#Don't we just love Quantum physics (Headcannons ~ Sans)

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this is reposted as well, still gotta add vulture at some point! but i did add Ellie!, this’ll be further updated as new people join, still gotta do it for dream’s team

Nightmare: - Guardian of Negativity - Only true weakness is his brother’s magic - Calm, cool and collected, gives off a regal air - Axe’s nickname for him is Marshmallow - At least a thousand years old - LV 0 - 6′4

Killer: - Right hand to nightmare and defacto boss if nightmare is kidnapped or injured - Next host for the corruption in case of nightmare’s death - First one recruited and most sound of mind - Axe’s nickname for him is Cocoa   | - Mid 200′s - LV 26 - 5′4

Axe: - Best tracker and hunter of the group, He will find you - Functionally immortal due to his determination - Unstable but sweet, monster of few words - Everyone’s nickname for axe is Big guy, he loves it - LV 15 - 6′2

Dust & Paps (Phantom) - Third and Fourth recruited - Dust is shy and quiet, Mumbles to paps a lot - Semi-unstable but steady - Paps is a phantom visible to him and nightmare only but he is real - Axe’s nickname for him is Cinnabunny & Cream (For phantom) - Late hundreds - LV 20 - 4′6 

 Mulberry: - Fifth recruited - Stuttery and Anxious -Has bouts of depression but mentally sound - Doesn’t go on missions - Blood orange’s younger brother - Axe’s nickname for him is Mousami (reminds him of mouse/is sweet lemon) - Late hundreds - LV 1 - 5′1

Blood orange: @puzzlebones muse - Sixth recruited - Bad memory and muscle issues - Twitchy on good days, Aggressive on bad - Mulberry’s older brother - Axe’s nickname for him is Glaze - Age unknown - LV ??? - 6′9 (nice)

Balefire/Hot pocket: @spookyscientistskeleton ‘s muse - Seventh recruited - Assisted in genocide route with another dust sans - Only elemental currently in the group - Axe’s nickname for him is Hot pocket (Warm outside, Cold inside) - Age unknown - LV 20 (?) - Height unknown

Ellie: @hopeful-shining-soul ‘s muse - Eight recruited - Very sweet - Soul of hope - Can be just as feral as killer - Axe’s nickname for her is Cupcake (Her frilly dress looks like cupcake paper) - Age Twenty - LV 0 - 4′9

Draft/Ink: @draftink ‘s muse - Honorary member of Night’s team - Guardian of the Multiverse - Sometimes looks like a jack o’ lantern - Axe’s nickname for him is Mushroom (because he pops out of nowhere) - LV ??? - 5′3

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𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒊𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒔𝒐𝒏𝒈?’

list the songs that you most associate with your muse experiencing the listed emotions.

tagged by:  I stole it from @starredfame​ , Steal it from me if you haven’t drank water today

General Theme Song: On my Own

Every little thing that I've known is every thing I need to let go You're so much bigger than the world I've made So I surrender my soul I'm reaching out for your hope I lay my weapons down I'm ready for you now

Bonus Song: Song of waterfall

Hear these echoes, Left here in the darkness Vivid memories of sleepless nights And sadness, Nightmares haunt me What now lies before me?

Ambivalent Song: Renegade

Here, take a ticket, Welcome to my paradise But there's a price to pay When no one can Remember that they've died

I've watched a thousand times The sound of a burnt-out heartbeat

Here's all your reason You can throw it to the wind And I'd be lying to myself If I thought- "Now it's over!"

Angry Song: Take it out on me

So scream if you wanna, shout if you need Just let it go, take it out on me Fight if you need to, smash if it helps to Get control, take it out on me Scream if you wanna, shout if you need Just let it go, take it out on me Fight if you need to, smash if it helps to Get control

Paranoid Song: Rewind

No lyrics

Happy Song: I’m glad you came

The sun goes down The stars come out And all that counts Is here and now My universe will never be the same I'm glad you came

Blah Song: Anti-gravity

But we're anti-gravity lock down humanity Lightnin' insanity strikin' inside of me Whaoh Whaoh, It's the heartbeat of history Whaoh Whaoh, like lightnin' inside of me

Mischievous Song: Dogsong

LOUD DOG NOISES

Devastated Song: My demons (Acoustic)

I cannot stop this sickness taking over It takes control and drags me into nowhere I need your help, I can't fight this forever I know you're watching, I can feel you out there

Take me high and I'll sing Oh you make everything okay, okay, okay 'Kay, Okay, Okay We are one in the same Oh you take all of the pain away, away, away 'Way, away, away Save me if I become My demons

Longing Song: Constellation

It's 2 AM and I can't fall asleep 'Cause I'm not tired I'm thinkin' 'bout the days we used to shine When we were young I told you that we should start a band And reach for the sky It's 2 AM and I can't fall asleep I'm just not tired

I can hear the raindrops fallin' It's cold outside And I kind of feel like callin' But it's too late now I just miss you

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- Due to the fact sans is almost constantly consumed by the sense of existential dread and lack of control, his favorite way to start the day is screaming as loud and as hard as he can into his pillow before rolling out of bed and chugging two pots of coffee. Not cups. Pots, those are his good days and should be cherished.

- Gaster usually wakes up early to watch anime like the weeb he is, this is usually stuff recommended to him by alphys or his personal favorite rewatch. mew mew kissy cutie 2 before he eventually oozes out of bed to start work at the lab.

- He usually has a crab apple before taking a lava shower, Sometimes if he’s up extra early, he’ll go and visit shyren before work in waterfall but otherwise he sets up grillby’s for the day.

- A lot of the time it depends on the day, but she gets up early, Will go down to the door to greet her friend and tell puns for a little while then she’ll go and check for humans that may have fallen. If none have. Then she’ll tidy up the ruins, try to fix puzzles, etc.

- That would be implying his day ever really ends because the concept of sleep is foreign to papyrus most of the time, but if he does sleep, Usually it involves leaping out of his (closed) window at full speed and catapulting into the distant woods to re-calibrate puzzles, Only sometimes dragging sans along with him.

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A few rando misc HCs

Gaster was the creator of the soul containers, They were originally created to hold human and monster souls in a hope to prolong their lifespan and save 'fallen down' monsters, But this plan never came to fruition before the king's decree of killing the fallen humans was announced. He has a deep regret for what his creation was used for.

It's no wonder humans thinks they see 'cryptids', when the world they built their cities and homes on, is the last burial places of thousands of monsters who are said to live on in wherever their dust was scattered.

The war completely ruined a skeleton familial tradition of big families, Since they live so long, it wasn't uncommon for great, great grandparents to still be around for the youngest generation to get to know and meet. But now there's nothing.

Blue has undiagnosed bipolar in both verses, This is due to the fact he rarely has depressive episodes but very long lasting Mania (Easy to irritate, Jumpy, Decreased need for sleep/Food, doing risky things such as reckless sex when offered the chance to do so) which could be mistaken as the underground not having proper therapists or in the verse with swap dad. it simply being excused off as him being as excitable as his father is known to be.

While his depressive episodes can last upwards of a month when they do happen, this start showing up not long after he graduated high school (Or the underground equivalent)

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Send “📂“ for a random headcannon I have

Skeletons can in fact absorb the magic left behind by their partners after they have sex as long as their partner is another magical being (Sorry non-magical humans), This is 100% due to the fact their bodies are made entirely out of magic. Not all skeletons want to do this but most do because it gives them a little boost of energy depending on how much was left behind and the monster they were with (Boss monsters naturally give the most)

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Gaster’s cracks and droopy eye socket is from the same DT accident that pushed Sans’s stats to 1 and forced the judge ability to come to fruition within’ him, He was spared most of the damage because of sans’s quick action of throwing a magic shield up around him and he’s still eternally grateful though if a bit regretful he hadn’t been quicker on his feet.

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He takes his status as a boss monster very seriously and though the king may rule the kingdom, He considers himself snowdin’s protector, Providing warmth in the early days for homes when the core was an inconsistent mess. Support as the royals scrambled to get the underground settled and though it’s much more peaceful now, He takes this role even more seriously in a genocide run and personally guides all he can to evacuate. It’s likely only with the convincing of the many people he’s helped that he goes along to, Otherwise he’d likely be someone the human encounters on their path of murder.

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Headcannon post: Magic expression and a skeleton’s main flaw

Magical expression is to simply put how a monster’s individual species expresses their magic, It can be through their eyes, their hands, Purely from their souls and quite a few other places of their body or even outside objects should they be something a little more abstract. It’s one of those species commons that every monster shares because every monster has magic. No matter how weak it might be, Boss monsters use their hands and eyes, Ghosts use possession (Animate and Inanimate objects which are two different processes), Elementals speak for themselves in more ways then one, Though the most common is their mouth and their bodies even something as simple as a Moldsmal uses it’s body or soul to project it’s magic.

Every single monster species has more then one way to express their magic. That is, every monster species except skeletons.

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Skeletons are terrifyingly strong creatures, Often being viewed as Pseudo-boss monsters (When one isn’t born AS a boss monster of course), A species that naturally makes a lot of magic, This is magic that would normally be held up in other monsters to upkeep a more solid body but since skeletons don’t have that and naturally lack the same amount of everything other monsters do. They get a magical boost to make up for it.

It was this increase in magic that led to them being on the front lines during the war, Often paired up with elementals due to a skeletons inability to drown (Able to retrieve undamaged cores) and requiring a far higher burning point to scorch their bones, It was a perfect pairing. Able to defend and make use of their limited weak points but every monster had a weak point and skeletons were no exception, Skeletons only had one way of expressing their magic and that was through their eyes. A skeleton’s eye sockets are the most precious part of their body, Glowing bright with magic, Skeletons use their eye sockets to conduct their magic. Magic that is linked to every process a skeleton knows, It is how they live, It is how they thrive.

A skeleton uses their magic for just about everything you can think of but the biggest one is they use magic to regulate their emotions popularly known by skeletons as ‘eye glowing’, Able to glow a bunch of brilliant shades that flare a bunch of different colors (Especially useful in skeletons born with a ‘fixed’ expression who cannot readily express themselves) that represent different emotions, it is how they cry as their tears are made of magic due to the lack of tear ducts as is their eye lights so a skeleton with damaged eye sockets? they can’t use magic, It still runs inside of them on a internal circuit because of their souls so they can still eat/drink and don’t immediately dust but they are cut off from any outward expression of magic.

and a skeleton with no magic on the battlefield is a dead monster. It’s the reason so few skeletons survived the war since once humans realized they had such a major weakness, they took full advantage of it, Archers aimed for the eye sockets, Sword bearers focused all their effort on a skeletons skulls and of course mages tore havoc through skeleton battlers. It didn’t matter if the skeletons were elderly or children, eye sockets were shattered or damaged beyond repair. Often the skeletons were even left alive after their magic was eliminated because it was a rarity that they lived more then a few months back then, Either they went crazy from being unable to emote properly or they built up so much excess magic in their bodies that they couldn’t vent that they simply exploded.

This is something that thankfully doesn’t happen now, at least the exploding part but it still requires frequent visits to the hospital to have a soul drained of excess magic, leaving just enough for the monsters body to function, Something that usually last two weeks if their lucky before they have to go back in. Someone like sans has to go in weekly in his post game since he just makes to much magic. Though emotional trouble is still a issue, mostly kept under wrap because of a strong support system but it’s still something they are watching out for.

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@spookyscientistskeleton​ - 7 and 8 for Sans, 24 and 38 for Gaster, 42 and 44 for Yarn

7. What is the one thing people assume about you that you wish was true?

“That i always seem so happy, heh, it’s easy to think that way when you see me. Carefree jokester who likes messing with his little brother and never seems to be doing anything besides have fun, Fuck i wish it was true, maybe part of me is hoping if i fake it long enough that it’ll come true but i uh...y’know, Hasn’t worked for me so far.”

8. What is the one thing people assume about you that you wish wasn’t true?

“Aside from being known as the local alcoholic?, best person to drink with besides D.B?, cause look. I get it, i know i’m at the bar a lot, i know i’ve dissolved into some terrible, sobbing messes as i cry about the despair only i remember is coming only to eventually pass out and have to be carried home and i know drinking is a terrible way to deal with it but it seems the only way to sooth the pain anymore or i wouldn’t even get out of bed...”

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24. Do you ever feel like an imposter?

‘Is it that obvious? besides me, four other people fell into the core, friends. Co-workers, people who went unremembered by even me and sans until i became it’s target, until sans...until he became the judge, I wasn’t myself after i fell, i was a fragment of a fragment. My body was owned by something who had no need to worry for the morals of a living creature, it used me, my soul, knowing full well i was still conscious, my body melted away, mixing into that sludge that was the void. I watched the lives of those who’d forgotten me progress, knowing that i’d been forgotten.’

His hands fiddled with the material of his sweater, he’d picked at it enough times that it had become frayed.

‘and then i was returned, rescued by someone, Frisk. Who i am no more fond of then that parasite as i am fully aware of what they’ve done and i am the only one who came back, i wonder if i really was the one who came back, who could come back, the others were gone yet...they weren’t, they are still here, always out of the corner of my eye, the sheep to the shepherd, My body will never be the same, My ecto replaced by the very same gunk from the void. My magic does not always obey and rarely...i get the urge to return to the core, to the void. Sans has found me...sleepwalking and it scares me.’

38. Are you okay with not knowing what happens next?

‘Yes, there will always be a apart of me that seeks knowledge far beyond the realm of the normal but after what happened, To be exposed to a normal amount of predictability is more relieving then anyone will ever be able to realize. There is much i wish i could forget.’

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42. What’s the strangest thing you’ve done just to avoid failure?

“I don’t know if i’d call it strange and i’m not happy about it but back when i was still waitressing for a capital restaurant, I was going to get fired due to my lack of confidence back then, they’d wanted someone more...open in their sex appeal so to avoid this. Because i needed to make sure paps was fed, i sucked my then boss off, it’s not something i look on proudly but it worked.”

44. What’s the boldest thing you do every day, just to feel like you’re still in control?

“Test my experimental concoctions on myself, It’s the least i can do because i didn’t fight hard enough in my scientist days to stop lust from being pushed out to everyone without more testing, I won’t subject anyone else to my experiments. It’s my fault they are as they are. That...all of them are.”

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@spookyscientistskeleton​ - 💙 for Sans, 💙 for Gaster, 💙 for Nootz, 💙 for Yarn Send me a ‘💙’ for a random Sinday headcannon. 

Have i mentioned he really likes being manhandled? Like having someone with the strength to fuck him really well but the restraint not to knock off his singular HP? That’s super arousing and he’s 99% sure this plays into his normal risk taking but he’ll far take rough manhandling over gentle sex any day, Not that he dislikes gentle sex but sometimes he just likes not being able to talk.

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Yarn has a very fine control of his ecto, everyone knows this, but what they don’t seem to realize that while he has a preferred body type. He’ll also take requests on what other people want to see during a show, You want someone a bit thicker in all the right areas? pay the right price and he’ll do it. You want ecto that presses tight to his bones? Perfect, he’ll do it! he’s had all types of breast sizes (He’s not fond of the super big ones because ow his spine) and looks of coochie/dick because everyone likes something different

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Gaster tends to avoid people when he’s in heat because it makes him surprisingly aggressive, This is a side effect of the voids influence and something he can’t help though he tries his best. He’ll grab, pull, bite and overwhelm and he often feels very ashamed by the end of his heats because he’s very worried that if someone caught him at the wrong time, He could hurt them so it makes sex a concept that worries him a lot.

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He can’t form a regular shaped member, he’s tried and tried but his preferences align very much to the feminine and he just cannot make his magic summon a member. The closest he gets is a tentacle dick while he finds works just as well if not better then a more human shaped member anyway but he’s still a little self conscious if anyone were to ask

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Muse Preferences!

DON’T REBLOG, REPOST!

Animal: Cats, The fluffier the better, he finds their vibe super easy to relate to Flower: Forget-me-nots (do not forget me) and Purple Hyacinth (Sorrow) Scent: Ketchup usually but on the surface he smells like Basil and fresh soil (Gardens a lot) Coffee: With creamer and enough caffeine to kill a large horse Tea: Orange and spice with a little bit of milk and sugar Drink: Ketchup or Soda Beverage: Citrus strawberry cocktail or straight vodka depending on his mood Food (savory): Burger and fries from grillby’s, drowned in ketchup unfortunately, grillby i’m sorry Dessert: Cheesecake usually with a chocolate or caramel drizzle Article Of Clothing: Soft, comfy and loose, slightly to large hoods with lots of fluff, pockets, Lab coats. Shorts or skirts. Candy: Popato chisps underground, Milka chocolate on the surface Left Or Right Handed: Left Sloppy or Neat Writing?: Neat but he writes in shorthand so it looks messy if you don’t know how to read it Clean or Messy Home?: Messy if not for the fact he usually lives with someone else Shower in Morning or Night?:  Night, He finds it helps him relax before bed. Tasks Done Early or Last Minute?: Last minute Love Language?: Quality time and Physical touch Believe In Love At First Sight?: Yes!, despite knowing it usually just hurts him in the end,  he gets super attached to people.

Tagged by: @spookyscientistskeleton  Tagging: @hopeful-shining-soul , @draftink , @scrappy-urchin​ / @reindeer-dad​ , @all-fleshed-out​ 

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@spookyscientistskeleton​ - 📂 📂 for Sans, 📂 📂 for Yarn, 📂 📂 for NootNoot!

Send 📂 and i’ll tell you a random headcannon about my muse

Consider it a culinary sin but sans does not just drink ketchup for the meme, he legit loves it, making people cringe is just a bonus. He will have ketchup mixed into other things to, ketchup cookies, ketchup macaroons, rarely his morning coffee. Papyrus even made him spaghetti once made from as many tomato/ketchup things as possible because despite hating himself the entire time, it made sans happy.

In his deltarune verse, sans spent the majority of his younger life among just skeletons in their village so he's naturally very inquisitive about other monster species, their cultures and how they work on a biological level and chances are, he'll be overjoyed if you let him 'study' you, which really is just asking a bunch of questions and looking you over to sate his curiosity.

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Yarn got his nickname from the spider clan for his weaving skills from a young age, pretty quickly picking up on the nuances of his soul trait but because he couldn't make silky threads like muffet, he used actual yarn to practice and he ended up making a lot of miscellaneous scarves, hats and gloves. He's still pretty good at using actual yarn even if he's long since figured out how to make magic strands.

Super fond of makeup and always has been, he even had a vague interest in it before the widespread lust of the underground and wanted an excuse to fiddle with it. So now he's really good at it! Usually he uses eye shadow/liner in various sparkly colors, blush, highlights his cheekbones, all that fun stuff.

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He's never known quite the same amount of joy since the day he discovered turtle neck sweaters, he has a whole bunch of them in his closet alongside proper royal clothing, sleep clothes and a jacket he stole from killer. His favorite color is white surprisingly even if he wishes his goo would stop staining stuff

He could make his ecto smaller if he was truly uncomfortable with the attention it helps him receive but he refuses to as his ecto is a point of pride for him, a luxurious use of excess magic from the curve of his breasts to the squish of his belly and the stretch marks on his thighs. It's perfectly imperfect just like he is and to be able to stare at himself in the mirror most days, to feel proud of how he looks makes him very emotional because of just how long he felt ashamed by his appearance

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what is your true role in the story?

the fallen prodigy

hello old friend, it's been a while hasn't it? I remember when you were just a child, gape-smiled and beaming like the sun. where have you laid your youth to rest my love? is it buried beside your heart perhaps? I know how deeply life has wounded you, it took away everything, didn't it? oh poor soul, you held onto happiness with bloody, shaking hands but still fate ripped even that away from you. your past lovers are dead or did some betray you? turning away in fear of what they once admired. your comrades have been slain, or their priorities shifted. I've heard you too have changed your way of thought. the people fear you know, do they normally cower at the sound of your name? ah don't fret, that makes two of us. the masses tend to despise the things they do not have the will to comprehend. the villain finds sympathy for you don't they, well I could have seen that from a mile away. you two are the oldest friends, you made a deal with them correct? to save your late love, they tried to hold their end of the bargain, really, but I fear you are cursed to forever be despondent. oh what a sad and miserable life without love. is that why you chase loneliness? for is it truly a life of sorrow if you yourself has chosen it? but don't become bitter from the pain. trust when I say I have seen wounds unfold a man, turning the gentlest spirits into seething beasts. please, keep seeking love, even if it seems you are forbidden from it. you are the master of your own fate, I see how tired you are. the scars never healed, they twist and wrap around your entire person. your eyes are dark and lifeless, rest. but keep fighting, not with the sword you have forsaken so long ago, but with your heart. I'll be rooting for you my friend.

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the antihero

ah yes, hello edge lord. it is lovely to see you again. you my dear, are the incarnation of duality, and you might think of claws and venom mixed with grace but alas, nothing near as poetic. you my friend, are mixture of what is seen as right, and what is questioned. you follow the path of your own two feet, you know the twists and turns of life's forests quite well if I do say so myself. and you can meander along them wonderfully. you strive to stay true to a certain sense of principles you might call your code, but whereas in reality, those would be your morals. people tend to see you as strange. sharp edged and glinting you hide behind a cloak of chain mail but really you just prefer to show off your imperfections first. unlike many who scramble to make it as if their flaws never existed, you proudly raise yours up. saying, "this is me, this is the worst of me, now you know what to expect." and might I say, it is quite an intriguing mindset, for truth be told, the ones that love your spikes and craters are the ones who appreciate your softness the most. you wish not to be loved as something lovable, but as a monster. for aren't we all just beasts in human skin? you are brave, but you are lonely. you know quite well how to scare off most, making even the heroes with the boldest bravado creep away with their tails between their legs. you are not a villain, sometimes you play the part a bit too well. but nevertheless you are no hero either. you put yourself first, but if one wins your trust then may the gods have mercy on those who might wrong them. you long to be a poetic mess of sorts, and well, if the ink sets in long enough you might just become that sooner or later. but for one who is so dead set on truth you sure do hide a lot don't you? please, step out of the shadows, there is a difference to not making your flaws visible and to simply acting as if you're the most despicable person in all the realms. it's because you're afraid of attachment is it not? well let me tell you a little secret, everyone is. you say you wish to be left alone for eternity but than why are you craving connection. you wish to be known and understood truly, but you snarl and push the ones that might be trying away. please little wolf, accept you are lovable. you are not some ravenous beast that terrifies the multitudes, sure, you are not for the faint of heart but that does not make you an inkling less perfect as you are. young antihero, step into the sun. you would do better actually reaching for the things you want rather than pining for them in the darkness.

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@spookyscientistskeleton​ - 💚💖 for Mainverse Sans, 💚💖 for Yarn, 💚💖 for Private Detective Sans

💚 for a reason NOT to date my muse 💖 for a reason TO date my muse

He will lie to you and he’ll do it all with a smile on his face, Don’t get him wrong, he wishes he didn’t have to lie to the people closest to him but how do you really tell someone something like that? that you are the judge of the underground, A role not given to you but chosen by a force of old magic. That you’ve killed monsters and humans alike for their crimes against the crown, That with a single look, He could read your soul like an open book and know everything there is to know that you’ve done. That he’s the last line of defense or about the resets? there’s no good way to explain it.

He’s also the most loyal partner you could have ever hoped to achieve, He loves wholeheartedly and with his very soul, He will defy the very laws of time and space for someone he cherishes simply because he can and he’d vehemently defend you given the chance, He’ll put you before himself every time.

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He keeps a lot of himself from people, He doesn’t want people to see his bad side and only presents the good to the people, Even those closest to him likely don’t fully know him and he’s okay with that. He doesn’t want people to see his guilt towards the undergrounds current situation, he doesn’t want people to know how he feels about himself, The shame towards his body, his voice. As long as he’s the bubbly, happy yarn to people then he’s happy.

The chances of finding someone more supportive and confidence boosting is pretty low, He may have his own bad days that he hides but if YOU have a bad day? he’ll do whatever he can to make it better, He’ll raise you up to the loftiest peaks and he’ll never let you forget how loved you are.

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Just knowing him on a personal level puts your life in danger, He tries to hold people at arm’s length because of this reason, so he doesn’t risk their lives. He doesn’t want them to be pawns in the game he’s joined of his own free will, Because he knows they’d go after them first instead of him, if they are willing to endure that. Then sure, but it doesn’t make him feel any better about it.

I don’t like to call him rich per say but he’s definitely not struggling, Far from it, He’s highly sought out. He has the support of the two major city gangs and he’s willing to do a lot that others morally wouldn’t be able to stomach for the sake of solving his cases and he will make sure to spoil you with his connections, he’s not quite sugar daddy level but you won’t ever struggle again.

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@spookyscientistskeleton​ -  😉👮💯 for Snas 8)

😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks?

Biting, Breeding, Soul play/Risk kink since he has such low stats, derogation because this man has issues, Hardcore praise kink though. Call him a good boy and he’ll lose it, Collars/being ‘claimed’, Make him beg, fuck him like a toy and use him for your pleasure and yours alone. He loves it

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👮 Has my muse ever had sex in public?

Yes to literally every verse so far except private eye (and that’s only a matter of time, looks at grillby), Main verse he’s let the royal guard dogs fuck him at their stations, Sometimes all of them at once. It was an arrangement that came about when either they or he were in heat, For his DT verse, he had a brief relationship with a naga skeleton who fucked him up against a tree in the village and there’s his relationship with grillby with fucking in the back of the bar or using his gift of ecto bits to fuck him while he’s at work. This man has no shame

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💯 What is my muse’s ideal date?

Sans gets super flustered when he’s asked out on an actual date, He’s used to just being the person you go to for flings (Usually paid because he gotta get paps that car), He prefers dates at home whether theirs or his because he finds dates in public exhausting and he likes being able to actually talk to the person he’s dating, But otherwise as long as who he’s going on a date with is happy? then he’s happy to, He’s easy to please. He will also have sex on the first date, He’s not ashamed about that, It’s a good way to figure out compatibility early on.

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When do you gaze at your soulmate?

when they're dancing

you're not sure if they know you're there or not. you're not sure if it matters. you watch them sway to the music, watch as they twirl around and smile for no one but themselves. they're free and laughing. they're alive and vibrant. they're everything you might never be except when you're with them. so full of life it makes something in your chest tighten. there are frown lines at the corners of your mouth but your lips are smiling right now. rare. and often, only for them. they have light in their hearts and some days you fear the darkness in you might swallow it whole. but they'd never let you walk away. so make sure the darkness inside you keeps all the other monsters away from their tender heart.

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when they don't see you

you love them and you're not sure they know. but that's okay. you're used to loving more than you are loved. you give more than is given. and maybe others don't understand but you don't expect more. you tell yourself the love in your heart is not meant to be savored by anyone other than you. it's more than enough to get to exist at the same time as them. you stand in their shadow and you thank the sun for casting it. they touch your arm but they do not feel the same warmth which lingers on your skin for days. you gaze at them and they might even be looking right back but they are not seeing into your soul the same way you have memorized theirs. it's enough you tell yourself. it's enough. it's enough. but what if it's not? and what if you're wrong. what if they see you and all this time you have been too scared to ask what they're looking at.

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when they're already watching you

you know. you always know when they're looking and especially when they're not. you feel their eyes on you and at first you just feel it. you pretend not to notice and you smile to yourself. it's warm. and maybe it's foolish and cliché but there are butterflies in your stomach and that's the feeling you want to hold onto. so you do. you can't the appropriate amount of seconds which feel like minutes. then you lift your own eyes and meet theirs and those butterflies turn into fireworks. they see you and you see them. and there is nothing more comforting and exhilarating as that.

[multiverse-of-souls]

HEADCANNON POST: To you, a hundred years from now.

There’s a reason sans has such a deep fear of resets, A deep hatred for their existence, Why the thought of giving the surface ‘a chance’ pains him so greatly when it extends beyond the brief view of a sunset that no longer gives him joy to see. Only one reason, A reason that has buried itself in his soul and refuses to let go, Making him doubt, Making him keep his distance from everyone he loves. Even in the final reset, The final release onto the surface, The broken reset button that no longer works. The end of what has tormented him for so long?

It’s because he DID try, He gave the surface a chance, Multiple chances, He let hope filter through his soul. He allowed it to thrive, He tried to move on and for the most part he did, He settled down with the monster he’d always known as his best friend, They finally got to express their love for each other, They lived together. Grew together, They bound their souls together as a testament to their love, They had the beginnings of a family. He was a father again, To a child all his own, A child that was hope for more. Hope for the future with humans. A child who he’d get to see grow up.

Until it was ripped from him in one of the most catastrophic resets he’d ever experienced, In one moment he’d gone from laying in bed, Asleep with the monster he loved most. With their child cooing in their sleep from their crib near their bed, To waking up back underground, On that dirty mattress. Cast away to the dark of the mountain once more, His soul alone and unbound to the other, The other who’d forgotten it all in a heart beat. Back to the days when it had been a unspoken crush, A mutual pining, Back when the concept of having another child to raise was Ludacris. A impossible dream. It didn’t exist, THEY didn’t exist any longer and he could never bring that back, THEM back, That even if he followed the exact same steps.

The child he’d poured his love into, His very heart and soul was gone, Holding a spot in his mind where no one else would remember them. All those memories of tending to gaster, of the pain he went through to bear them, Of all the beautiful. Emotional moments. He remembers this reset so, So well because it ripped away ten years of love, Of life. He’s not sure how long he’d sobbed, How close he’d come to succumbing to his grief that only he knew but no matter how much he wanted to, His damned soul wouldn’t let him give up though it bore a new crack on it’s surface.

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It’s not the first he tried, Because he was an idiot, He was a fool (But was he really? or was he just a monster who wanted love like anyone else? who wanted to enjoy his life-), He tried again with Toriel. He wasn’t sure he could be impartial with Gaster again, That he wouldn’t try to remake what they’d had. So for his sake and theirs, He moved on, She was special in a way that he hadn’t been able to describe, Still can’t. She was so kind, So soft, She mothered him in some ways like one would a child and he in return held her through all her hidden moments, Her heart wrenching grief that all of her children were gone, That even the last had a family to return to. He’s sure they’d considered kids, But he was never ‘ready’ (He was. He was just to afraid of losing them to, to afraid of having another name attached to his mind-).

He helped her do the school she’d always dreamed of, He taught the science class and together, they in some ways became the false parents of the magical children whether they be human or monster who went there. He remembers the warm nights with her, never needing but a thin blanket with the plushness of her fur, Those first few inklings of hope that had blossomed in his soul. Hope that stung like knives as she to was pulled from him, placed back behind that door with nothing to show for it except for his memories implanted in his soul like weights of lead. A weight that cracked it for a second time. He’d had five years with her, Five years of happiness and jokes, Five years of venting about the mundane, Five years of protecting each other against the darkness in their minds. With fire and blue magic.

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The last was grillby, He’d only gotten two years with him, But they’d been two years of both anxiety and bliss. He’d been so strong for him, Strong for him in those moments when he could only crumple with fears and doubts he could explain to no one, Strong for him as they recounted old stories. From the underground and even further back from that, Days only they and a few select other monsters remembers. It had felt like a whirlwind romance to him and some part of him knew it likely wouldn’t last, Not because the bond wasn’t there, but only because something stronger then fate pulled the strings of this world.

He knew he’d only be doing this pain to himself…but he’d had to try, One last time and try he had, But even grillby had been forced to forget and so that final crack on his soul joined the other two. Marring his soul for all eternity, no matter the resets that plagued it. He remembers boisterous conversations at the bar late into the night, Disappearing upstairs to his home where they’d watch stupid movies. Cuddle and sometimes, They’d stay up all night with worries plaguing their minds, leaving them both insomniacs. Batting back pain with talk and tired jokes, Reassurances that they’d always be around.

He knew he’d done it to himself, The pain, But he still avoided grillby’s for the past few resets after that, So he could manage himself without breaking into tears. He’d given so much of himself and it still feels like a part of him, A fragment was missing, Maybe. Those fragments were living their respective lives in a reality where frisk didn’t reset, Where they didn’t get pulled away from him. Those fragments he could hope, Are blissfully unaware of what could have been their reality and he wants to keep it that way. To keep it to himself. He will bear that pain, Those memories with the hope that somewhere out there, They got their happy ending.

[multiverse-of-souls]

And more nightmare HC’s because he is my boy.

- Nightmare was only fourteen, bordering on Fifteen when he became corrupted, So he was very young and spent what should have been his formative years inside of the corruption, sealed within' what was effectively an endless dream. The corruption wandered around for nearly two hundred years causing pain through the multiverse going off of Nightmare's last emotions (Pain, Fear and Anger), His last desire (I want to be stronger to protect myself). Feeding solely off negativity

- So when nightmare's consciousness finally re-awoke inside of the corruption's hold, Nightmare had become fully grown inside of the corruption (mid 200's), He'd had to re-teach himself how to eat, How to move (The corruption is a lot heavier then he would have been + The tentacles having a mind of their own), how to work with the corruption because his body doesn't belong to just him and he had zero idea how to use his new magic as being so young when he corrupted, he'd only just really begun experimenting with his original magic (And the villager's treatment of him when he did figure stuff out, made him so severely anxious that he stopped trying to learn it entirely) and in the beginning, the corruption had far more control then he did of his own body and would push him back to sleep in it's desire to protect him.

- He isolated himself away in what would eventually become his realm which is where he practiced his magic, trying to fine tune it's control because the corruption's magic (Darkness and Cyan) were a far stronger then anything he would have developed if he'd been allowed to progress naturally and he spent a lot of time completely on his own (except for ink inevitably visiting him which he's eternally grateful for) because he didn't start collecting his little team of misfits until very recently, Killer has been there the longest and even he's only been there for ten years. Nightmare was into his thousands at this point (1190 i'd say??)

- But as a result of all this, Nightmare has a really hard time relating with people at a certain age because he never got a proper childhood, He has a hard time coping with his emotions because he spent the window he really would have been learning how to control these in a dream, This is alongside all of the other trauma from his village where he had no one to talk to, No one to protect him so he's very. Very self reliant on dealing with his own emotions because people don't need to see them, He doesn't need their assistance, This can lead to him deflecting aggressively with anger when he's scared or hurt and it's not uncommon for him to hide in his bedroom or some other isolated part of the castle if he's sick or injured like an animal expecting it's impending death because he can't protect himself

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Nightmare has gone to pride parades before in various AU's with his boys and has been that person with the shirt just.'hey if your parents suck, come get a hug from me.', There's definitely a few pictures of him somewhere with a buuuunch of colorful monsters and humans wrapped up in his tentacles for a hug

He's gone to various festivals in various timelines with his boys, His favorite tend to be spirit festivals or light festivals, Anything that happens at night, it's a time to be dressed up. To forget who you are and just, Exist as a living person.

Nightmare can meld into People's shadows and just, Vibe in there if he wants to, he doesn't do it often but he can (Think Elias from ancient magnus bride)

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Nightmare and Dream's aura's don't affect normal animals so the only vibes animals get from them are the vibes the boys actually have vs what their powers cause. As a result, Animals of all kinds are naturally drawn to Nightmare, Dogs, Killer's cats, Birds, etc. They fuckin' love him because he's calm, Surprisingly gentle and will tolerate their presence even if he's iffy about animals. Mostly because the only pets in his OG timeline were for work so guard dogs, Cattle, etc

While animals positively avoid dream like he's got the plague, because he's energetic and perky sure, but he doesn't read social cues quite as easily as nightmare, All his emotions are a jumbled mess inside of his head and animals are just like  so they will run away from him. Yes this makes him sad