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misted-buttercup-enjoyer · 8 months

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Happy Undertale 8th Anniversary, I tried writing a oneshot but it wasn't working, so here, take this offering of incorrect quotes instead, and may it appease the beast for another year.

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Frisk, at Alphy's window: I thought I'd find you here! Chara, corporeal: WE COULD HAVE USED THE DOOR!!!

Undyne, the night Papyrus came to her house at midnight: I hate you. Papyrus, holding up a surprisingly well-drawn picture: WELL, ACCORDING TO THIS PICTURE I DREW OF US HOLDING HANDS, THAT IS NOT TRUE!

Undyne: Alphys is off at an appointment, so while she's gone, I’m going to cut the sleeves off all of my shirts. Papyrus: Why? Undyne: She's like 90% of my impulse control.

Frisk: Undyne, when’s your birthday? Undyne: Why? So you can look up my natal chart? So you can figure out my weaknesses? So you can destroy me? Frisk: ...So I know when to wish you a happy birthday.

Fallen Human Perseverance: Don't joke about murder. I was murdered once and it offends me.

Asgore: I type how I think. Toriel: Odd that you type at all then.

Asriel: *is hugging Frisk* Chara: Hey! It's my turn to hug Frisk! Kris, kicking down the door: What do you mean, "yOuR tUrN"? We agreed now is my time slot! Asriel: No, It's still my turn! Frisk, suffocating: Guys, I love you, but just because I'm the smallest doesn't mean you can be hugging me constantly! Chara: But we need the moral support! Asriel: And you're small! Which is cute! Kris: If I don't hug you right now I think the depression will kick in and my body will stop functioning. Frisk: Well- I, I guess.

Sans: Last week, Papyrus tried to flush a live lobster down the toilet "because it worked for Nemo".

Frisk: Why are you like this?? Flowey: I used too much "No More Tears" shampoo as a kid and I haven't felt a single emotion since.

Papyrus: WHEN I DIE, I WANT SANS TO LOWER ME INTO MY GRAVE SO HE CAN LET ME DOWN ONE LAST TIME.

Alphys: I never tell people off the bat that I'm gay. I wait. I wait until they say something homophobic and then I laugh and am like "you know I'm gay right?" and watch the look of terror on their face. Mettaton: Mettaton: I like you.

Asriel: Can we go to a haunted house? Chara: What's wrong with the one we live in? Asriel: Wh-what? Chara: Good-night, Asriel.

Frisk: How’s practice going? Flowey: Terrible. I want to stab everybody there. Frisk: Okay, just don’t get any blood on your petals. Flowey: …you shouldn’t be condoning this. Frisk: Don’t tell me how to live my life.

Frisk: What if mayonnaise came in cans? Asriel: Well, that would suck because you can't microwave metal. Chara: Good morning to everyone except these two people.

Toriel: Yes, I'm adopting seven ghosts and you cowards can't tell me no!

Frisk: I don’t think the therapist is supposed to say ‘wow’ that many times during their first session with a client, but here we are.

Mettaton: I've never encountered a problem that can't be solved by an spontaneous musical number.

Frisk, to Toriel: If you see Chara, give them this message *makes a neutral face* They'll know what it means. *later* Toriel: Oh, and Frisk said to give you a message. *makes a neutral face* Chara: Oh no. The neutral face of displeasure.

Frisk: Sometimes I wonder if I’m hearing voices. Frisk: Then I remember that’s the last bit of sanity I have trying to get me to fall asleep at a reasonable time.

Napstablook: Why did you guys dress up as each other for Halloween? Mettaton: Maddy is the scariest thing I could think of! Mad Mew Mew: Mettaton told me I should pick the dumbest costume possible.

Toriel: What's worse than a heartbreak? Alphys: Stepping on a cat's tail and not being able to explain that you're sorry.

Muffet: Would you like something to drink? *Opens fridge* We have water, milk, juice, spiders, Dr. Pepper- Frisk: Spiders? Muffet: Spiders it is then. Frisk: No, that wasn’t- *But she was already pouring them a brimming glass of spiders…*

Papyrus: WHAT ARE YOUR ADJECTIVES??? Undyne: …You mean my pronouns? Papyrus: NO, I KNOW WHAT YOUR PRONOUNS ARE!!! WHAT ARE YOUR ADJECTIVES??? Undyne: …I dunno. What are yours? Papyrus: NOISY AND WORKAHOLIC!!! Undyne: I’ve never had something go from making no sense to making complete sense so quickly.

Monster Kid: I have one brain cell and it bounces around in my skull like a windows screen saver. Monster Kid: When it hits a corner perfect, I’m allowed one good idea.

Toriel: I'm cold. Sans: here, take my hoodie, pal. *meanwhile* Alphys: I'm cold. Undyne: *sets the whole city on fire*

Alphys: So, what's for dinner? Undyne, staring at the spaghetti, and the house, that she and Frisk burnt down: Regret.

Chara: Don’t trust everything you see on the internet. Frisk: Pfft. What possible nonsense could come from the internet? Oh. Did you know that the Earth is actually flat? Chara, taking away Frisk's phone: Yeah, that enough for you.

deltarune special: Noelle: Goshdarn it, the printer broke while printing out Rudy's birthday invitations. Carol: Well, what are they supposed to say? Noelle: "Rudy's birthday". Carol: So, what do they say instead? Noelle: "Rudy's bi". Carol: Carol: Works out either way.

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punsmaster69 · 5 months

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8/DEC/20XX

a deep breath, and i feel a sense of nostalgia.

weird nostalgia. wouldn't go back, but i still think fondly of what happened.

the crispness of the cold air in snowdin takes me back- and i'm already reminiscing about random memories.

point to almost any rock formation along the walls of this place, and papyrus can probably tell you exactly how he's climbed it.

kicking the snow with my slippers a little bit, i remember how he used to warn me about wearing 'em outside.

—-

"YOU'LL SLIP AND FALL IN THOSE!!"

"naahh. i'll be fine."

"......"

"SEE? EVEN GRILLBY AGREES IT'S A BAD IDEA!!"

—-

for the most part, i always was fine; just had to be careful around the ice.

fortunately, it's not an issue using shortcuts; really only ever slipping a few times.

—-

"I SAID THIS WOULD HAPPEN."

"you've slipped even in your boots."

"THAT WAS A ONE-OFF ACCIDENT!"

"so was this."

sliding me across the ice until we were close enough to the snow to stand again, papyrus lifted me onto my feet once more.

"I TOLD YOU THIS WAS A TERRIBLE IDEA."

"you've gotta admit that over two weeks without slipping in these is pretty good."

"THERE'D HARDLY BE SLIPPING AT ALL IF YOU WOULD JUST PUT ON BETTER FOOTWEAR."

"these are way better."

"OBVIOUSLY NOT?! YOU 𝘑𝘜𝘚𝘛 SLIPPED!"

"but with snow boots, you have to tie 'em and whatnot."

"YOU DO THAT WITH MOST SHOES, SANS."

"not with slippers."

"YOU'RE GOING TO WEAR SLIPPERS ALL THE TIME.."

"JUST SO THAT YOU DON'T HAVE TO TIE THEM?"

"yep."

"that's the plan."

"YOUR ABILITY TO CONSISTENTLY FIND THE LAZIEST ROUTE IN EVERY ASPECT OF LIFE CONFOUNDS ME, BROTHER."

"IT'S ALMOST IMPRESSIVE."

"thanks. that's the one thing i do put effort into."

"...BEING LAZY."

"it's hard work, doing this little."

—-

ahh.

back when new bad habits of mine still surprised him.

...speakin' of bad habits.

grillby's looks like it hasn't been touched since the day we took all the important stuff up.

the most one'll find in there now is a fine layer of dust only disturbed by me brushing against some stuff.

not that the jukebox ever worked before, but i'm pretty sure it wouldn't turn on if you tried at this point.

——

already knew the librarby was empty; they gave away all the books before leaving to the surface.

took the sciencey ones, myself.

wanted the joke book too, but a certain old lady got to it first.

officially, it is hers.

unofficially, the book keeps bouncing between being in either of our possession for months at a time.

it's gained a few pages over the years, a lined-paper section at the end with a lotta skeleton and snail puns.

think paps split the cookbooks with someone, and hoarded the puzzle books.

(not like anyone else was readin' those, anyway.)

there were a couple on monster history i'm almost certain i've seen frisk with a few times, so they must've gotten those.

as charming as this little place was, the new library's got way more selection.

sorry, not library.

still librarby.

they kept the name. too iconic to change it.

even if it had been changed, we'd all continue to call it the librarby anyway.

——

many of the folks who had shops down here have taken up that same role on the surface.

the two bunnies running the inn and shop moved somewhere closer to new home city for better business.

——

in the snow, i did what i'd done a million times in the past.

i parked myself at the foot of the door which separated snowdin from the ruins.

—-

"knock, knock."

"Who's there?"

she'd say.

"cash."

"Cash who?"

"no thanks, i'm more of a walnut guy."

and i'd heard her burst out into laughter from the other side.

"Knock, knock."

"who's there?"

"Hatch."

"hatch who?"

"Oh, bless you."

then she'd laughed at her own joke hard enough to be contagious.

"knock, knock."

"Who's there?"

"canoe."

"Canoe who?"

"canoe come out here? i'm gettin' bonely."

she got a good kick out of that one, but her laughter had a tinge of sadness to it.

"...But, I am afraid not."

didn't expect any different of an answer.

always thinking it better not to ask quite why, i shrugged.

"one day, maybe."

"or not."

"you could just be mysterious door lady forever if you want."

"....."

"Knock, knock."

"who's there?"

"Peas."

"peas who?"

"Peas excuse my secretiveness. I know it can be a bit off-putting."

"everyone's got their secrets, 𝘴𝘯𝘰𝘸 problem to me if you keep a few."

"Ha! I am glad that you are so 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘭 with it."

"It is a joy to hear your 𝘤𝘰𝘰𝘭 jokes every day!"

"nice to have someone with an a-𝘥𝘰𝘰𝘳-able laugh to tell 'em to."

my slight regret about that pun immediately washed away upon hearing the laugh in question follow after it.

—-

....welp.

as fun as reminiscing has been, i've definitely left papyrus alone for far too long.

gotta spend at least a little time in the snow with him.

that's what we came back here for in the first place.

——

"WHEN DO YOU THINK IT'LL SNOW ON THE SURFACE?"

"it's supposed to get pretty cold soon, so probably not too long now."

"besides."

"if your desire for snow gets too awful bad, we'll just come down here again."

"WE SHOULD BRING FRIENDS WITH US NEXT TIME!"

"would be cool to re-visit the whole underground with everyone after all this time."

"OH!"

he sat straight up in the snow, scattering the powder around as he did so.

"YOU KNOW WHAT WE SHOULD DO?"

"what's that?"

"COME, COME! QUICKLY!!"

——

from that very same spot we all first looked in awe at our new future, me and him watched the sun set.

golden light poured over everything; sun beams warm in contrast to the town we've left once again.

"WHEN WE FIRST MOVED OUT FOR GOOD, I REALLY THOUGHT I'D MISS IT MORE."

"THOUGH, I DIDN'T EXACTLY HAVE THAT FEELING OF TRAPPED-NESS ON THE SAME LEVEL EVERYONE ELSE SEEMED TO."

"IT'S HARD TO GET BORED WHEN YOU'RE THE MOST ENTERTAINING SKELETON AROUND!"

"WITH THE COOLEST BROTHER AROUND."

"aww."

"...MAYBE I DID FEEL TRAPPED A LITTLE.. BUT IT DOESN'T MATTER ANYMORE."

"WE'RE ALL ON THE SURFACE TOGETHER, AND THAT 𝗜𝗦 WHAT MATTERS!"

when he turned to look at me, i couldn't tell whether his face was lit up more by the sun or the smile he had.

"I'M REALLY HAPPY HERE."

"me too."

#undertale #journal #sans #papyrus #skelebros #sans and papyrus #toriel #soriel #sans x toriel

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imtrashraccoon · 5 months

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Whew! What with work and prepping for some potentially nasty weather over the weekend, I nearly didn't get this done. Twenty three days in and it finally happens, huh? What is it exactly? Hm...

@scrambledmeggys

First Day, Previous Day, & Next Day.

Day 23: Movie Night

"Hey, Papyrus?" you asked.

"Yes, Precious?"

"Can we do something fun tonight, like say, have another movie night?"

Papyrus smiled and nodded, "Of Course, We Can."

"Can we...also invite Undyne and Alphys?" you asked tentatively, fiddling with your fingernails as you spoke.

Papyrus hesitated and glanced at Sans, who had narrowed his eye sockets as soon as he overheard your question. They both seemed a little concerned about it, which you thought was understandable, but you really wanted to befriend both girls.

"Alright, I Will Ask Undyne And See If They Are Able To Come," Papyrus finally said.

"i don't think they'll be stupid enough to try anythin', but both of you should stay close to us at all times, just in case. i'll be keepin' a close eye socket on them anyways though," Sans stated firmly.

You smiled and hugged Papyrus tightly, which he was completely unprepared for. "Awesome! Thanks so much! I have absolute faith in you guys," you exclaimed.

Papyrus chuckled and hugged you back warmly, but he still seemed slightly concerned. Surely, nothing bad would happen and you would eventually be able to call the two women friends. Surely...

< ~ - . - ~ >

You weren't surprised when it turned out that both Undyne and Alphys had readily agreed to come over for the movie night. Undyne definitely seemed like the extroverted type to you, while Alphys was much more introverted. Still, they seemed like decent people from what you could tell, minus Undyne trying to immediately kill you and Frisk that one time.

They brought snacks with them too, all packaged junk foods like chips that had been unopened, which meant you didn't have to worry they had messed with any of them. You made a big bowl of popcorn for everyone as well which was a huge hit.

This time the movie of choice was a comedy, although it was a pretty bad one in your opinion, but in a 'so bad it's actually kind of good' way. Frisk didn't understand half the jokes but there was plenty of slapstick humour to keep them entertained at least. Still, you kept them close to you for the duration of the movie, partly because you wanted them to be safe, but mostly because you wanted to cuddle with them.

Papyrus seemed to be feeling a bit bolder this time, which was quite evident by how affectionate he was willing to be tonight, not that he was a shy person like you were more prone to be. Rather, he sat pretty close to you and put his arm around your shoulders in a gesture that left you feeling pretty special.

Throughout the movie though, you caught Alphys and Undyne casting occasional glances at both of you. At first, you felt pretty self-conscious and quickly looked away, but to your surprise, Papyrus didn't seem bothered at all. If anything, he seemed quite confident and like he was almost showing you off. You kind of liked it actually... It gave you a small thrill, like you were doing something forbidden, and sort of brought you back to your teenage years.

After the movie, Papyrus took it upon himself to bring the used dishes back to the kitchen. While Alphys and Sans discussed some of the details of the film with you, Undyne seemed oddly quiet. After a moment, she got up and joined Papyrus in the kitchen.

You weren't normally a nosy person, but you couldn't help feeling slightly concerned, especially when you could hear them talking. After a moment, you decided to excuse yourself from the conversation and got up to follow her.

"Why did you give her a collar?" Undyne hissed. Despite the fact that she was trying to be quiet, you could still hear her pretty clearly from just outside the kitchen.

When Papyrus seemed to remain quiet, she continued speaking. "You know this can't work out; she's a human..." Her tone grew softer and she added, "I'm just...concerned for you, okay?"

"I Am Aware," Papyrus answered in a matter-of-fact tone.

"Paps... I don't want to have to take you in. If the King finds out about this..." She trailed off, not wanting to finish her thought.

He remained silent for a moment before responding again. "I Am Not Planning On Telling Him, So Unless You Are, I Do Not See The Issue." His tone was rather cold now, like he was trying to be intimidating, even though he really didn't need to be.

It was at this point you decided to actually enter the kitchen and stop being a creepy eavesdropper. Papyrus was standing stiffly next to the kitchen counter with his fists clenched by his sides, while Undyne was leaning against the table with her arms crossed, giving him an 'are you serious?' look.

Papyrus noticed you first and once he did, Undyne turned to look at you as well. She narrowed her good eye at you and made a low annoyed sound in the back of her throat.

You ignored her though and walked over to where Papyrus was standing instead. His expression softened considerably, especially once you snaked one of your arms through his and gave him a gentle smile.

"So that's how it is then."

You turned to Undyne and nodded, "Yes, it is."

She looked unimpressed and continued to study you sullenly.

Taking a deep breath, you continued, "In fact... I love him."

You could feel Papyrus stiffen slightly and while you couldn't bring yourself to look at him for fear of losing your edge, you could tell he seemed to be surprised. Undyne's eye widened and she glanced from you to Papyrus and back again. At first, she didn't seem to believe you, but as the moment stretched on, her disbelief morphed into shock.

Papyrus seemed to recover first and he wrapped his free arm around your waist, pulling you slightly closer. He hummed softly and you could almost feel the smirk he had plastered across his skull right now.

Undyne clicked her tongue and glanced away. She took a deep breath and shook her head slowly. "Well, congratulations...I mean that too," she said quietly. "I do think you two are good for each other, but I can't help but be worried. So, be safe, okay?"

You nodded and shot her a single finger gun, as your right arm was still occupied. "I try my best..."

Papyrus made a soft "tisk" sound under his breath, but wisely chose not to say anything.

#selfshipufpap #undertale #underfell #underfell papyrus x reader #underfell papyrus #reader #named oc #the hand we've been dealt #thwbd #alternate universe #raccoons drabbles

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topazshadowwolf · 1 year

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I see a lot of people headcanon that sans fell in love with toriel from that first laugh when they were telling jokes through the door and it's really cute, but do you think it would have been the same for toriel or would something else have sparked it for her?

Ooooh, and believe me, I am one of those who headcanon that Sans fell in love at first laugh. He heard her laugh and was like, "wow!" The fact that he felt the need to keep her laughing... that she was his BEST AUDIENCE meant he loved to hear her laugh.

But that's different from what you were asking about. You wanted to know when she fell for him. My headcanon is that it took longer for her. I think, having been in love before and being... betrayed by that love... made it longer for her to warm up to this stranger.

If I can guess, I see Toriel as one who takes acts of affection as being key in a relationship. After all, in DR, she spent time making eggs and ensuring there was a Yoshi egg that she knew Asriel would love. It clearly angered her that Asgore ate it as it upset her son. A GIFT she made for her son was used as trauma. But that's DR... we can figure, though, her personality was the same between the two. Toriel is the same character, just in a different situation. So let's take this insight and go back to UT and the door...

Sans visiting her, by choice, every day was what started to win her over. He tells her jokes, makes her laugh, tells her stories, and tells her aaaall about his brother Papyrus. I think he feels he can open up to her. About how he makes sure Papyrus has all he wants and needs. And I think we can all agree that Sans pays attention to details. He knows and understands his brother. And yes, Sans teases Papyrus (older brothers as supposed to tease their younger siblings, after all), but he knows when things go too far. (Look at the winter Hockey scene, for example.)

It is this that Toriel falls in love with. She sees him as a good and caring big brother of a young adult and just wants to help him. She shares recipes and opens up about herself. They talk more and more, and that is what starts to strengthen their "close friendship" into love. Truly, they are in love early on, but neither will admit it...

Last, of all, I know I keep saying, "It's more than the laughs" when I speak up to haters. But let it not be said I discount laughs. Most women want to be with someone who really makes them laugh. And hey, guys also like it when women think their jokes are funny. These are actual relationship facts. So, while it started with jokes and grew from that, joking with each other is clearly still a keystone to their relationship and should not be discounted or ignored. So, him making her laugh daily... that also was something that won her over.

The point I'm slowly getting at is I don't think for her there is one thing that made her heart go "all aflutter." Instead, I see it as a slow build-up. Toriel just doesn't know if she should, can, or had the right to fall in love. So, it just takes time and multiple aspects to make her notice she might feel more than friendship for this stranger...

#Soriel #I love everything about those two and those doors #Them talking #sharing jokes #DAILY #and just being freinds #It is just #such an example of internet relationships #romantic or just friendships #if you don't see your relationships with your online buddies in those two you might want to think about it more #i love this ship

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kingbluetheamze1 · 6 months

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TC!Fellswap chapter 1 part 4

Papyrus: Nyeh hahahahahahaha

Annoying Dog: Woof

Papyrus: You annoying dog 💢

Annoying Dog: * Gets kicked by Papyrus *

Papyrus: Nyeh got my phone

Gaster: Hmm 🧐 well you got your phone back....so how is the Human?

Papyrus: Nyeh still in the Ruins, and what about the other?

Gaster: I mean define ok

Papyrus: Is the other Ok?

Gaster: I mean it won't let me leave sense it is afraid of the amalgamates, but they are friendly just.... 😐 Deformed creatures

Papyrus: You left a 12 year old alone with Monsters who as well kind of want it dead?

Gaster: 😐 it's safe I promise............ 👍

Papyrus: NYeh.........-_-

Gaster: Ha.....

Papyrus: Left me just get up-

Gaster: Am going back anyways...plus Undyen-

Papyrus: HEELL NO, WE MUST GO THERE NOW

Gaster: Undyne is friendly

Papyrus: Undyne almost killed a human in under 50 seconds

Gaster: I mean taste of subjective

Papyrus:.............Go back now

Gaster: But what are we going to do about the Human?

Papyrus: I will deal with it GO NOW

Gaster: Bye

Papyrus: Nyeh Sans hasn't been here for a long time-

Sans: AM BACK

Papyrus: Dramatic entrance

Sans: I am back, from my epic experiences with Toriel 💕

Papyrus: Nyeh... 😅

Sans: I was about 15 meters close to her today 💕

Papyrus:....

Sans: She smelled lovely

Papyrus: She smells like pie.... 😑

Sans: She SMELLS LOVELY

Papyrus: Agree to disagree

Sans:....She said hi to me :)

Papyrus: I'd you stop talking about Toriel I will tell you about a new Human

Sans: What

Papyrus: Joke 🤣

Sans:...........

Sans: You like apples?

Papyrus: Always the first one was good

Sans: Here....* Gives Papyrus a apple *

Papyrus: * Eats it in seconds *

Sans: Welp am gonna go

Papyrus: Why you always leave so fast

Sans:......

Papyrus: Welp bring me some Oatmeal popsicles

Sans:........O

Papyrus: Yummy popsicles 🤤

Sans: Fine.....

Papyrus: Bye....

Sans: * Shuts the door *

Papyrus: Nyeh..........welp I'm gonna check on the Human

* Teleports to the True lab *

Papyrus: Nyeh......you ok-

* Slaps Him *

Gaster: It's been missing you

Frisk:.... 😡

Papyrus: Nyeh......

Gaster: Welp the amalgamates are ok

Papyrus: None of them hurt-

Frisk: No

Papyrus: I hate it when you get sassy

Gaster: Welp the Human is still in the Ruins but...I can't tell where....

Papyrus: I don't think it matters

Gaster: It's literally the last one

Papyrus: Has the Queen found out yet

Gaster: Not about Chara; Not about the hideout; and not about our secret

Gaster: But...the last one yes

Frisk: I don't know

Gaster: Hmm 🧐 you ok?

Frisk: Yes

Gaster: Welp....all you have been eating is Magic food except for those apples

Papyrus: Nyeh apples are great

Chara: The magic food tastes weird

Papyrus: Apples are tasty

Frisk: Yeah

Gaster: Welp Monster and Human food are very....different

Papyrus: Nyeh.......I talked to Asgore........he said he has found the Human....but has left it

Gaster:.....

Papyrus: He said that the Temmie would protect it

Frisk: Temmie..... 😨

Papyrus: I know.....

Gaster: I don't think that Temmie has killed anyone....so umm.....I think it's ok....

Frisk: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

Temmie the TEM!!!!!!!: He he he, how u doin Papyrus?

Papyrus: None of your business

Temmie the TEm: I said how you are doing

Papyrus: None of your business

Frisk: Go away please

Temmie the Tem?: A Huumen soul 😋

Frisk:....Go away 😭

Papyrus: What do you want?

Temmie the Tem: What's the matter?

Papyrus: Nyeh...and you know what am capable of

Temmie the teM: he he he....am serious

Temmie the tem: Give me your SOUL

Temmie the tem: I am not playing around

Papyrus: I am not going to feel any remorse if you don't want to die

Papyrus: But if you don't leave now

Papyrus: I will make you feel like your burning in true agony

Temmie the tem: Fine...............boring =(

Temmie the tEm: Would you like a hug before I go?

Frisk:....Sure

* Hugs Temmie *

Temmie the tem: :)

-1

Frisk: Ow...

Temmie the tem: What's the matter? Am I hugging to hard?

-1

Frisk: OW

-1

Frisk: * Falls to the ground *

Temmie the Tem: Bye bye!!!!

Temmie the tem: I will have your soul next time

Papyrus: The Temmie is gone

Gaster: Wow.......

Papyrus: You ok Pal?

Frisk: * On the ground cold *

Papyrus: * Uses a heal on Frisk *

Frisk: Am alive :)

Papyrus: 👍

Papyrus: I don't understand why that cattie cat is causing so much trouble

Frisk: :(

Gaster: Well let's see or try to see where the Human is at now

#canon #frisk #undertale alternate universe #determination #Temmie the tem #Flowey #papyrus #Gaster #Sans #Undyne #TC!Fellswap

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darkmarkets · 12 years

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The Horrors of Proper Manuscript Format

In my wildest dreams, I'm the shadowy robed figure at the head of a writer cult plotting to take over the publishing world. But instead of chanting "Ia! Ia! Cthulhu fhtagn...!" we'd all intone "Twelve point! Times New Roman! Twelve Point! One inch margins...!"

Okay, so I have awhile to go before I'm good cult leader material, but that doesn't mean we can't all keep the chant. Proper manuscript formatting is the single most important thing a new writer can do for their career. It promotes professionalism and displays your writing in the most clear, most readable way possible. A crap story formatted correctly will be much more agreeable to an editor than a genius story that's formatted like crap. It is sheer eyeball-exploding terror to be faced with nine point Papyrus font crammed on the page in single space with half inch margins. Chances are, an eyeless editor isn't going to be sending out any acceptances.

So, how can we, as writers, put our most professional foot forward? In most circles, the agreed-upon manuscript format contains these elements:

twelve point font

Times New Roman or Courier New

one inch margins

double-spaced

It's also good to include the writer's name and contact information in the upper left hand corner of the first page, as well as page numbers and the writer's name in the header. Easy, yes? One would think. It's shocking how often writers do not follow these rules.

What proper manuscript formatting does not contain is:

any bizarre artsy font that looks like a first-year design student's creative seizure

any font color other than black (that means you, purple and turquoise!)

eyeball-exploding single spacing

creative writing class designations (IE, no Miss Jenkin's Intro to Fiction 291!)

margins thinner than piano wire

hostage demands scribbled across the headers

Also, no sixteen point font. I'm sure there are kindly elderly editors out there that prefer large print documents while they wait on their cataract surgeries, but I doubt many of those editors work for a Tubby's House of Gorefest Magazine. (Sidenote: someone named Tubby needs to start this magazine, because it sounds aaawesooome!) Anyway, my point is: keep it reasonable size.

If anyone feels like a visual aid would be helpful, I highly recommend Nebula award winner William Shunn's article on proper manuscript format. He even goes so far as to detail dialogue formatting and the eternal burning question of scene break markers (Pound signs? Asterisks? Lesser folk have been driven to the brink of screaming madness contemplating such things.) Courier New is best for snail mail submissions, because the monospaced font makes it easy to manually tally up word count (make sure to kill your widows and orphans, though. Man, sometimes the jokes just write themselves.) And, surely these days the more modern incarnations of Times and Courier won't be looked down upon; Cambria and Consolas are fine-looking Word 2010 alternatives. When in doubt, clarity and ease-of-reading is key.

Of course, there's always going to be slight variations. No one will burn you alive if you put the page numbers on the right instead of on the left. Writers don't always format exactly the same way, and most editors understand that. What they don't understand is why a manuscript written in pink Comic Sans thinks it's going to be published.

At the end of the day, follow the guidelines. Follow the guidelines religiously. If a market says they want their manuscripts single spaced with no indents, do it. If they say not to include your name on the front page, don't do it. But, if there are no specifications for formatting in the guidelines, its easy to assume editors will want to read a story in the most professional-looking format possible. That means repeating after me: "Twelve point! Times New Roman! Twelve Point! One inch margins...And don't fooorget dooouble spaaaced."

Got it? Fantastic. Your shadowy robe is right over there on the table. We'll be taking over the publishing world next weekend.

Lorna D Keach

#The Horrors of Horror Writing

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maxladcomics · 2 years

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I feel like this fandom associated the fear of forgetting with Gaster so much, that many kind of forgot how the whole game is touching upon that. Not the fear per se, but the concept of forgetting/leaving behind, either willingly or forcefully. The Monsters entirely forgot how Humans look like (except one-two), some of them acted like Toriel just didn't exist after she left for the Ruins, Flowey tells you to leave the best ending, asks to not erase it and then says that if we do erase it, then we have to make him forget too. Like, I know the fandom focuses on RESETs a lot, especially when it comes to Chara/Sans about how they deal with either still remembering or them realising they don't remember, but come on, Asriel is right there with one of the most genuine fears a child can have throughout growing up. Anyways, this is my little rant, my apologies - pentoll

THIS IS A GREAT RANT

I think it's interesting because the first few characters I associate with the fear of forgetting or being forgotten would be Goner Kid, Papyrus and maybe Alphys for some reason. I think Flowey and Asriel need more attention! Which I will try to give, in my AU's and comics whenigettodrawingthem.

But that is a good point! I can't remember if it was mentioned in the game but I think they're prone to forgetting about other monsters and bad things to prevent them losing hope, they're all in a very fragile state. They have been underground for so long that most monsters (except Gerson, Asgore and Toriel) don't know what the surface is like, and only have a vague promise that one more human can get them out.

Most monsters haven't lived long enough to know that Toriel existed, and considering Gerson is the only one that speaks of her- it's very likely the only ones that were aware of her are either already gone, or they avoid the subject because it causes them grief. Asgore does this as well, his diary saying "Good day today!" on every page says a lot.

I went kinda off topic I guess, BUT! I do agree that Asriel and Flowey have a lot to them, and a lot of potential to explore their fears and what they've been through.

I do plan on having Flowey in a future comic so this gives me some things to think on.. He was just going to hang out and make some jokes and sneer at a few things but maybe he should get some time to vent or show his feelings on things.. HMHM.

#maxramble #I forgot my rant tags #rant #maxask #undertale #flowey #asriel #papyrus #I am really looking forward to having Flowey in a comic #I did plan on having him as often as possible #BUT NOW #I REALIZE I SHOULD HAVE HIM MORE #MORE FLOWEY CONTENT YES #.......now to learn how to draw him better lmao

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popatochisssp · 5 years

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I don't think you have the boyos' reactions to their s/o getting pregnant (and wanting to keep the little squirt) so may I ask for that? Also are you feeling better? You mentioned a bit ago you were sick.

I am still a little sick, the cough part won’t friggin’ go away, but that’s not gonna stop me from living my life!

Presuming the skeletons have all had The Talk with their partner about kids and decided that having them is a ‘yes’…

Sans (Undertale): Actually pretty excited that this is happening, it’s maybe the most enthusiastic his s/o has seen him in… jeez, a long time. …But little do they know what’s going on in his skull and it’s literally just Dad Jokes, every single ridiculous, terrible Dad Joke he’s ever heard and now he’s gonna get to use them, this is great…! Sans, please, you are having a child, that is not the most important part about this…

Papyrus (Undertale): Super excited! A little disappointed that his partner is carrying first, he kinda wanted to do that for the first kid, but! He’s not going to look a gift-baby in the… Well, honestly, he has no idea where that metaphor was going, he’s just really happy that he’s going to be a dad! He’ll probably start building a crib and babyproofing the house way too early, but he’s got the right attitude!

Sky (Underswap Sans): Accepts the news with enough solemnity that his s/o probably has to make sure having this kid is still something he wants to do. And it is, they’ve talked it out and if they’re at this stage, he’s agreed, it’s something he wants! His impending fatherhood is just something he takes incredibly seriously. He’s already reading all the parenting literature he can get his hands on and is trying to be as prepared as possible. He went in totally blind raising his little brother and it was hard, with a lot of unexpected stuff he didn’t know how to deal with, and he wants to try to learn from that and do better this time!

Paps (Underswap Papyrus): As much as he’s looking forward to this kid, he can’t quite stop his first thought after the confirmation of the pregnancy from being, “oh shit.” He…does not quite feel like an adult capable of taking care of himself and now there’s actually a whole other living person on the way that he’s like…50% responsible for. It’s kind of intimidating, but he’s made the decision to do this with his s/o and he won’t back out now…but he might have to go eat his body-weight in snacks to chill out first, and it’s a good excuse to get out of his partner’s line of sight so they don’t see him freaking out a little.

Jasper (Underfell Sans): He’s happy! Will probably pull his s/o into a hug or kiss or nuzzle, or some combination of the three and won’t want to let go for awhile. He may confess, if pressed, that he’s nervous about what the kid(s)’ll be like, if they’ll like him or if he’ll be good enough for ‘em… Being a good parent is important to him and he just really, really wants to do this thing right… Hopefully, his s/o has some words of reassurance for him because he really is a great caretaker and that’s doubtless going to extend to his kids, too!

Pyre (Underfell Papyrus): Will greet the news almost hilariously professionally, might congratulate his partner on the pregnancy as if he had nothing to do with it with a phrase like, “AH, EXCELLENT,” or, “GOOD WORK.” It’s not that he’s not excited about it, he just has no idea what he’s supposed to say but still wants his s/o to know that he’s on board. Honestly, it probably hasn’t sunken in all the way yet that he’s gonna be a dad soon, but he’ll get there! Probably not until the last trimester, but it won’t change a thing, he honors his commitments and a new little one in the family for him to take care of and look out for is very welcome!

Mal (Swapfell Sans): Starts internally panicking. May externally sweat a little and…need to go get some air. Much like Sky, parenting his little brother had a whole host of unique challenges that Mal wasn’t ready to face as a teen/young adult. He blames himself for a lot of the anxiety and self-esteem issues that Rus struggles with, but the timing and the situation kinda gave him an out: maybe he’s a terrible parent, or maybe Rus was just a unique kid and Mal was barely more than a kid himself and they lived in a shitty, violent world. Having a kid of his own, as an adult on the peaceful surface is what he feels is going to finally answer that question for sure and he’s…honestly a little terrified that the answer is going to turn out to be the former. His s/o is going to have to be patient with him and reassure him a lot that he’ll do fine…and also be understanding of the times he has to go clear his head and just breathe for awhile until this kid is actually there.

Rus (Swapfell Papyrus): Also nervous and a lot less composed about it. He was already doing it before the pregnancy was confirmed, but after, he’s going to be asking for a lot of reassurance from his s/o. Stuff like, ‘do you really think i can do this?’ and, ‘this is…this is gonna be good, right?’ He’s another one who isn’t ever quite going to feel like he’s got his life together and it’s one thing when he’s a regular ol’ disaster, but it’s another if he’s a disaster of a dad. He wants to do right by his kids, but he just doesn’t know that he knows how. It’ll probably help him a lot for somebody– anybody, not even his s/o– to tell him that nobody knows what they’re doing with kids and as long as you love ‘em, ‘good enough’ usually is ‘good enough.’ Strangely, that makes him feel better about it, because love is definitely something he’s got in spades! Maybe this won’t be as much of a disaster as he thought…

Slate (Horrortale Sans): He’s so excited and happy, he’s probably going to swoop his s/o up into a hug and not put them down until they tell him he has to. He loves the idea of a happy family and his partner confirming their pregnancy is the first step on the road. Both before and after this, he’s working really hard on finding the most effective workarounds for his memory issues because that’s his biggest concern about being a dad– forgetting something important and it negatively affecting his kid in some way– but in that moment, he’s just really, really, really happy and all that love spills over onto his s/o because they’re the one who’s willing to do this thing with him. It’ll work out, he’s determined to be a good dad!

Papy (Horrortale Papyrus): Excited! Might cry, just a little bit, but he’ll rein it in, he knows this is just Step One on a long road before he and his s/o get to actually meet their baby! He’s already planning out their diet and setting up doctor’s appointments for them way in advance but he just! Wants to be prepared! Anything and everything he can do to ensure his s/o’s pregnancy goes smoothly will be done swiftly and efficiently because he couldn’t possibly allow anything less!

#anonymous #headcanons #undertale #sans/reader #papyrus/reader #sans #papyrus #underswap #us!sans #us!papyrus #underfell #uf!sans #uf!papyrus #swapfell/fellswap #sf!sans #sf!papyrus #horrortale #ht!sans #ht!papyrus

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cosmoknightchaos · 2 years

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Crashtale- Prologue: The Surface

Table of Contents: Here

I walk through the streets, the afternoon sun shining on my head. Monsters and humans walking next to each other, talking, being around each other. It's a beautiful sight, seeing all the monsters out of the underground. Even after two months it still gives me happiness. I have one hand in my pocket, holding on to the container. It has some food and a few bars of chocolate I managed to sneak in.

"Hey, kid. It's been a while. You've been busy lately, haven't you?" A voice behind me says, making me jump. I turn around. A short skeleton with a white shirt and black pants with a blue jacket tied around his waist had appeared behind me.

"SANS!" I yelled, hugging him. "It has been a while. It's great to see you again!"

"Geez kid, you have a strong hug. Great to see you too." He looked up at the sun. "Boy, it's really hot out today, isn't it?"

"Yeah, it i- Wait a minute! You're a skeleton! You can't feel temperatures!"

Sans chuckled. "Tibia honest, I thought you wouldn't notice."

"Oh my gosh," I groan, exasperated, but I still smile anyways. We walked down the street.

"So, how's it going? Being the Ambassador and all."

"Good. Peace has been made, the monsters are free, everything's perfect."

"That's nice."

"It is. How's Papyrus?"

"Oh, he's being as great as ever. Remember those cooking lessons you recommended? He's doing those now, and his food is really improving."

"Wow! I'll have to come over at some point to test it."

"How about tonight? I don't have plans."

"Sure! I'll ask mom." I grab my phone and find Toriel's number. I call her. "Hey mom, Sans was wondering if I could come over for dinner tonight. I'd go over there after hanging out with MK. Can I?"

"Sure, my child." She responded. "Just be home at 8:30. And no drinking a full bottle of ketchup again."

"Sounds good! Love you!" I hang up and give Sans a thumbs up.

"Great. I'll go tell Papyrus. See you tonight." Sans teleports away and I put my phone back in my pocket. I feel the container in there and remember why I was walking in the first place.

"Oh no..." I pull out my phone to check the time. "Shoot. I'm late." I run down the street towards Mount Ebott. I get there out of breath in a few minutes.

"Geez, what took you so long?" I hear a voice ask. I look up as a ghost with brown hair, calm brown eyes, a green and yellow striped shirt, and black pants, appears in front of me.

"Sorry..." I pant. "Got distracted..."

"What was it this time." They say, rolling their eyes, but smiling.

"Sans invited me over for dinner to try Papyrus' cooking. He said it's improving."

"That's good to hear. Maybe now it won't taste like trash."

"Chara! Be nice."

"You know I'm joking."

I do. Despite the fact Chara mocks Papyrus for his... not the best cooking, they really like him. But I glare at them anyways. "Yes, but it's still not nice."

"Okay. That was mean and I shouldn't have said it, I apologize. So did you bring food."

"Of course." I pull out the container and hand Chara a chocolate bar. Their face lights up and they eat it.

"Yum! My favorite! Thanks Frisk!"

I smile and pull out a sandwich. I eat it slowly, while Chara consumes their chocolate bar at the speed of light, then asks for another. I give them another but warn them it's their last one. They eat it slowly.

We sit in silence, enjoying the food, sun, and each other's company. It's kind of a thing we do now. After we completed the run that set the monsters free, Chara had enough Determination to not live off mine. They asked if they could stay in the mountain. I didn't know why until later, but I agreed, since they wanted it so badly. They told me to visit, and so it's a thing now. I come with lunch and chocolate twice a week, Chara and I eat, talk, laugh, do what normal humans would, despite the fact Chara is a ghost.

"Hey, Frisk, I was wondering..."

"Yeah?"

"Could I go into the city again with you at some point? It was really fun the first time."

"Sure! I would love that!"

"Great! Thanks! I was thinking tomorrow or in a few days?"

"I have some work to do tomorrow, but the day after should be good."

"Alright!" They grinned. "That's gonna be fun! We can go play at the park, explore some more..."

"Go talk to Mom and Dad..." I add. Chara freezes up and gives me a look full of so many emotions I can't read it.

"Frisk, we talked about this!"

"I know. I just wanted to see your reaction." I giggle. Chara frowns, but I can tell they're trying to not laugh. We're silent for a moment more.

"Chara!" A voice yells. "Chara, where are-"

I turn around. A yellow flower is sitting right behind us.

"Hello Flowey," I grin. Flowey looks at me, his expression one of both annoyance and panic.

"No," He said, leaning away from me.

"Yes," I say, standing up. I then leap at him, trying to catch him in a hug. He ducks into the ground and I faceplant in the dirt. I hear both him and Chara laughing.

"Frisk, you okay?"

"Yeah, yeah..." I get up. Flowey had popped up next to Chara, where I was sitting. He's giving me a smirk.

"You idiot. You really thought that would work?"

"Honestly? No. I was just distracting you."

"Wha-"

Chara grabbed him around the stem, holding him in place. How this works, with Chara being a ghost, don't ask me. I don't know. I approached Flowey again, then leaned down and hugged him. He groaned, but after a moment, I felt two vines wrap around me. Flowey hugging me back.

"Adorable," Chara whispered.

"SHUT UP!" Flowey hollered, pulling away and disappearing into the dirt only to reappear on the other side of Chara. "That never happened."

"It certainly did," I whispered to Chara. They nodded.

"Soooo, Azzy, what would you think about coming with Frisk and I to the city in a few days? We could explore, play around, maybe visit Mom and Dad."

"Absolutely not, that's an awful idea," Flowey said, grabbing some food from my container with a vine, just for show, since I know he wouldn't actually eat it. He hates all food except chocolate, cinnamon, and sunlight.

"Oh come on. It's not that bad, is it?"

"Has it slipped your mind that the last time I was in a populated area I murdered everyone there?"

Chara gave him a really confused look.

"Chara. You were there. I stole the Human Souls along with pretty much the entire Underground's and became a god."

"Ohhhh, right."

I snorted. "Well, that was a while ago. You've changed, Flowey. You can actually resist the urge to kill someone now."

"Don't give me the 'You've changed' sh-"

"WOAH LANGUAGE!"

"-t, Frisk. I'm literally an emotionless flower."

"An emotionless flower who's made friends!"

"You two don't count as friends."

"Because you see us as siblings," Chara said, stopping me from making a sassy comment.

"Yeah, because technically we are."

"He didn't deny it."

"He did not." I smile and get up to get my stolen food back from Flowey. He pulls it away right as I go for it, making me trip and fall again.

"Oh? You want this?"

I don't respond, and simply allow myself to lie on the floor.

"...Frisk? Are you okay?"

I let out a groan muffled by the dirt.

"Gonna take that as a yes." Chara somehow helped me to my feet and gave me the food Flowey had stolen. "Here."

I look over at Flowey. He was glaring at Chara and I.

"Hey, it's their food. We wouldn't have it if it wasn't for them."

"Correct," I say, observing the food and deciding I didn't want it. I put it back in the container. I then notice Flowey has moved over to be by me, and he looked bothered by something. "Hey, Flowey. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm..." He trailed off, then sighed. "No. Something's been on my mind lately. I feel like... I dunno, something just..."

He trails off and we're both silent for a moment.

"...Just promise me you'll keep your word."

"Have I ever given you reason to doubt me?"

Flowey doesn't respond, but looks more troubled.

"Okay, okay. I promise. I feel the same, I don't know what I'd do if I broke it..."

"What are you two whispering about over there?" Chara said, floating over.

"How we're going to take over the city," Flowey deadpanned. "And how you're not going to help."

Chara gave us a genuinely offended look. "World domination? Without my help? Azzy, how could you?"

I laugh and Flowey cracks a small grin.

"Okay but are you ever going to tell me that promise you keep whispering about. Come on guys, you can trust me."

"Gosh, 'you can trust me'? Where have I heard that before? Oh yeah, the night you got us both killed."

"Dude."

Flowey starts to speak, but is stopped by my phone dinging. I check it and see I've gotten a message from MK. "Oh geez, I forgot, MK invited me to play soccer with his friends! I gotta get going."

Chara gave me a pouty face. "But Friiiiiiiiisk-"

"Good riddance," Flowey cut them off. "Don't come back, Frisk."

"What my brother means to say is come back as soon as possible, and bring more chocolate."

I nod. "Great, I should be open tomorrow or the the day after, depending on my ambassador work. So I'll see you guys then, and I'll bring more-" I put my hand in my pocket and realize it's empty- the two other chocolate bars in there are gone. "CHARA!"

"What?" They snickered.

"Where's my chocolate bars?"

"No idea," Flowey said, taking a bite out of one.

"HEY!"

He gave me a condescending look. "What, you weren't going to eat it."

"Azzy, that's not nice."

"Yeah! If you wanted some, you should have asked!"

"No I mean it wasn't nice for him to not give me it." Chara pounced on Flowey, grabbing the chocolate. "Haha!"

"Hey! It's mine, I stole it fair and square!"

Laughing, Chara ran back into the mountain. Flowey rolled his eyes, then popped into the ground, presumably to chase them. I smile, then start heading down the mountain. I've got a few more things to do before the day ends.

#Yooo.... here we go #Frisk #Chara #Flowey #Sans #Papyrus #Toriel #Monster Kid #Undertale #Utov #Utau #Crashverse #Crashtale #Marci's Stories

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ask-serious-sans · 6 years

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The skele brothers (choose some aus if you want) have a friend, a girl who loves to draw, but they don't know. Until they find her sketchbook, and it's filled with pictures of the skeleton, many portraying him as a hero. Some with glowing magical wings, others where he simply comforts a shadowy human form. They are amazingly drawn, but many of them make the skeleton blush. One picture, that looks like it is still in progress, its a picture of her kissing the skeleton. The skele looks up and...

UT, MT, and DT :) And I absolutely love this prompt ‘cause I love drawing! I changed the prompt slightly for a few of them- just so the skele already knew the reader loved drawing, but had never seen any of her drawings before- but other than that left it as intact as possible. I might have gone overboard with the UT Sans one don’t mind me

UT SansSans happened to see your sketchbook on the couch one day while you were making cookies in the kitchen with Papyrus. Sans knew you took the sketchbook with you everywhere, and loved drawing in it, but you’d never actually shown him any of your drawings. Curious, he decided to look at just a few of your drawings, and opened the sketchbook to a random page. The first picture he saw was, to his surprise, of him. While you both hung out together a lot, he never would have expected you to draw him. The picture looked amazing, and Sans was a bit shocked by how cool he looked in it. Wasn’t being cool Papyrus’s job? Sans was a bit flattered nonetheless that you’d clearly spent do much time on a drawing of him, and smiled to himself as he turned the page of the sketchbook.Only to find another picture of him, this time with glowing, magical wings. Sans laughed internally; you had quite an imagination. Turning the page again, he found yet another drawing of himself, confronting a shadowy human form. The pictures on the following pages were all of him, and each one made him look increasingly more heroic than the last. Sans couldn’t believe you’d drawn so many pictures of him- weren’t there plenty more interesting subjects you could draw pictures of? Regardless… his smile grew with each image he saw. Did you really think of him as a hero, like these drawings portrayed? Surely Papyrus was a better fit for that role. Even so, he felt happy, seeing the drawings. Maybe someday, he would have the courage to ask you if the pictures represented how you saw him.Then he turned the page again, and his non-existent breath caught in his throat. While the drawing was clearly unfinished, he could tell what it was supposed to be. You and him… kissing. A blue blush appeared on his face, and he looked up quickly when he heard you announce, “The cookies are ready, Sans-Sans?”You were standing in the doorway of the room, holding a plate of freshly baked cookies. Sans hastily closed the sketchbook and set it back on the couch where he’d found it, trying to clear his face of the tell-tale blush. “h-heya, kid,” he said, internally wincing at his stammering.Based on the blush and the stammer, it wouldn’t be hard to tell he’d been looking through your sketchbook, even if you hadn’t seen him putting it back on the couch. “So, uh… You saw the drawings?” It was more of a statement than a question. No point beating around the bush.“y-yeah, they’re really good!” Sans replied, recalling how detailed each drawing had looked.“Really?” you asked, smiling. You loved drawing, but had always been a bit self-conscious about your pictures.“yep! they’re incredible. but… they made me seem so heroic…” Sans said.“W-well you are!” you exclaimed.“c'mon, kid, there’s no way-” Sans began, only to be interrupted by you.“I don’t joke about my drawings!”“even the last one?”“What are you-” Oh. Oh. Well shoot.

UT PapyrusPapyrus was walking around the room, waiting for you to finish some homework. At some point, he came across a sketchbook. Curious, he picked it up, having not even known you had a sketchbook. What kinds of drawings had you made? Papyrus started flipping through the sketchbook, and quickly discovered the drawings were all of him. And he looked so heroic and magnificent in them! They truly captured the essence of the Great Papyrus!Papyrus nodded in approval as he looked through pictures of him confronting shadowy figures, possessing magical wings, and a variety of other inspiring scenes. Papyrus was about to speak up, to tell you what an incredible artist you were, when he turned the next page of the sketchbook, and his jaw dropped.The last drawing was a work in progress, but it was quite obviously two people kissing. And those two people were you and him. A blush formed on his cheekbones immediately.“Finished!” You announced, closing the textbook you’d been reading out of loudly. Papyrus jumped almost a foot in the air at the sudden noise.“NYEH HEH HEH, EXCELLENT!” Papyrus replied, trying to hide the sketchbook so you wouldn’t realize he’d seen it.“Is that my sketchbook?” you asked, noticing him not so successfully hiding it behind his back.“NO….” Papyrus said, but when you raised your eyebrow he handed it to you with a sigh. “YES…”You took the sketchbook back. “So, what did you think? Did they do the Great Papyrus justice?”“OF COURSE!” Papyrus agreed immediately. “I FEEL VERY HONORED!”

MT SansSans had occasionally caught you drawing in a sketchbook, but you’d never actually shown him any of your drawings. Though he wondered what you drew, he never asked, figuring you would show him the drawings when you were ready. That didn’t mean he wasn’t curious, though. So, when he saw the sketchbook unattended one day, he picked it up, figuring it wouldn’t hurt to look at a couple of drawings.Sans was blown away after seeing just the first drawing. Was that really him? Turning the pages revealed it was. Picture after picture of him facing shadowy figures, sometimes multiple at once. While he did indeed fight on a regular basis- that kind of went with being in the mafia, after all- he doubted he looked this awesome at the time. Regardless, he felt happy, knowing you actually wanted to draw him. When there were so many other things you could be drawing, you chose to draw him. It was surprising, really. To him, at least.And so he found himself flipping through the entire sketchbook, his smile growing with each heroic image of himself. Sans never would have imagined anyone drawing pictures of him, a member of a mafia of all things, as a hero. Then, he came across a drawing that was unfinished. Sans quickly recognized the subjects, though- it was you and him. Kissing.A bright blue blush appeared on his face at the instant he realized this, and he quickly closed the sketchbook, trying to get rid of the blush before you returned--Too late. “Hey, Sans, what’s up?” you asked, walking over.“heya, kid.” Sans replied, somehow managing not to stutter.“Oh, you found my sketchbook, huh?” you said, figuring sooner or later he was going to find out about it. After all, you were almost always drawing when you had free time. You were actually surprised he hadn’t found it sooner.“yep.” Sans agreed, handing the sketchbook back to you, and hoping his blush wasn’t as obvious as it probably was.“What did you think?” you inquired, nervously. You’d never shown anyone your drawings before.“heh, i think you’re talented kid. i mean, you can make me look cool. that’s quite a feat.”“Oh come on, Sans! You are cool!”“i dunno, kid.” Sans shrugged, before muttering under his breath, “but i’m glad you think so…”“Huh? What did you say?”“nothing, kid. wanna go to grillby’s?”

MT PapyrusPapyrus was surprised to find a sketchbook on the table one day when he came to hang out with you. While you’d never expressed an interest in drawing, he was sure you were excellent at it, and he decided to look at a few of your drawings so he would have undeniable proof if you ever tried to suggest otherwise.Papyrus was excited to see the first picture he looked at was of him. And he looked so heroic! Facing off against shadowy figures in a pose fitting for someone as cool as him! Papyrus turned the page and found another drawing of him, this time with majestic-looking wings. Papyrus grinned as he continued looking through the sketchbook and found drawing after drawing of himself, each making him look heroic and cool.Papyrus was about to go looking for you and ask why you’d been hiding such obvious talent when he turned the page and found an in-progress drawing of yourself and him kissing. A blush formed on his cheekbones immediately.“Hey, Papyrus!” you called, entering the room.“HELLO!” Papyrus said quickly, hastily flipping back a few pages to one of the drawings of him posing heroically.“What'cha got there?” you asked, walking over to see him holding your sketchbook. Initially you were worried, but when you saw it open to one of the pictures of him posing, you were relieved. “So, what do you think?”“THEY’RE INCREDIBLE! YOU’RE VERY TALENTED!” Papyrus replied, hoping to hide the small lingering blush on his face by proclaiming how skilled you were.

DT SansSans hadn’t known about your love of drawing before he found a sketchbook in your house one day when he came to visit you. Curiosity led him to pick it up and start looking through it. The first drawing was of him dancing. Sans smiled, the drawing was incredibly detailed and realistic. It was clear you’d spent a long time working on it. The fact you’d chosen to draw him made him feel happy; there were so many other things you could have drawn, and you’d chosen him as the subject.Sans turned the page of the sketchbook, and saw another picture of him, this time with really cool looking wings. Sans grinned, feeling both honored and shocked you’d chosen to draw him again. The rest of the drawings were all of him as well, facing shadowy figures or dancing. Sans felt an overwhelming feeling of happiness that grew as he flipped through the sketchbook. Then, he reached a drawing that was still in progress.Sans soon realized the drawing was of you and him kissing. At first he was unable to think, surprised by the unexpectedness of the drawing, but a blue blush appeared on his face regardless. When he’d recovered enough to think again, he looked up from the drawing, hearing footsteps.“Hey Sans!” you entered the room, smiling before you registered that he was holding your sketchbook. And judging by his blush, he’d seen your latest work-in-progress drawing. Instantly, you were blushing just as much as he was. “U-um, I can explain!”“don’t sweat it, kid,” Sans grinned. “they’re really good.”You were relieved, it seemed like he wasn’t going to ask about the drawing. “You really think so?”“yeah. especially the last one.”Dang it, Sans…

DT PapyrusPapyrus was surprised to find a sketchbook one day when you’d left to return to your house after hanging out with him for awhile. It certainly wasn’t his, so it must have been yours, although he’d never seen you drawing before. At first he planned to run after you to return it, but… curiosity killed the cat. Papyrus opened the sketchbook.The first drawing was of him in a heroic pose, and Papyrus’ expression lit up. You were an incredible artist, and he didn’t just think that because he was so flattered by the fact you’d drawn him. The next drawing was of him with glowing wings, and impressed him just as much as the first one. Soon, Papyrus was flipping through the sketchbook, his smile growing with each drawing he saw. They were all of him, and he looked so cool in them!Eventually, he came across an unfinished drawing, but even though it was unfinished he could tell that it was of you and him. Kissing. An enormous blush appeared on his face.Then, the door opened. “Sorry, I think I left something-” you spoke, but cut yourself off when you saw he was holding your missing sketchbook.“YOU DIDN’T TELL ME YOU WERE SUCH A TALENTED ARTIST!” Papyrus exclaimed, looking up from the sketchbook.“O-oh, well, I-I don’t know about that…” you replied, blushing slightly at the compliment.“OF COURSE YOU ARE!” Papyrus stated, determined to ensure you realized how talented you were. When you realized he wasn’t going to take no for an answer, you just laughed and accepted the compliments.

#ask serious sans #undertale sans #undertale papyrus #mobtale sans #mobtale papyrus #dancetale sans #dancetale papyrus #is this how you flirt? idk lol #but hey i tried #i am legitimately surprised with myself honestly #this is like the closest thing to romance i've ever successfully written in my life #im being completely serious right now

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Interlude: Winter pt. 1

December 24th, 20XX

"Uh-oh! Alphys and Sans are under the mistletoe!"

"W-w-what?!"

"C'mon Sans, give her a little smooch on the cheek!"

The snow was lightly falling for the first time in a long time. It wasn't real snow, but Dr. Gaster made due with what he had, he gave the monsters of the Underground a very unique and special Christmas present that year. And of course, with all the merriment there was sure to be a few laughs, some jokes and teasing, and joy all around. Presents were exchanged among friends, and food and good company were all to be had. Essentially, this was the very first Christmas Party the kingdom ever had.

So naturally, Undyne took it upon herself to welcome a few new knights into the ranks of the Royal Guard, a ceremony in which everyone saw and congratulated the men and women.

One young man in particular, she'd saved for last. This young man had worked hard, had never complained even once during all of the training regime to be knighted, and had told her the very first day they met that he would do anything in his power to earn his place in the Royal Guard. As he knelt down in front of Asgore to be properly knighted, she watched. She wanted to see if he'd do anything like when they first met two years prior. For a few moments, she thought he'd completely forgotten their meeting, until right towards the end of his inception, he lifted his head just enough to look at her and smile. Almost as if he was telling her, "I told you I would." with his eye.

"O-oh, Cloak!"

"Huh?" He turned around at the sound of his own name, he'd gotten lost in his own thoughts watching the snow falling outside.

Alphys walked up to him and fixed his tie. "S-sorry, that was bugging me. Y-you should've a-asked for help!"

He rubbed his neck sheepishly. "Sorry, I only know how to set up armor, not tie a bowtie."

"Well you never really want those things to /tie/ you down, right?"

"Come on Sans!" Cloak said, laughing a bit. Then, he knelt down a bit to talk in a quieter tone. "How's Papyrus doing?"

"He's making spaghetti for everyone, says he'll keep trying till he gets in." Sans replied. "Don't worry kid, I'll keep an eyesocket on him."

"Cloak? A-aren't you gonna talk to Undyne?" Alphys asked in a quite tone. He shook his head in response. "Wh-why not?!"

Cloak smiled a bit. "Left her a present with a note in the tree. She can come find me after she opens it." He said, standing up. "I've never seen snow before, unlike some of you, so I'm going out to see it for a while."

"Cloak! Do not forget your coat!" Asgore called.

Chuckling, he grabbed his jacket off the hanger by the door, nodded to Sans and Alphys, and stepped outside.

- - - -

Undyne,

I swear I've tried to write this about 100 times, maybe even more. As we both know, words aren't as important as actions. So instead of writing what I want to say, come meet me in Waterfall after you open your present.

Merry Christmas, Cloak

- - - -

He took a deep breath, sitting on the dock at Waterfall, just relaxing from all the extra chaos of the Christmas Party.

"Armor polish? Really?"

He laughed a bit, looking behind him. "What? You were expecting something bigger?" He joked.

She rolled her eyes, sitting down next to him. In her casual attire, she looked even more beautiful to him than usual. "I don't know what you want to tell me, but I wanna say something first." She said, sternly. Then she rubbed her neck nervously. "Ask. I meant ask. I wanna ask you something."

He looked at her. "Go ahead, it's just us two anyways. Everyone else is at New Home."

"Your real name...is it really Cloak? Or is uh..is that what you named yourself?" Undyne asked, mentally beating herself up for chickening out of what she really wanted to ask.

"Believe it or not, my name was supposed to be Clark."

"Wait what?!"

He laughed a bit. "My old man, he was drunk all the time. Even when I was born. When they asked him what my name was, he slurred his words and called me Cloak instead of what he and my mother agreed on." He started. "It stuck with me, my mother never got to fix it before she died. I don't think she wanted to either, he was probably really happy he got to tell them my name when I was born, then disappointed he messed it up before she told him it was fine. Or something like that." His eyes turned to the flowing waterfall in front of them as he spoke. "When he wasn't drunk, he was sleeping. When he was drunk, 99% of the time he was out for blood. Wasn't exactly the best upbringing, but it was how I grew up."

"And your mother? How did she..?" Undyne asked in a softer tone. She found herself interested in learning more from her unexpected question.

"She was pushed off a cliff, I never found out who did it but...they got her and the guy she was with." He reaponded. "I think he really made her happy. Maybe she just had enough of trying to keep my father sober. Or..maybe she was tired of dealing with both of us. Dunno."

Undyne was silent for a few moments, as was Cloak, before he spoke again. "Yeah, I lived on the surface. But I never saw snow. I came down here with everyone else so I would be safe, Asgore took me in when he and his wife split. That's my mysterious origin story the rest of the new guard was gossiping about."

"I...wow. You had it worse then." Undyne tried joking to lighten the mood, but she did have a newfound respect for Cloak that she didn't have before. She also found that sense of relief she didn't think she had, when he started laughing at her joke. After a moment or two, she started laughing herself.

He looked back at her after they'd calmed down. "Look, I uh...Um." He started, suddenly finding himself nervous. He rubbed his neck.

"Hey."

"Wha-?" He started, looking back at her to be interrupted by her lips meeting his. The kiss lasted a moment, but it left the nost memorable impression on him. She smirked, standing up. "I already know, meet me later at my house. No exceptions, got it?!"

He nodded. "Y-yeah.."

"And uh... Don't tell anyone. 'Kay? Not right now."

"S-sure.."

And that was how it all began for the two. And needless to say, no, Undyne did not spend Christmas Day alone that year.

~ ~ ~ ~

(All art used belongs to their respective artists!)

#undertale #toriel #sans #undyne #alphys #frisk #asriel #fanfiction #mettaton #papyrus #asgore #chara #cloak #dimensions #sorry #im late

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I'm sorry in advance for the really unhappy ask but what would the ut/us/uf bros do if in the middle of the night they got a call or text from their s/o saying something along the lines of "if you don't hear from me at all by this time tomorrow, I probably ended up killing myself, I'm sorry" (again I'm really really sorry for this but things are really bad on my end and idk I need something like this rn)

I agree life sucks sometimes. If you ever want to talk please message me. We can even talk like this if you want, with you on anon. I hope this helps.

Btw never feel sorry, if you need something like this tell me and I will get on it asap!

Undertale

Sans: Had been out for a walk when the call came through. When he hears the tone in your voice he knows what you are going to say he knows because he has been down that road. His concern is to keep you on the line while he shortcuts everywhere looking for you. He manages to find you right after you hung up on him. He does the best he can to change your mind.

Papyrus: His phone died so he notices your absence long before he read the message. He goes out took look for you but he always returns home. He is convinced that the next time he walks through the front door he will see you asleep on the couch. When he finally does see the message he tries to call you when that doesn’t work he gets Sans, Alphys, and Undyne to help look for you.

Underfell

Red: OH HELL NO! The second he gets that text he is shortcutting to every place he can think that you might be. You are the one truly good thing in his life and he is not letting you go. When he does find you, and he will find you, he is so worked up. His hands are shaking, tears are falling and he is trying to pull himself together. But the bottom line is that you aren’t going anywhere.

Boss: At first he thinks you just joking. It is a terribly cruel joke but a joke all the same. He wastes a few hours like that, just going on with his night as if nothing was wrong. But then he notices he hasn’t run into you in a few hours. He finds himself actively looking for you. Then he tries calling you. He calls you over and over again. Will you pick up?

Underswap

Blueberry: Didn’t see it until morning. He checks the timestamp and waits. He goes through his day doing his best to act normal. But inside it is killing him. About an hour before the time is up he calls everyone and tells them what happened. Now everyone is looking for you. What are they going to find?

Stretch: Was asleep when you called but the noise woke him up. He can’t really understand what you are saying in fact when you hang up he almost goes back to sleep. But something about your tone keeps nagging at him. The what you said finally registers and he is wide awake. He tries calling you every 10 minutes and his blunt never leaves his lips. Not until you walk through that door. Please walk through the door.

#undertale #undertale headcanon #sans #papyrus #underfell #underfell headcanon #red #boss #underswap #underswap headcanon #blueberry #stretch

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Aww!!! that Papyrus x Male reader was so cute!!! could we just have some sans x male reader angst? I don't really have anything to recommend, but i like angst! you're very talented by the way!

Anonymous: Could we have some Sans x Reader angst? thanks

Two asks for angst! This one took me a little while, I had to really work on what I wanted to do. It helped listening to sad winter gothic music, especially lullabies. It’s an idea I’ve been trying to work out, and I feel like it’s really helping me with WKYH and CtY. Thanks so much for the requests, and I hope you enjoy! (Let’s hope I didn’t rush this one…)

You weren’t sure how much more of this you could take.

“C’mon, Tempy,” you whispered, bouncing the small skeleton as you held him. The baby still sniffled, tears fresh on his face. “Just go to sleep…” He didn’t. He kept crying. You sighed, sitting down, humming softly - you couldn’t carry a tune to save your life, but it would have to work for now.

Not for the first time, you thought about how well Sans could hold a tune. You’d heard him sing, hum, all that jazz (ha, music pun), and he was great at it. You couldn’t help but think how much… better at this he would be.

You sighed again, patting Tempus on the back, hushing him softly. You yawned, rubbing your eyes as you glanced at the time. 6 o’clock. You had to be at work in less than 2 hours. You were a notetaker at the local college, getting paid for every class you took notes on. You had a full schedule, and most of the students on campus knew you as that one guy who was basically like a student, but not at the same time. You got a free education on the classes, and all you had to do was take endless notes. As you only got paid for the notes you took and turned in, you had to take as many classes as you could, including the night classes that lasted until 10. Some days, you could take off early and enjoy some time at home, but…

Tempus let out a particularly loud wail, forcing you back to the present. You groaned softly. At this rate, he was going to wake-

“babe?”

You turned to the doorway, instantly smiling as best you could, despite the severe exhaustion tugging at you. “Sans? What’re you doing up?”

He rubbed his skull under his eyes, mirroring your actions from earlier. You took him in, basketball shorts and faded tank top and all. He seemed tired, though far more awake than you were. There was that, at least, he had work in the morning too. “heard the kid. he’s got a good set of lungs, for a skeleton.”

You nodded, not quite laughing at the joke. Had you been in better spirits, maybe you could have, but… You looked at Tempus, hearing his crying as it started to settle down again, knowing that in a few short moments he would be sobbing like he was dying. That was the cycle you had come to know.

“here, lemmie,” Sans said, striding forward.

You unconsciously shied away, causing Sans to raise a brow. “I’ve got it,” you said quickly. “You should go back to sleep, you need to be up soon.”

“so do you,” Sans said with a frown.

“Better that only one of us is sleep deprived, then,” you said, gently bouncing Tempus. He was settling down, you had this, you knew you did. You could do this yourself, you thought with another yawn.

Sans’s frown only grew. “how long have you been up?”

“Not that long. It’s nothing, real-”

“how long?”

You sighed, looking away from him, a little angry. “Just about 2 hours or so.” Closer to 3, really, but you weren’t about to admit that.

Sans seemed surprised by your answer. “two hours? that means you’ve hardly had any sleep, and you’ve gotta be up at the same time as me.” His eyes hardened with a determined look. “give me the kid.”

“I’ve got it, Sans,” you said, your voice raising ever so slightly.

“clearly, you don’t.”

“I can handle a baby, Sans-”

“he’s gonna cry all night, just get some rest, for pete’s sake-”

“Stop trying to be better than me!” You finally snapped at him, glaring. He looked taken aback by the sudden rise in volume, as well as the harshness of your tone.

Unfortunately, so was Tempus.

You winced as he started crying again, instantly going back to him. “Shh shh, nono, it’s okay, sweetheart…” You hummed ineffectively, out of tune as usual. You could handle this, you could handle this, it was just a little bit of frustration, you could-

The baby was covered in a cool blue glow, much to both of your surprise; it’s enough to stun him into silence, if for a few moments. You watched as the baby drifted from your hands to Sans’s, your boyfriend’s eye lit with magic. “shh… c’mere, temp, come to papa. let dad sleep.” He started rocking Tempus in his magic, whispering in that low voice of his. Tempus relaxed almost instantly in the blue hold.

You opened your mouth to make a comment about safety, about how rude it was to take the baby like that, about how frustrating this was… but you couldn’t find the words for your argument. It died on your lips. You shut your mouth, flushing lightly from anger. Sans noticed, of course, glancing your way as the light slowly died in his eyes. He held onto Tempus gently, still rocking the now sleepy looking skeleton. “go to bed. i’ll be there soon.”

“I’m sure you will,” you said coolly, walking past him in a huff. You heard no response back. Figures. You made your way back to the bedroom down the hall, sitting on your side of the bed. You ran a hand through your short hair, trying to let out your frustration somehow, but it wasn’t working. You were just…

You were so fucking tired.

You and Sans both agreed to have Tempus. At first, you had thought it would be impossible, that you and Sans having children would only happen through adoption. But Sans, that glorious monster that he was, he showed you how it all worked, how monsters have children, and you had never loved him more. You still weren’t sure you understood entirely how it all happened, but it had, and Tempus had been born.

Those days had been a blur. Crib built, stars painted on the ceiling in night-light paint to shine at night. You had been lovestruck and doey eyed for days.

But then the crying had started. The bills - who knew baby skeletons got so hungry - began to pile up. You started taking longer hours. So did Sans. You saw Tempus less and less as “Uncle” Papyrus, ever the optimist, took over babysitting through the day. The only times you really saw your baby were your days off, and the wee hours of the night, when he would start crying.

It was a headache. It was miserable work, and you had known it would be.

You just hadn’t expected yourself to be so bad at it.

Sans knew how to take care of a baby skeleton. He’d done it once before, after all. Left orphaned with a baby brother, Sans had grown up knowing exactly what to do. He could put Tempus to sleep easily, he could make the baby laugh, he had this… bond with him that you…

Didn’t.

You knew it was wrong to be jealous. Hell, it was absolutely ridiculous, you were jealous of your boyfriend for being closer to your son than you were. But it was still there! You couldn’t just shake it away. Everything Sans could do with him, you seemed to fail at. You had to work so hard to get Tempus to sleep, you rarely got to see your son laugh because you were always working…

At this rate, how much more would you miss out on? Sans would get his first word. Papyrus would get his first steps. Soon enough, he would go to school, he would have his first kiss, your son would grow up and you would miss it all because you just couldn’t be the person you wanted to be for him.

You rubbed your eyes. You knew exactly what was wrong. What was missing here. You’d realized it days ago and it was the only reason you were trying so hard. Why you refused to wake Sans up when he was so much better at being a dad than you were. Why you stayed up for hours and hours to get your son to sleep. You had to make some sort of bond with him, because it would always be harder for you.

Because you’re a human.

And Humans and Monsters don’t work well together.

The Anti-Monsters groups had been shouting it since the barrier fell. You had never put stock in the bullshit they all said. Monsters are the devil, yeah right, look at Papyrus. Monsters will rape you, more like the other way around, perverts. But there was one thing that their arguments did have a basis in, one small truth that gave humans this idea of the right to put monsters down, to set them apart and beat them down.

Monsters were different.

You were different. Tempus latched onto Sans because Sans was his rightful parent - rightful monster parent.

You weren’t.

You held your head in your hands, trying to ignore that fact once more. You’d been ignoring it all week. Sans and you hadn’t been spending much time together recently, so of course, he hadn’t picked up on it. You didn’t want him to. Telling him that you were different just put into perspective everything the monster-hate groups had been saying. You didn’t want Sans to think you were some sort of racist or something, not after everything you had been through! You wanted to marry this man, goddamn it…

But after Tempus, after he sees you constantly failing and failing and failing…

Why would he ever marry a human?

You slowly leaned back into the bed, watching the ceiling. You heard him singing softly to Tempus down the hallway.

By the time he got back to the room, you had passed out, exhaustion claiming its hold on you. He sighed, wondering what was wrong with you. He wanted to help.

He just had to work out how.

He kissed your forehead, whispering “goodnight” softly before settling in beside you. He wrapped his arms around you in a gentle cuddle, trying to give you some sort of comfort through the night. As he fell asleep, he held that position.

He just had to help somehow.

That would have to do for now.

#Undertale #Requests #Prompt Fic #Ask Prompt #Fic Prompt #Ficlets #Anonymous #Anon #Asks #Reader/Sans #Male Reader/Sans #Angst #Baby

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