for plating the risotto. He seemed entirely unaware of the cliché move he was pulling, to the point when Stretch glanced back at him teasing that he must watch a lot of food network, Shade only then realized how close they were, flushing again, wide eyed, quickly backing away from Stretch until his back hit the bar, eye lights out and scarf obscuring half his face.

Stretch was quick to reassure him, trying to gently insist he didn’t need to be so anxious when Shade’s shock screwed up into a complicated frown, eyelights reappearing and shifting away as he began worrying his hands again. They were shaking, too, more noticeably than before, but before Stretch could say anything else, Shade spoke, barely above a whisper, that he hadn’t…expected Stretch to stay after he actually saw him, so he doesn’t…he wasn’t prepared for…any of this.

Finally, Stretch’s smile fell, a pang of sadness clenching his soul, along with a hint of confusion, but as he tried to smile reassuringly and remind Shade of how things between them had been until this point, he spoke again, taking Stretch by surprise. He knows Stretch is a Judge, he can tell he has LV, and he’s obviously…seen violence. He could be very dangerous, and he doesn’t understand-

But Stretch cut him off there, stating that he’s met a lot of people in his life, too many to…judge a book by its cover. Following the weak pun with a light joke that so far, he typically feels more unsafe going to a cafe than he does with Shade. But unfortunately, the other monster looked mostly unreceptive to the reassurances, eyelights back out and curling in on himself even more, arms coming up to hold himself.

Stretch moved closer, attempting to offer a hug, but Shade only pulled further in on himself still, asking him not to. So they stood together, leaned back against the bar, Stretch humming distractedly while Shade tried to steady his breathing. It was several minutes until Shade took a shaky breath, chastising himself and moving back to the counter, insisting the food would get cold. Stretch breathed a soft laugh and followed suit, helping him move the plates to the dining table, pouring a glass of water for Shade, too, and offering more casual conversation as a means of distraction.

It wasn’t long before the brief panic was replaced with pleasant conversation, Shade easing more as Stretch kept things light and easy, filling most of the space for conversation himself and avoiding too much eye contact. He was good at all this social stuff from all the years of practice, but he found it much more enjoyable when he didn’t feel pressured to talk about specific things, in a specific way. And Shade seemed much more comfortable without much of the attention on himself.

The food was fantastic, even better than it smelled if that was possible, and Shade had even made a special dessert for him that he’d mentioned liking a while back, explaining that he hadn’t known how to make it, so he’d had to practice a few times (blushing that beautiful dusty rose color), and that, too, was amazing, of course.

After dinner, Stretch insisted on helping Shade tidy, Shade eased enough to even trade a few quips with him as they worked to put everything away, and it started to feel more like their more usual conversations, more comfortable.

Once they were done, they moved out to the living room, Stretch joking that he’d underestimated what Shade meant when he’d said he doesn’t watch movies, considering he doesn’t even have a television. It got Shade to blush again, and he huffed a soft laugh, correcting that he did have one, he just uses it so rarely it’s in the wardrobe for safe keeping, which got Stretch to laugh, which got Shade’s blush to deepen slightly, and finally Stretch asked what they’d be doing now, then.

Shade cleared his throat and told Stretch he hadn’t planned this far ahead, ducking into his scarf again to admit that he had gotten an idea a few moments ago, though, if Stretch would be…comfortable, with it. And as warmly as ever, Stretch encouraged Shade to tell him, and so he did, confessing softly that the idea was simply to sit on the couch and watch the stars through the skylights.

It technically wasn’t possible, but Stretch was certain he felt his soul literally swell with affection, agreeing softly that he would love that. So Shade moved to the aforementioned wardrobe and pulled out a very thick, soft looking blanket, returning and…getting a stepladder from the small kitchen closet?

Even despite how tall the ceilings were, with the stepladder, Shade could easily reach them, and much to Stretch’s amazement, began adjusting the large sliding blocks separating the skylights until it was just one, larger window. It was absolutely breathtaking, and Shade hadn’t been exaggerating about how he skies were here. He put the ladder aside and returned to Stretch, who was quick to guide him down to he couch, adjusting the blanket together until they were both tucked underneath it, snuggly fit against each other like perfect little puzzle pieces. Shade was so warm, and the sky was so beautiful…he was so beautiful, when Stretch finally tore his eyes from the window. Shade was watching with such a gentle wonderment, looking so beautiful that Stretch had the bizarre, thrilling, terrifying realization that he must be in love, because a feeling like this couldn’t be anything else. But he knew he couldn’t stare, or Shade would notice, and he didn’t want to do anything that could ruin this moment, so he snuggled closer and fixed his eyes on the window for who knows how long, not even realizing how heavy his eyelids felt until they were blinking back open.

He’d fallen asleep.

It was still dark out, but much to his dismay, Shade had fallen asleep, too, his head gently leaning against Stretch’s own. He looked so peaceful, it physically pained Stretch to wake him, but he didn’t have a choice. He didn’t want Alibi kicking the door down to rescue him and scaring the lights of of Shade. He was as careful as possible, repositioning Shade to be leaned against the couch, and of course he stirred, but thank the angel he didn’t really fully wake, so Stretch whispered that he’d let himself out, thanking him and placing a gentle kiss to Shade’s forehead before making his way as quietly as possible to the door.

Alibi was, as always, still waiting patiently for him. It was nearly 2am, and he apologized profusely, explaining he’d fallen asleep, but Alibi brushed the apologies off, insisting it’s all part of the job, just glad Stretch was alright and not bound and gagged in a secret shed basement. It got a proper laugh from Stretch, who took the opportunity to start gushing about the date as Alibi began pulling out of the gravel driveway and returning to the barely there road back to society. He even confessed he thinks it might be love, getting some teasing for that, but even Alibi admitted that there was something about Stretch that just seems to glow after he’s talked with Shade, so maybe…maybe it is.

Aaaaand that’s as far as I’ve gotten with this idea, as far as writing it down goes. I have a lot more actually figured out, but yeah! It’s certainly something I’d like to write out more properly eventually, but who knows……

(TrF + Alibi belong to @ cyosecret and I’ve gotten permission to share this!!)

#papcest #spicyhoney #papship #extraspicyhoney #i really desperately need tags for things #sns fic stuff

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More older doodles and a more recent wip

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“I wish you wouldn’t look at me like that.” “Like what?” “I don’t know. Like you could love me.” - Sue Zhao

Contract AU // Alibi @cyosecret

#papcest #spicyhoney #papship #extraspicyhoney #this quote has been TRAPPED in my mind bc of Edge and Alibi in the most recent AU but I feel it fits contract Alibi quite well too #I wasn’t going to make one for each of them but here we are #tw knife #tw gun #tw bones #(?) #(just in case) #esh contract #sns moods

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Ms Stretch teaches his boys how to take a selfie

#spicyhoney #papcest #papship #extraspicyhoney #sns sketches #esh mafiaswap

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Lf poly

#papcest #spicyhoney #extraspicyhoney #papship #sns sketches #esh lustfell

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I keep forgetting to post here anyway Alibi belongs to @bake-your-bombs

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More older doodles and wips

#papcest #spicyhoney #papship #extraspicyhoney #sh bloodorange #sns sketches #esh lustfell #esh mermonster #esh horrorfell

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Context who?

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Farm life fic idea - spicyhoney/the initial inspiration for the esh poly farm AU

I’d been thinking about a farm fic, and there were actually like, 17 different variants, but the one that got the farthest was one where the main aus all end up together on one surface. The brothers all meet each other in patchwork ways varying depending on when which underground gets to the surface. Stretch meets a fresh outta Fell Edge and they hit it off about as well as a golf course and quicksand.

Hate is a strong word, but it could be used to describe their brief “relationship” over a few forced dealings thanks to Blue’s position at the embassy. However, life happens, and it really is brief before they’re pulled in different directions (by the grace of the Angel as far as they’re concerned).

Years pass, one thing leads to another, and Stretch, Astilbe (swap Asgore), and Chara move to a small town, to a farmhouse, where Astilbe can grow his flowers and keep a lush garden, and Stretch can beekeep. They both sell their wares at local farmers markets, Astilbe to a local flower shop, as well. Chara eventually moves away to college and then wherever life takes them, and it’s just Stretch and Astilbe. Life is simple and nice, for the most part, but Stretch isn’t really happy. His depression is as big a problem as ever, and he’s become almost entirely a homebody. Astilbe does what he can, and Blue visits as often as he can, but it is what it is.

One day, Astilbe tells Stretch he has to go back to Ebott to help the embassy with something. He’ll be away for about two weeks or so, but he’s asked his friend from the flower shop to tend to the gardens, so Stretch doesn’t have to worry about it. Stretch accepts that easily enough, he’s met the flower shop owner before, and she’s always been quite lovely. Astilbe leaves for his trip, and Stretch keeps his bees, but the next day, an unfamiliar truck pulls in by the barn on the outskirts of the gardens. The florist, must be. He leaves her be, doesn’t wanna watch her like some creep, but as the hours wear by, he makes a decision.

He’s in a bit of a steady mood today, he decides to make some iced tea with some fresh honey and take it out to her, she’s been working hard, and it’s in the high 80’s out there. He brews the tea and heads out, glasses in hand considerably more honey in his. But as he approaches, the form nestled amongst the flowers isn’t that of the florist he’d met at the farmers market. Instead, it’s a broad shouldered skeleton monster, tall, by the looks of it, sleeves rolled up to the elbows, forearms littered in scars, but a large sun hat blocks their entire skull from view. He slows to a stop, surprised and a touch confused. It’s been years, over a decade, could be any monster, any number of the other timelines that appeared up here’s Papyrus… Something in him already knows, yet it doesn’t seem to inform him before he’s already speaking a softly confused greeting into the air.

“um...hey.”

The gardener’s movements slow, looking over his shoulder as he sits back on his heels, sunhat brushing over his shoulder, the delicate purple ribbon tracing over the sweat stain between his shoulder blades. A piercing red eyelight lands on him, and it’s then that Stretch’s subconscious aligns with his consciousness, fully placing a name to the face, but instead of anger, or relief, or annoyance, he really just feels. Confused.

“i…made some iced tea,” gesturing one of the glasses toward him in offer.

Edge blinks at him for a moment, pale pink sweat running down his face, about to drip from his chin when he catches it with a small towel that had previously been rested beside him. He dries his face before shifting slightly, turning more toward Stretch silently, and Stretch realizes that those eyelights aren’t really as piercing as they are just stark. A deep red, but not glaring, not harsh, just looking up at him almost tiredly, that near permanent grimace etched in his memory missing and replaced instead with a muted exasperation. Perhaps even a touch of curiosity of his own.

Realizing he’d spent too long staring, Stretch takes a step closer, holding the glass out in offering. Edge takes it almost carefully, swirling it elegantly and taking a sip without any scrutiny. And now Stretch isn’t entirely sure it is Edge, looking away so he has any excuse to stop staring at the guy.

Setting the glass down on the blanket, Edge thanks him softly and turns to go back to his work. Stretch can dumbly only give a soft acknowledgment before taking a few steps back. Edge’s truck is just a few feet away, a bit outdated, clearly used, and seen a fair amount of mileage, but just as clearly well cared for. The bed is open, some gardening supplies and empty planters in the back, and Stretch takes the non-invitation to sit there, settling in and sipping his drink, eyes drifting around the garden, but always landing back on Edge.

He didn’t seem to recognize Stretch, or maybe he really was a different monster, people mistook him for Rus all the time, why couldn’t Edge have a doppelgänger? With...the same scars. And same colored magic. And same low, gravel voice. He catches a flicker of Edge’s eyelights when he settles at the truck, but otherwise doesn’t say anything. So Stretch sits there, watching the garden, and Edge, until finally, he speaks up again.

S’been a while. Edge glances toward him with a slightly confused look, only to look back away and continue with his work. If that was an invitation to stop talking, Stretch didn’t take it. He says he’s a little surprised he hasn’t seen Edge around, and Edge simply replies that he doesn’t go out often. They have a few more awkward back and forths, almost all of Edge’s non-answers an attempt to shut down the conversation, but Stretch is too anxious to shut up, and Edge doesn’t even seem to be getting annoyed, just more uncomfortable than anything.

Eventually, Edge finishes, folding up his blankets, dusting off his clothes, removing his gloves and apron, and returning his tools to the truck, prepping to leave. Stretch gets down and moves out of his way, and once he’s done with the rest, Edge hands him an empty glass, thanking him again for the iced tea. Stretch can only half dazedly respond “yeah, no problem” as Edge gets back into his truck without another word and drives away.

Every few days, when Edge returns to tend the gardens, it turns into a routine. Stretch brings him tea, and they have a nearly-tense-but-not-quite conversation. Edge never quite gets frustrated with him, and he never takes any swipes at Edge, and it goes on like this for the two weeks. Stretch finds out next to nothing about how things have been going for Edge, but he tells Edge about his beekeeping. About selling at farmers markets and to local bakeries. About how Chara’s doing. Edge seems more comfortable listening than talking, so Stretch stops asking.

But eventually Astilbe comes home, and Edge stops coming by. Stretch asks Astilbe if he’d recognized Edge, but Astilbe is confused, having never met him back...then. Though he’s happy they got along. Edge is a bit of a homebody, too, it would be nice if the both of them could be friends.

Stretch is so thoroughly surprised by that, that he has to sit down and seriously reevaluate the past two weeks. He realizes, really just how different the Edge he knows now is from the Edge he knew then. And to be honest, it was nice being able to talk to someone. Someone he didn’t have to explain things to, someone who was new but wasn’t new, and he questions his sanity as he ponders…would he like to be friends with Edge?

Not too long after, with encouragement from Astilbe, Stretch stops by the flower shop with some baked goods the two of them had made for Edge and the owner as thanks. The shopkeeper he’s familiar with is happy to see him, greeting him pleasantly. They chat a little while, and she thanks him for bringing the baked goods, but just as he’s leaving, Edge is coming in for his shift.

They almost bump into each other, and for once, Edge seems as surprised as he is. But Stretch recovers quickly, greeting him and telling him that Astilbe wanted to thank them for helping out with the garden, so. Yeah. And Edge is like. .........alright. And Stretch gives an awkward goodbye and leaves, a slight dusting of blush across his cheekbones. Why was that so embarrassing? Why did he feel so weird about this? It was normal to do nice things for people who did something nice for you. This is why he doesn’t have any friends. He’s so weird about everything!

But eventually, Astilbe starts inviting Edge over for tea. Eventually, Stretch and Edge become tentative friends. Eventually, Stretch starts coming to have lunch with Edge in the garden behind the flowershop every few days, sometimes the both of them walk to the shopping district to get groceries together. Just. Very sweet and casual. And eventually, Stretch gets invited to lunch in Edge’s apartment. He lives above the shop. It’s small but beautiful, tall ceilings and windows, an exposed brick wall on the far side but otherwise mostly decorated with white and light wood, clean and comfortable, and as Edge cooks, they chat, and it’s just. All very nice.

But at the same time…there’s a soft, depressing undercurrent, because it becomes revealed gradually, by Edge telling Stretch, how he ended up here. After all the insane amount of work he did to help in UF’s transition to the surface, he was barred from working at the embassy because of his LV. And most other places won’t even consider hiring a monster with anything above four LV. Red wasn’t doing so hot with the transition, and as Edge scrounged to find odd jobs to keep them afloat, Red eventually wound up in a hospice, until he Fell Down some years ago.

Edge left their apartment and had been traveling around the country to find work and keep his mind as busy as his body, only ever returning to Ebott to visit Toriel, Kris, and Flowey on the rare occasion, but a couple of years or so ago he wound up here. And...it stuck. The first job he didn’t hate and wasn’t treated like an animal.

The shopkeeper was a shopkeeper in Waterfall back in his underground who recognized him, and she claims it was for how hard he worked to keep them safe back then, but he knows it was just pity that prompted her hiring him. Regardless, he was grateful. She owns the building, and rent is cheap. He hadn’t intended to settle, but...he likes it here. It’s...nice. He’s been speaking to a therapist Levi (Fell Undyne) recommended, and started taking medication for his LV about two years ago.

But basically. Life on the surface was only marginally better than life underground. Instead of being hated and feared for being in the guard, he was simply hated and feared for being a monster. Be it prejudice against his LV or his species, it’s been rough making a living. This is the first place he’s been able to make a steady income pretty much since he was in the guard, and having lost his brother on top of it, and never forming the makeshift family between the aus like in other stories, it just...has been a very hard time for Edge.

Stretch is even a bit forthcoming himself with how he hasn’t been doing the best, but he feels a lot of sympathy and guilt for Edge, and together, they help each other level out a little more, growing closer over time and just. Keeping each other company, becoming friends, both getting out of the house a little more, Edge visiting the farmers market Stretch sells honey at and Stretch coming to hang out at Edge’s apartment to keep him company when he isn’t working.

Primarily, it’s mostly meant to be lightly somber fluff, the comfort after many years of hurt, the boys growing closer and helping each other do better mentally until they eventually wind up together together, likely starting with Stretch realizing he has feelings for Edge, and eventually coming clean (as is usually how it goes given Edge is emotionally dense under the best of circumstances, let alone when he’s numbed out by years of stress and LV meds lol)

If I wrote it as fic, that would pretty much be it, but the poly AU picks up shortly into Edge and Stretch’s friendship solidifying as such. Alibi has had similar surface struggles as Edge, and works on a farm not far from the town Edge and Stretch live. He stops by the farmers market, and usually picks up honey for some of his coworkers at the farm, so they have a very low key acquaintanceship already. Stretch even tells Alibi about Edge during one of their brief, pleasant chats, and eventually introduces them. And then as Edge and Stretch’s relationship steadies, they wind up inviting Alibi to spend time with them, as well, and eventually Alibi moves into Edge’s apartment with him, and they ultimately wind up together! I will write a more proper synopsis of it to add to the Index, but I figured I might as well add it here, too haha

#papcest #spicyhoney #papship #extraspicyhoney #sh farm #sns fic stuff

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Don’t think I uploaded these boys yet but anyway slow dancing is very good

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Here are some random headcanons about the TrVF boys from a convo about some things Alibi would learn getting into a relationship w/ them ❤️

Edge will drink black coffee, but he likes milk or cream. It took a while to come around to it, but he lets Stretch order him plain lattes, because they are, admittedly, delicious.

Stretch has strong opinions on Store Smells, and has a mental ranking of stores from worst to best smelling atmosphere. He usually passes going into any store on the lower end of the ranking, the musty music and movie store being a solid exception because they get really neat second hand stuff in.

Both Edge and Stretch hate bowling. Stretch hates the idea of hoisting around a large heavy object with only his fingers (makes them stiff, whats the point?) and Edge just finds the whole thing deeply unsanitary.

Stretch has convinced Edge to branch out in his scarf wearing a little, and he has a green one, a purple one, and a cream one with a red argyle pattern toward the end. Most variables from his beloved red one were gifts, but Stretch is the main reason he actually wears them.

Stretch wears high neck tanks tops or turtleneck long sleeve tshirts to hide the skeletal equivalent to hickeys and bite marks he wears them often.

Edge actually does like to wear heels, but always shifts into a smaller form to do so.

Edge pouts (that’s an important one, because he’s very cute when he pouts).

Despite how shy and bashful Edge can be, he can be equally bratty, and despite the expected brattiness from Stretch and his teasing, humorful ways, he is very easily flustered and usually rather innocent.

Edge is almost impossible to figure out when it comes to self image. He will brazenly wear very little, as if it doesn’t even occur to him, and doesn’t seem to care much for other’s opinions on his appearance, but he seems genuinely confounded by sincere compliments. On the rare occasion he wears a dress or skirt, he will get very flustered if Stretch teases around the mid thigh or lower hem of it, despite him wearing shorts that almost could have been more aptly labeled extravagant underwear the day before. He doesn’t seem to be ashamed of his scars, yet will go out of his way to cover them at seemingly random times. Just, overall, he seems to run hot and cold with his own opinion of his appearance, in spite of his prideful claims to know him charms well.

Edge doesn’t like swimming pools, but open water is fine. He’s. Not a huge fan of the sand, but he can manage. Stretch likes any water. Not much of a swimmer, but wading is nice.

Stretch is deceptively strong. Like. Very strong.

Stretch loves warm colors, soft colors, bright colors. Edge loves deep colors, rich colors, but also soft colors, like pastels.

Stretch always had a soft spot for gyftmas, as most monsters do, but it was never like. That important to him, until Edge. Now, it’s his favorite holiday for that reason alone. Though if anyone asks, he’ll say Halloween.

Stretch is actually. Weirdly particular about his mugs. Coffee mug is coffee mug, tea mug is tea mug, and ht chocolate mug is hot chocolate mug.

Stretch likes to read magazines. Sometimes he’ll go and buy a small eclectic stack from the pharmacy store because ‘learning is fun’ even if he will never again use whatever information he gained from the body builder magazine, nor the Fancy Pet.

Edge doesn’t drink because he doesn’t like not feeling in control of himself. Stretch drinks rarely for, strangely enough, similar reasons.

Stretch makes lots of references to things neither Edge nor Alibi have ever heard about. At least they understand them vaguely more when Stretch shows them whatever he’s referencing. Even if Edge does find Star Trek frightfully boring.

Edge loves cats. This is not really something new, but the true degree may be a little surprising. He just. Really loves cats.

Edge draws. With charcoal, pastels, pen, pencil, he just likes to doodle. He’s very good at realism, and captures landscapes beautifully. He doesn’t paint too often, but he’s very good at it. If Alibi stole a look through one of his sketchbooks, he’d probably find some rough lovely sketches of him and Stretch, probably also Frisk and Toriel. Just, people he cares about. Though some of the ones of Stretch and Alibi, if the relationship is well along its way may be on the more risqué side of things, but always very tasteful.

Stretch plays the guitar pretty darn well. Doesn’t play it often, but could easily be convinced to if asked.

Stretch’s natural smell is a little sweet, a little woodsy. Almost smoky? (Not like cigarettes). A little like a warm late summer night and a bookstore beside a bakery. His magic is as soft as he is, almost bright, like sunshine catching on morning dew, and fresh lemon poppyseed bread, but still with that surprising huskiness to it, like pine and fall leaves.

Edge’s scent is a little richer, not quite musky, but complex. Has a deeper undertone of sweetness, like pipe tobacco and cherry wood. Like late fall rain and crisp winter snow and well loved leather warmed beside a brick fireplace. His magic itself has a little bit of a zip to it, like pop rocks, or cinnamon and clove. Like chai tea and molasses. Rich and faintly spicy sweet.

Not only is the top of Edge’s tail sensitive, but so is his spine and neck. He melts like butter with those areas under attention. Also enjoys petting and playing with the inside of his rib cage. Really, any sincere attempt at affection is enough to get him flushed and/or purring.

Stretch‘s jaw, neck, and collarbone are his big weak spots. He’s not so much a fan of being touched on the underside of his ribs, but his floating ribs are very sensitive. He’s not so easy to melt as Edge is, but he is very appreciative of the attempt, regardless.

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