#Gasty Writes

[itsyagurlchip]

HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIIIII BAPS YOU AROUND BAPS YOU AROUND BAPS YOU AROUND TACKLES YOU INTO A PILE OF PLUSHIES AND SKITTERING AWAY /AFF

COMING BACK BECAUSE I WANT TO TALK TO YOU AND I LOVE YOU VERY MUCH HIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIHIIIIIIII!!!!!

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OKAYOKAYOKAY— so!! hmmmm.... what's up with gasty boy? what's gonna happen now that he's actually present and existing instead of scattered across everything everywhere all at once?? he's giving mad scientist but how far does the mad scientist go????? i'm interested in him 'cause i don't think i've ever read a sans au fic like this where the OG gaster was there too and i love the way you write them all!!!!!! or if you wanna do something else,, take this as an opportunity to infodump about anything you want!!!!! WAVE EMOJI WAVE EMOJI LOVE YOU CHICHIIII!!!! (≧▽≦)/ (≧▽≦)/

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alright, you already know that he's a mad scientist, but as i've said before, he's morally gray, which means a lot of things don't deter him of completing/doing experiments.

which is why the lil 'oopsie daysie' happened with machine, and that's why there are alternates at the manor.

sans and papyrus, at the least, are pissed about it. but this discovery makes gaster's nerdy big boy brain hyperfixate on anything relating to the topic of alternative universes (humans in this universe dont have much research about it other than the occasional movie that makes you think, and the theories.)

and if i go further into this id spoil some of the plot (which i already did enough of) sooo, lets think of some hypothetical scenarios and headcannons!

id say that reader (you) would get into the lab a lot. and while you can be a great lab assistant, lets be honest, you touch too much shi 💀💀

gaster would have this thing where he'd put you in he corner for 5 minutes before letting you interact with the work again.

when i think of gaster's experiments, not only do i think of vials of dangerous liquids, but i also think of a SHIT ton of notes just neatly organized into notebooks on a metal shelf

a lot of the pages are more about ramblings and tiny details rather than general info

so if you try to read it, please get some context dear.

i know most ppl have the headcannon that sans gets his sleepy eepies from his dad, but he completely developed that on his own

gaster has a schedule set to where he sleeps for 8 hours, and only has 3 hours of free time.

which means if you see the other 13 hours blocked on his schedule he will not acknowledge you unless you are helping him progress

Going back to his interests, i think his favorite part about science are the details that most people miss that just really bring the whole theory together into a fact.

bro prolly has some national scientist awards and threw that shi straight into the trash.

its not that he isnt proud of his achievements actually, not at all.

he just doesn't need someone else, better yet a human to tell him so

so he tries to ignore the public despite their incessant please for his presence ✨

Since gaster actually exists, he is still labeled as the royal scientist, despite not being apart of a monarchy anymore, and does favors for the king when the curiosity allows it.

I want him to be a grandfather figure, who rambles on about success in life, who is also emotionally repressed, who also takes many risks that a man his age shouldn't.

his ideas and experiments are very "out of the box" per say. Like, if you told him you cant see souls at all (which is most likely gonna happen) dudes gonna strap you down and ignore your cries of pain as he extracts the your soul from your chest. poking and prodding at it to compare it to a monster soul.

i mean, he has the real thing now! no need to rely in outdated textbooks and theories right? why not test it for himself? and if you resent him for the rest of your life for it, he would tell you how lucky you are to still be alive and that he got what he wanted without losing a "potential specimen".

which makes you wonder what other lives has gaster been liable for??...oh well!

And noowwww back to the reader!

since reader is now gonna be a big part of his life- he'll allow certain things to slide. as you live more and more with him and the gang, he'll call you assistant or human and not by your real name.

i dont think gaster would spend much time around you during his scheduled hours (he kicks you out half the time)

but during his free time, and since you're human, he is very curious.

he asks about you, what it's like being a human female, what makes your skin darker than other humans, and why'd you conjoin your hair-

just lots of general questions about your appearance and how humans literally dont use INTENT at all.

and yes, INTENT, DETERMINATION, ATK, LOVE, and much more terms from undertale will be used in this fic. so i suggest getting into the fandom vocab a bit when you can-

but to put it simply, INTENT is like another way of language for monsters. it's pretty much what it says, but to break it down: intent is something that you do with purpose.

personally, i headcannon intent to be more intune with emotions and how the user feels and/or wants to feel in the moment. for example "aggressive and murderous intent" or "caring, sweet, and loving intent." and INTENT carries magic within it, hence why monsters are so in tune with internal emotions while humans aren't. and that's why monsters re more in danger with humans than any other creature, because humans used unknowing intent that could kill a monster in one hit.

Surprisingly enough he doesn't like to spend his breaks at home in his bed.

instead, he goes out to muffet's for a very specific coffee order, and a spider muffin.

half of the time he'll make you pay with your own money, crippling your pockets.

other times he'll roll his eyes when you "forget" to bring your wallet and get you only a drink off the menu.

if you catch him as he's leaving out for a break, gaster may sometimes not go to muffet's at all and find a park to watch kids trip at.

or maybe a grass field during golden hour.

im not gonna say that gaster hates kids, but it's moreso that fact that they...are underdeveloped, and therefore harder to understand in his eyes.

as ive said before, this guys ignores his feelings, so he gets uncomfortable when people show theirs.

so when you cry, or get angry in situations that dont seem as big to him as it does to you, he lowkey cringes a bit.

but since.. *sigh* you're now his pupil, as well as someone who takes his work more seriously than others (DESPITE YOUR TENDENCY TO TOUCH SHIT)

he has to take of you now! and *gags* comfort you

bro cant comfort for shit (which is one of the reasons why they dont have plants at their house)

so when you hug him with your snotty face... and your...wet tears, he shivers aggressively but tries to keep still

yea he doesn't hug back at all, its bad enough he has to watch you!

(or maybe it's bc he doesn't know how to hug back 👀)

In this au, the reader is canon to the universe. not isekaid, not transported, no. she lives there and the code is accurate. so any and all timelines will include her.

and timelines are gonna be a "what if", or maybe a chapter for angst. idk yet. And in this fic, imma make the choice for flowey not to remember resets. but only due to his will (cool right?).

frisk isn't really gonna be included much into the plot, only when it calls for it.

oh shit- back to gaster

not sure if i said this before, but warming up to gaster even the littlest bit is like reading a 100 chapter slowburn.

it's gonna take a long time, hell, maybe a year or so, for him and reader to start actually building a granddaughter/grandpa relationship. so while youre still getting to know him, it's like he's avoiding you, (but you clearly don't read his schedule enough sooooo)

and when you guys finally get to that point, you guys are like buddies. he'll ramble to you about certain topics, while you sit and listen.

you'd watch movies with him as he overanalyzes characters and plots, only to fuck it up and end up with something different, claiming "he could write a better one".

gaster loves helping you study

even if it's for a 5 question quiz, he'll help you out as much as he can!

plus, id be a shame if the ✨Smartest Man On the Surface ™✨ let his little human fail!

nuh uh, not happening!!!

he's very proud of you everytime you get an assignment back with an A with lots of praise from the teachers.

he'll even try to get you in a routine (which rarely works often, as easy as it seems)

gaster chuckles every time you make him a homemade snack, or lunch meal, it warms his little heart ❤️

Other times he can't stand your attitude

Why cant you control yourself in situations that aren't bigger than you make it seem?

it racks his big brain so much, that he bans you from the lab for 3 days when stuff like that happens.

he really hates it when someone has a tone with him, it grinds against some part of his brain the makes his more "violent" and intrusive thoughts.

its not noticable at first, at least not to him, but after the 1st hour he begins thinking

"humans have skeletons right?"

"what would skin all in a pile look like?"

"what would happen if he gripped, squeezed and strangled a soul made of pure determination?"

of course, he already knows that answer to those. and if you dont, just ask frisk.

im sure they remember very well.

but after the intrusive thoughts go away, he's just left seething in anger.

i feel like gaster (,similar to donnie from rise) has a hard time understanding other people, because he's been alone for most of his life.

and that makes him jealous of you.

but in the end, you'll always be gaster's little assistant ❤️

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[nonbinarygaster]

25 with the pairing of your choice?

Heyy, I finally got around to doing one of these, and they’re gonna be quick and short.

This one was under angst, but when I saw it, I saw it as a more lighthearted thing so ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

GrillbyxGaster

Words: 263

Prompt: 25: “ I’m sick. ”

“Gaster, just admit it.”

“No, never, I’m fine.” He barked back, in between coughs. He’d been down in his makeshift lab all day, and Grillby knew something was wrong. Turned out his hunch was right. He only needed to be in the room for a few seconds to tell that Gaster was not well.

“Really? Because to me, it doesn’t sound like you are.”

More coughs. “Really. Now please…” Cough. “I need to get back to work.”

“Gaster, this isn’t healthy…”

Gaster turned quickly to glare at Grillby, almost falling off his chair in the process. His face now visible, it was easy to see the dark circles under his eyes, or the light purple tint to his face. He sniffled.

Crossing his arms, Grillby did his best to look imposing. “You need…a break.”

“I’m…” Another cough “Fine.”

“Well, that’s a shame, because I was thinking of making some nice warm soup for you, wrap you up warm and take care of you.” Grillby looked back to make sure Gaster was listening. He was. “But if you’re feeling fine then I guess I don’t have to do any of that for you, you can make your own dinner tonight.” He knew Gaster couldn’t resist any of that. It was only a matter or time.

“…” Gaster grunted. “Ugh fine, you win.”

Gaster crossed his arms in a pout.

“I’m sick.”

“Oh are you?” Grillby mocked. “Want me to take care of you?”

“…Shut up.” He grumbled playfully. “…yes.”

Grillby laughed as he picked up Gaster in his arms and took him to bed.`

[messedupessy]

💍💔? For Edge, if you don’t mind. ^_^

Of course I do not mind Kit UwU ❤ here have my Edge boi

💍: What do they like about being in love?

He likes how it makes him happy, he have more energy to do stuff as there is something besides work waiting for him to get home. Like he is still a workaholic he both loves and hates his work, but having someone there for him makes the hard and jobbish parts of his work much more bearable.

He gets more energy in having someone who benefits from his hard work someone who is tangible, who he can touch and see that they are safer, better and happier because he busts his bony ass off at work.

It just gives him additional energy as its proof his constant hard work is paying off, he has been working himself half to death for many, many years and just seeing it actually been worth it in his partner etc makes him really happy. And because he got something to think besides work after he gets home, even tho he do have troubles turning his work off but hopefully his partner can help him with that.

He likes how thanks to his partner he starts to take better care of himself, he is much more rested as his partner worries about him and he don’t want them to worry, and if he is exhausted 24/7 then he won’t have any energy to give attention to them which is something he can’t let them go through, they deserve all the time love and attention he can give them and he will make sure to give them that.

Edge is a very, very passionate guy, like extremely so about his work and anything he puts his mind to. And having someone to be passionate about gives him a boost to be even better at his other passions which he loves.    

He just loves the warm feelings he gets from been in love, how just seeing his crush/partner makes his soul do flips and how just having them in his life makes his so much better etc. 

💔: What do they dislike about being in love?

It’s very distracting, like extremely so, from his work and the things he needs and wants to do. He finds his thoughts constantly leading towards his crush/SO while working, he loves thinking about them he do but when he can’t properly focus on his work which he takes very seriously it gets pretty frustrating at times. But it gets easier for him pretty quickly to focus more on his work again while working but his thoughts do stray at times.  

He also does not like the uncertainty there is when he doesn’t know whether his crush’s feelings are mutual or not. 

Other than that there isn’t really anything he dislikes with it, except maybe the fact he will have to make sure his partner, when/if they are together, is protected properly as he is, after all, a man in a very high and powerful position, and there are many who do not like what he is trying to do even though most are too scared to take him on, both because of his own reputation but also because of his brother’s. 

And in turn that would mean that to get to him without facing him or his brother head-on would be to go through his SO, as they would become his biggest weakness. 

He doesn’t like the fact that he has to make sure they are protected one way or the other as he doesn’t like having to do it, he doesn’t want to be overprotective, they shouldn’t need protection just because they are with him he wants them to be safe with him if you get what I mean, but it’s something he will gladly make sure of doing anyway, as his partner is worth it and he will do his best to not let any harm to befall them.  

Ask thingie here, not accepting any more tho

[me-and-my-gaster]

ayo gasty i write this to thee before i go to me rest, and i come to thee with 3 characters for thee to fuck marry or get drunk with... i present to thee, Boney, Pass and uhh fyuck let's go with Cash even tho I know exactly how you will answer pggjtkjrkegreku (͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

I KNOW WHEN YOU WENT TO BED YOU FRIGGIN CROCK-HEAD! WHERE’S THE HEALTHY YEETING INTO THE PILLOWS, HUH?

Well, I hope you’re gonna be surprised by my answer though!

Fuck Cash, because this gremlin bastard still owes me a lap dance! I don’t want to drink with him, cause he seems like a guy who drinks a lot, and with him being stingy, the bill would be on me. He doesn’t seem like a husbone-material for me, even if he’s a delightful gremlin of yours. Just nope.

Marry Pass! Yes, Essy, you heard right. I want to marry your god amongst pirates boy. He’s a very thoughtful and loyal partner in EVERYTHING and values open communication. He also is quick to adjust to his partner and overall makes sure both him and his love is happy. With no huge emotional baggage and extremely smart mind, he sounds like an adventure filled relationship! He makes the power couple thing happen, I bet!

Get Drunk With Boney. First of all, I wouldn’t want to just fuck him, because he deserves something more than a one-night stand - I respect this beautiful skeleton too much to be so selfish. I would be this close to marrying him, just like you probably suspected but... I’m not a big party/pretty and expensive dresses/politics discussion type. Once or twice? Sure... but if those dates make him happy the most and I couldn’t give it to him because I’m a low maintenance potato... wouldn’t be fair. I’m more down to earth with my needs. I could go out for a drink with him now and then and be sure he picks the best wine!

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[randomnessunicorn-imagine]

US+SF+UF+UT Gaster reacting to one day coming home to see his SO asleep on the couch with wings made of chitin(it's what makes up most of a bugs wings, like butterflies, bees, dragonflies, ect) When SO wakes up and is asked about it, they freeze a moment, their wings tensing closer to them before slowly explaining that they are delicate and easily damaged, and didn't show him to avoid risking any damage done to them, and that SO didn't want to risk loosing him in case he thought they were ugly.

{ Aww~I’m happy to receive some asks about other characters that are not the skelebros, I love them –don’t let me be misunderstood- but I think every characters deserve love ~Then, I don’t know very well his Swap and SF version but I tried anyway -! And send me more asks about Gaster, he’s cool and I had so much fun writing this-!  }

⊰ Tale! Gaster ⊱

You were the one who saved him from the misery he lived when he was into the void.He has never believed in miracles, God or angels, in any religion since he was a scientist and scientists could not believe in those irrational and fancy things. This would be crazy.From the first time he saw you, he felt a strange feeling he has never felt in his life. Something brand new, magical and special. You gave to him life back. Like he saw the light of Heaven because you appeared just like an angel in his eyes and he has always thought you were too special for this world. These last days, Gaster worked so much in his lab and he ignored you, because science has always been his true and eternal love even if he loved you so much in the same way, but sometime his passion got the best of him without realizing. You knew it and you have never complained this behaviour of his, this was one of the reasons he adored you.He realized he ignored you a bit much and he wanted to apologise to you because he thought he was not the mate you deserved and he had to spend more time with you.The moment he came back home hearing only the sound of the clock. Tick tock. No other sound, it was quite sad. He did not call your name, he just searched for you until he found you laying on the couch. When he noticed your wings, he remained enchanted. He could have never imagined something so beautiful. You were just like a terrestrial angel for him, but you were a real angel. He could not believe his eyes. Maybe he was dreaming.You were so scared and worried for reasons he could not understand and he felt sad and guilty because he knew it was his fault. He neglected you this period and he was unpardonable. You explained to him that you felt uncomfortable with your wings and they were so delicate and you were afraid he could find you disgusting since they seemed bugs wings. Gaster just smiled at you sweetly, walking up to you with his slow steps. Caressing your forehead, he assured you that you were perfect the way you were and your wings were so beautiful and extraordinary. He could never hate you, he thought he was the one to be hated. It was pretty funny and strange. He kissed your forehead telling he loved you so much with his timid voice because it was a thing he was not used to say, asking for your forgiveness because he was not so present in your life. You had nothing to worry because he was not going to leave you because of your wings. It was something so marvellous.

⊰ Fell! Gaster ⊱

Science was his true and real love and so many times he asked himself why you were his mate. It was an illogical mystery for him. Sometime he ignored this fact, keeping living his days with this unsolved mystery but, other times, he wondered why he could love a mere and simple human like you. He spent hours thinking about it, observing you with his cynical and scrutineer orbs while you were doing your jobs. Why? It was the most annoying question mark. It was so frustrating for a scientist not to understand something so simple. He was going crazy. You could see he was mad to you for something but you have never asked for an explication so the two of you ignored to each others. Gas was an egocentric and cold person who thought only to himself, he did not care even about Sans and Papyrus, and he did not consider them like his children or worthy of his consideration. Sometime, he said they were not his real sons but only two spoiled and annoying kids he decided to take care of because he felt particular generous in that moment of his life. At first, he started dating you only because he pitied you and he wanted to use you like his personal guinea pig for his eccentric experiments. Then, he strangely forgot this idea seeing you like a “not so bad” company. He had to discover the reason why he felt that way for you and he was sick and tired of this confusion that did not make him sleep at night and that was driving him mad.One day, Gas decided to come home earlier than his usual because he wanted to have a conversation with you, maybe he would have understood the reason why he found you more interesting than the other living organisms.The moment he opened the door, seeing you sleeping on the couch his soul missed a beat, and he felt a strange warmth inside his body even if it was not new. This was another question mark. Then, when he noticed your wings, he got curious and he desired to know what those wings were and where they came from since he has never seen them on you before. His imagination was exploring weird places of perversion and he wanted to study your new nature but your voice landed him into the reality and those horrible desires vanished instantly. You were afraid because you thought Gas was mad at you for have hidden your wings, like you lied to him about your real nature but you were only ashamed of yourself. When you explained to him your feelings, he could not understand even if he was incapable to say something sweet and comforting.Actually, Gas did not act mad like you thought; his voice was not that rude even if he was still serious. He told that he did not care you had wings or anything else. It was ok, that made you different from other humans. If you truly hated your wings he could have taken them off through a surgery, it was quite painful but if they made you uncomfortable. Don’t be worry, Gas did not want  to hurt you, since he did not want to use you for his experiments, anymore.The next day you would notice his behaviour changed, he appeared less rude and maybe he realized the sentiment he felt for you was not pity or curiosity, but something else he was still incapable to confess you.

⊰ Swap! Gaster ⊱

He has always been a weird man since he was the river man with the right mystery around him. Nobody knew his true identity, maybe you were the only one since you were always kind and sweet with him, sharing to him the lunches you bought to Muffet’s, listening to all his particular quotes and he was happy for this. You were his favourite human and company, his only company. Gasty loved so much bringing you to his boat singing you songs about the Underground or simple stories and fables because they were amusing and he felt so relaxed by your side. You made his life worthy and less boring.Even his job like as gondolier was getting better since so many people wanted to join him in his boat trips, driving everyone in the Underground. He became friendlier than before thanks to you, he did not care if he appeared less mysterious, since it was great to be happy.The day he came back home seeing you so sad and exhausted, he could not believe you were so tired and he suddenly approached you asking for an explication. Then, he noticed your wings and he realized he was not the only mysterious creature here and he felt nicely shocked, he laughed slightly. Then, you explained to him that you hated your wings because they appeared so weak and ugly, they were just like insect’s wings and this fact was so gross for you. Gasty did not think your wings were weird, they were so beautiful and you should have been proud being so special and gorgeous. He was sure everybody would congratulate to you and you had no reasons to hide them. He was so cold and suspicious before he met you, you helped him so much to become a better person and now he desired helping you with this problem because the things people considered flaws usually were not.

⊰ SwapFell! Gaster ⊱

You were an odd person. Really the oddest person alive if you wanted to spend your precious time with him, the weirdest gondolier of the Underground, actually he was the only gondolier here (and he was enough for now).Gassy could not understand why you enjoyed so much his stories that he found quite boring and a lot of them were real scary and you should have the taste of macabre if you kept listening to his horror stories, wow-! He was impressed but he has never manifested his curiosity to you, he always treated you with indifference and rudeness but you came back to him anyway and everyday so he got used to your presence. You were his greatest client –and he did not have so many customers since he had a bad reputation and everyone felt uncomfortable on his boat. Some legends said that some of his customers have never came back and they disappeared into the river, eaten by the mysterious creatures that lived there. Gassy was the one who loved to narrate these stories saying he only fed the beasts that lived in the waters of the Underground. It was one of his duties, but it was just a legend you did not believe. You thought he had a big imagination and it was so funny.When he saw you laying on the couch so weak and lifeless he thought the worst… Not that he cared about you but it was strange since you were the bright and amusing person here, not him. Then, he noticed your wings and he did not know what to think about it, maybe they were fake and you wanted to play some game with him…? A sort of role-playing even if he was too old for it. You woke up confused and alarmed because you did not want him to see your wings, they were your misery and shame. You explained to him your fear but he told you that he would have left you before, even without wings, but he was still here for reasons unknown for him and you were not that bad. You were good enough and your wings were not a problem for him, but maybe someone could have found them weird but he was ready to feed his lovely marine monsters with their wicked flesh.

[angelinthefire]

Okay, apparently I’m going to write about this because I’m bored

WAYS IN WHICH SHERLOCK EPISODE 4x01 IS BAD

(Spoilers, obvs)

1) To start with the obvious. Fridging Mary. I don’t know if it was always part of the plan, or if they wrote it in after she and Martin Freeman split up irl. either way, it sucked. And keep in mind, I don’t care about these characters anymore. I don’t care for John or Mary or any of them. It was just a bad plot point. Just on the surface, it was a poorly constructed scene. If she was going to lunge for anyone, why not the woman holding the gun? Why not tackle Sherlock and knock both of them out of the way? Why didn’t Sherlock try to dodge? John is an army doctor, why didn’t he... idk, do army doctor things? It was a lazy scene, is my point. (And it’s so much worse when you’re not emotionally invested, like John is there making his weird grunting noises, and Sherlock is crying, and I’m just like... really?)

2) It seems like Gastis and Moffat are out of mystery ideas so they’re going for the ~emotional ~character storyline, but they’re bad at it and don’t know how to do it without killing anyone. Or fucking with John. By killing someone. Like, you did this already at the end of season 2, when Sherlock “died”. You already had John upset about Mary keeping secrets last season. Do something different. 

3) And what are they even saying with the “Appointment in Samara” thing? Which was ponderously heavy-handed. Are they saying that predestination is a thing? That Sherlock’s logical distaste for it is wrong? Is that seriously what their message is, “don’t try to outrun fate”? Because that is terrible, and I take issue with it politically. It smacks of an attempt to be ~deep and ~artistic with minimal thought. 

4) It’s difficult to even be entertained by the mysteries any more, because you know the solution is just going to be something outlandish that no one would even consider. 

5) All these shadowy organizations really stretch the suspension of disbelief to the limit. Who are these people that captured and tortured AJ for fun? Like? What’s even going on? I’m confident that there’s no back story there. And Mycroft, in general, breaks the suspension of disbelief completely. 

6) What was the point of the bloodhound scene? 

[nonbinarygaster]

Hey! If you're doing the little prompt thing 187 (any pairing)?

Okey dokey my anonny friend

AsgorexGaster

Words: 256

Prompt: 187: “ Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?

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Gaster was squirming, Asgore’s finger slowing pushing into his entrance, his walls stretching to accommodate the kings large digit.

“Ahh- ah Asgore.” Gaster moaned, head falling back, boney fingers digging into the bedsheets as Asgore pushed deeper.

“Mmh, you make such lovely noises.” Pushing in as far as he could, he started thrusting in and out at an incredible slow pace.

“Ooh, nhh. Please… give me more.” Gaster pushed his hips down to try and gain more friction.

Asgore smirked as he started moving his finger faster, moving it around inside him to find his sweet spot.

It wasn’t long till Gaster was screaming in pleasure, Asgore had obviously found it.

“Ooh stars, right there nhhh~” Gaster couldn’t contain his moans, he quickly fell into moaning in his own unique language.

Asgore kept rubbing that spot that sent the skeleton wild, quickly bringing him over the edge, coming around the king large finger.

His spine arched, legs splayed, gripping on the the sheets like his life depended on it. The lustful expression on his face.

He waited for the skeleton to come down from his high.

“Already? Do I really have that much of an effect on you?” Asgore moaned at the beautiful sight Gaster was displaying for him.

“Well…” Gaster was panting hard, “It’s not everyday… you get… fingered by the king.”

“No, it’s not.” He replied.

“So much power… it’s a real turn on.” Gaster looked him right it the eye. “My king.”

Asgore smirked at him hungrily, “Ready to continue…”

[nonbinarygaster]

oh oh oh 37 for gooberry please :3

Even if it’s a little, I still always write more for Gooberry

GGxRaspberry

Words: 391

Prompt:  37: “Dance with me.”

@sinisor

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Raspberry came barging in, quickly swiped the remote from GG and turn the T.V to a music channel.

“Hey, I was watching that.” GG complaned.

“Not anymore.” Raspberry playfully respond.

“Come on, I was finally watching T.V for the first time and I was enjoying it.” GG was still slightly annoyed, although the hippity hoppity music was lightening his mood. And he could never stay mad at Raspberry.

“Dance with me!”

“Oh, really?” GG asked with a smile.

“Yeah! Why not?”

“Well, I’d say it’s because I have two left feet but…” GG looked down at himself, then back to Raspberry. “I don’t have any.”

“Ahhh really?” Raspberry pouted, “You had to make a pun?” He scolded, placing his hands on his hips.

“Sorry I had to.” GG laughed as he stood up from the couch. “But really, I don’t… know if I can dance.” He becomes kind of embarrassed. “I… haven’t really tried since… you know… becoming goop.”

Raspberry understands, “That okay, we can find a way, I mean, I’m not good either but,” He offered a hand to the goop. “It’s for fun.”

GG nervously took it. “Okay.”

“Great! Then I guess just uh… mirror my footsteps and-” Raspberry started to move in time to the beat, taking a step to the side and GG following as best he could.

The two started turning in a circle, hands together. The two moved around in time to the music, there were mess ups here and there but GG trying his best to keep up with Raspberry’s steps.

A wide smile found its way onto Raspberry as he noticed the goop atop GG’s head flare more than usual. He was having fun.

It went on for a while, just moving to the beat. But the longer it did, the more confident GG became with his movements, slowly taking charge of the dance. Pulling off dance moves he once knew. Quick spins, dips, to lot. Raspberry’s eye became wide with wonder, it was like he was a movie.

GG guessed the song was ending, and pulled Raspberry into a spin, pulling him in close, standing chest to chest. Raspberry could only stare, soul pounding in his chest. He did expect GG to be so good when he was so nervous. It was so romantic.

GG smiled wide. “Guess I’ve still got it.”

[nonbinarygaster]

You know, haven't seen Boppy for a bit with GG. How about....For once: Boppy and GG just hanging around? Since Boppy trust GG a bit more.

ahh here we go, I would have posted this sooner but I wanted to write for this one too.

It’s kind of an excuse to get a bit of backstory out for GG, I’ve explained a bit about it around the blog but here I can revise it and have it all in one place. And if you like sinny, can be canon between these too?

Words: 1028

He was a little nervous about doing this. He’d made good progress in getting Boppy to warm up to him, but he still felt like that the littlest thing could ruin all that. But he hopped this would seal what progress he’s made.

GG poured two cups of coffee and headed to the table Boppy was leaning against, his head resting in one of his hands. It was easy to tell he’s had a rough day, it was why GG was doing this. As he approached, Boppy noticed him right away, sitting up to look at GG and what he brought. He looked right at GG, waiting to see what he did next.

GG placed one of the mug in front of him, and moved round to sit on the other side of the table. Eyes avoiding Boppy as he drank from his own mug.

Boppy raised a brow. What was he getting up to now? He sighed and picked up his own mug and took a drink, his face scrunched up.

“Is it okay?” GG asked, eye’s still avoiding him.

“It’s a little bitter.”

“Sorry, I didn’t know how you took it.” GG looked away again. They sat in silence for awhile, Boppy kept taking sips of his coffee however. Face scrunching after a few of them. There was an uncomfortable silence between them.

Boppy got about halfway through before pushing it away from him. He leaned back in his chair. “So what’s this all about then?” He asked.

GG looked up. “Oh? Well… umm… just thought you could use one.”

“Hmm…” He couldn’t tell what Boppy was thinking. “That’s not the whole reason, is it?”

GG’s eyes widened.

“You wanted to get on my good side right? Listen, I might be warming up to you, but I’m still on edge with you. I don’t know anything about you. Why you’re here, where you came from…” his expression became darker, “why out of everyone you went straight after my brother?”

GG blinked, then frowned “I didn’t go straight after him…” he raised his hands to stop himself. He knew he shouldn’t raise his voice to someone like Boppy. “It’s a long story but… it’s probably one you want to hear right?”

Boppy crossed his arms and leaned back in his chair, ready to listen.

“Thought as much.” God he really didn’t want to talk to Boppy about this, but maybe it would be for the better. “I guess I should start at the beginning.”

“I came from a different timeline all together, you know? One where everyone was nice to each other. Might seem crazy to you but it’s true. I ran a bar, just like your Grillby here but with the exception that I was nice to my customers. It was pretty much the same, day in day out.”

GG sat back in his chair, he really did not like talking about this. He started to fidget. “Until one day… The Void happened.”

“The Void?” Boppy asked. “How?”

“… I don’t know how. Not really. I was working when it happened. Tending the bar, serving the customers, the usual. And we all start hearing these panicked screams from outside.”

He starts fiddling with his hands. “We all went out to investigate. And there it was, a darkness spreading across the underground coming from Hotland. It was terrifying, I’m sure you understand why I’ve never talked about it before?”

Boppy nodded.

“That’s how… I became part of The Void and why I have to spend most of my time there. It’s like a connection, it fused itself with my magic and shattered my soul, but somehow I lived through it. I think many others did too. But that’s how I became this… ‘Void monster’. I had a proper flame back then.”

His hands clasped around his mug. He needed something to hold onto.

“I am trapped there, I don’t know if there’s a way for me to go back to myself. Stuck like this forever.”

…

“So how are you here now?” Boppy asked.

GG raised his eyebrow.

“You said you’re apart of it, trapped. So how are you here?”

“I think it’s to do with the amount of magic I originally had. Most monsters along with their magic also have a physical form where as I am completely magic. It took me a long time to realise that I could leave The Void with a physical form, for a short time. I instantly tried to get back to my timeline but… I could never find it. I still try too. I went to many other timelines before coming to this one, and deciding to stay.”

Boppy frowned. “And let me guess, You stayed because of Sans?” A slight dark tone to his voice.

“W-Well… yes. But not the reason you think. When I first came here, I appeared in Snowdin. It’s where I lived, so it’s where I always start. But this timeline is a lot more… unfriendly than most. Some of the monsters tried attacking me. But that’s when Raspberry came along, he got them to back off. He thought I was lost or something and offered me to stay here for the night. I would have corrected him but… I was just a lot more quieter back then.”

“So you did not love him right away?”

“No. I admit I did like him and he has a certain charm about him, but I don’t believe in the ‘love at first sight’ thing. A relationship take time and mutual respect. When I was leaving he asked me to come back again sometime. And so I did.”

“Hmm”

“And you know the rest after that, we got to know each other, became friends then started dating.”

Boppy leaned back, taking this all in. “I may not like it but I must admit, Sans has never been happier. But you do anything to upset him…” He leaned forward, “And I’m coming at you like a bag of bricks, understand?”

GG blinked. “O-Of course.”

“Good” Boppy stood up, mug in hand. “Oh, by the way…” Boppy called out before he left, “add more milk next time.” He smiled.

[nonbinarygaster]

Day 2 -Dirty talk

Please be nice,I’m really not good with dirty talk so it might not read well but I tried.

Characters: Undertale Grillby, Underfell Grillby

Words: 437

Saliva dripped down Grillby’s chin as he sucked on the light purple cock of his counter part thrusting into his mouth. The purple monster above him moans as his hand roughly grabbed the back of Grillby’s head and gagged as it was forcibly push to the back of his throat, earning a dark chuckle from him.

“Look at you,” Fellby groaned, pulling Grillby away. “Choking on my cock, did you like it?” Grillby remained silent, licking his tongue over his lips to catch some of the drool. He leant back, staring up at him with needy eyes.

“Of course you did, you whore.” Fellby placed his foot down on Grillby’s dick. Grillby let out a gasp, a shudder ran down his back.

“What a good little slut I have.” Fellby hummed, removing his foot. “Get on all fours, face away from me. I want to see that nice ass of yours.”

Grillby groaned, turning over on the floor getting on his hands and knees, pressing his chest to the floor with his ass in the air.

“Fucking beautiful.” Fellby growled, giving it a firm smack, gaining a nice gasp from Grillby, sparks flying as the two flames connected.

“Relax, I'm going to make you feel so good.” The lust dripping from Fellby’s voice was enough to bring shivers to Grillby. Fuck, he couldn't wait.

Fellby pulled down his trousers, fully freeing his hardened member, squeezing Grillby's ass with both hands and rubbing his dick between them. “You enjoy me pressing up against you, don’t you? You want my dick inside you.”

Grillby gasped as he felt the other lean down and slip one of his hand round his front and begin to stroke his eager cock. He dug his nails into the carpet, rolling his hips.

“Spread you legs further, slut.” Fellby growled and Grillby obeyed. He started pumping him very slowly.

“Hahh… Please.” Grillby whispered. This teasing is torture.

“I know you’re a quiet one, but you’re gonna have to beg better than that. Tell me what you want me to do.” Fellby pushed down against his back, mouth right next to his head, and growled. “And make it dirty.”

“Ahh! God please just fuck me.”

Fellby chuckled, removing his hand from Grillby. “I said…”

“Make it dirty.”

Grillby grunted. “Ah Fuck just… Fuck me with you fat cock. Wreck my ass till I can’t walk. Fill me up with your cum till I feel full. Jerk me off all while you’re doing it, please. Just. FUCK. ME!”

Fellby laughed again. “You really are a dirty slut.” And with that comment, Fellby slammed into him. Hard.

[nonbinarygaster]

Day 21 - Shower/Bath

:D

Characters: Gaster,  Underfell Grillby

Words: 1128

I’m open for art commissions

It was a long day working at the labs. His back hurt and his bones wear sore. He didn’t even bother greeting anyone, he just headed straight for the bathroom and got the bath running. He added the bubble soap before Gaster climbed in and relaxed.

The bath wasn’t too deep, but being a skeleton, it didn’t need to be. It just had to be warm to soothe his aching bones. The skeleton closed his eye and sank into the bubbly water. The bubbles adding a sweet scent of flowers. Something that could help him drift to sleep. Relaxed in warm water, giving his bones a chance to rest from the long hours of dragging work.

So relaxed that he didn’t notice someone entering the bathroom until they were right behind him placing their hands on his shoulders, giving him quite a fright.

“AH!” Gaster shouted out, jumping from his relaxed position, coursing a few drops of water to land on the person behind him.

“Ah, calm down my darling.” Fellby purred, the few drop of water not seeming to bother him.

“I was calm… before you scared me.” Gaster mumbled, laying back down in the tub again.

“What was that, pet?” Fellby asked, making his way to the side of the bath. He was wearing a longish pair of rubber gloves, and holding a sponge.

“N-Nothing…” Gaster responded shyly.

Fellby chuckled, “Good, you relax. I’ll get you clean.” He reached for the soap off the end of the bath. Gaster watched as Fellby lathers up the sponge before getting to work. He glanced down, watching Fellby's hand move over his clavicle. Gaster took a quick gasp.

Fellby’s gestures were firm but smooth, applying the right amount of pressure for the circular actions to be enjoyable. Gaster found himself quickly easing into the touch.

After a while of rhythmically scrubbing, Fellby scooped up some water with his other hand to rinse away the soap. Once clean, he repeated the process, moving to wash Gaster's arms starting with the humerus. It was very enjoyable and soothing. He lifted Gaster’s hand out of the water and continued to wash his hand, mindful of the hole in them.

It still felt nice, Fellby began to move across his chest, sponge running across his ribs and sternum. Washing with soap and rinsing with water. It was until he got to the ends of the ribs where they met spine that Gaster jumped, sparks of pleasure running down it.

"Oh?" Fellby chuckled. “Sensitive there are we?” he muttered. The skeleton leaned back into position, looking away from Fellby blushing hard, earning another laugh from Fellby.

Fellby ignored the reaction for now, more focused on getting Gaster cleaned. Moving his focus on Gaster’s other arm, repeating the same action he gave on the first one. Again, Gaster relaxed into the motions.

But it didn’t last long as Fellby moved to the spine, gaining a gasp from Gaster. He moved the sponge up and down his spine, going lower and lower until it went all the way to his sacrum. Gaster was squirming at the touch.

Fellby smirked, finally being where he wanted to be, let go of the sponge, it rising to the top of the water, and starting rubbing at Gaster’s pelvis with his fingers.

“Ah, G-Grillby… What-” His mind getting too cloudy with pleasure to finish the thought.

Fellby laughed lowly, he leaned in and started licking his neck. Soon after, his hand began teasing. Strong but covered fingers kneaded into the bone just the way Gaster liked it. It was driving him mad. The rubber gloves sparked a pleasure that was unlike anything else and had him crying out for more as he lulled his head back.

"Ah…Grill…" Gaster whimpered.

“Wow, you really like that huh?! Fellby teased, “You want more?”

Gaster nodded, pleasure clouding his mind.

"After a long day at work," Fellby purred, kissing his neck, "you're desperate to ‘relax’?"

The lust on those words was enough for Gaster’s entrance to summon. Gaster nodded again a bit more forcefully, desperate for whatever Fellby had planned. Fellby stopped rubbing against him, causing Gaster to whine.

“Use your words, pet.”

"Yes, please—" Gaster moaned. “Put them inside me.”

He then choked on a cry as Fellby's fingers pushed into the opening of his ecto pussy and began moving in and out at a slow pace.

He really wanted to grab on to Fellby, to hold him as his rubber gloved fingers fucked him. But he couldn’t, not without hurting him. It didn’t help that Fellby kept increasing the pace, quickly inserting another finger to join the first.

Gaster jumped, causing a few more drops of water to land on Fellby anyway. Once again he didn’t seem to mind as a few tufts of steam rised from where they landed. He must have known the dangers since this is what he wanted to do with Gaster.

He was getting accustomed to the second finger when Fellby's fingers suddenly jabbed at a particularly nice spot.

“Ahh~” The sound that left him was long and lustful, and Fellby seemed to enjoy it as he began rubbing the area without the slightest bit of restraint.

"Such a lovely sound you made…" Fellby chuckled lowly.

"Grillby, p-please!" Gaster begged, he tried to form words but the pleasure he felt was so amazing it kept him from doing much else than moan.

He couldn’t take it, he gripped Fellby's arm as hard as he could to try and ground himself. Fellby winced a little, both from the grip and the water covering Gaster’s hand. But it still didn’t bother him, he knew the risks when he decided to follow Gaster into the bathroom and finger fuck him.

"Grill I'm- I’m going to cum—" Gaster moaned desperately."P-Please”

And suddenly, his thrusts were faster and harder, increasing the pleasure that was already driving Gaster crazy. It felt so good. Thus, the skeleton tightened his grip as he snapped his hips wildly for more. He tilted his head up and cried out loudly when he was finally pushed over the edge and came.

Gaster’s whole body tensed up. Purple magic flowing out of him, swirling and mixing with the water. He was breathing heavily.

Fellby removed his fingers almost instantly after, waiting at the side of the tub for Gaster to come down from his high.

“Better?”

Gaster looked at him, nodding.

“Talk to me Gaster.”

“Haa- It was, very nice. Thank you.”

Fellby chuckled, offering out his still gloved hand for Gaster to take, and helping him stand up on shaky legs. He then got a towel to wrap the skeleton up in, picked him up and took him to the bedroom to help him get ready for bed.

[nonbinarygaster]

Big isn’t Bad - Gooberry

I kind of wish I was better at writing longer stories, like how do people do it ahhh.

Anyway, a request for @sinisor��� :3 sorry it took awhile, life and stuff got in the way. and sorry it’s short ahh.

Characters: Raspberry, GG

Words: 667

He heard it many time. Sometimes to his face, sometimes behind his back. Sometimes by strangers, sometimes from people he knew. But the worst is when it comes from yourself. He was fat, and everyone made him believe so.

Raspberry was running home, desperate to get away from the mean voices. Everyone was so mean around here, but all he ever did was be nice. It wasn’t fair. He slammed the door behind him running to his room, locking it behind him, not even checking if his brother was home. He wanted to be alone.

He stood in front of a mirror, just looking at himself. He knew he shouldn’t care what people thought about him, apperance wise. But it’s just so hard not to sometimes. You see it in yourself and it’s hard to disagree with them.

He looked down at himself, looking at his fat belly. “Nhhh.” Raspberry grunted. He hated it, he wished he was skinnier. He was trying, he went out and did his training everyday, but he couldn’t see a difference in his size, despite his bother telling him that he could. He felt that sometime he was lying to him, just to make him feel better.

He started to tear up. It wasn’t Boppy’s fault. He was just trying to help. It was his own fault. Raspberry pushed the mirror away, facing it so he would never have to look into it. The tears were falling now, he fell to his bed and just cried. His mind went blank, he didn't want to think about it anymore. Didn't want to think about anything.

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He didn't hear the noise at first, it seemed he was drifting off. But it kept repeating itself.

"Raspberry?"

He slowly started to look up when a hand was placed on his shoulder. Didn’t he lock the door?

“Raspberry?” GG was sitting on the edge of his bed. Raspberry hurriedly buried his face in his chest, hugging him tightly, tears coming back full force.

He was a little startled by his quick movements, but quickly embraced him, hands rubbing his back. “I… heard you crying. What’s wrong?”

There were a few sobs before Raspberry tried getting his breath back. He moved his face away to ask, “GG… Do you… think I’m fat?”

His eye’s widened. “Where has this come from?”

“Ev-Everyone else… thinks i-it. Y-You do t-t-too, don’t you?” Raspberry choked out.

GG hugged him. “Well…” He needed to think quickly. He wanted to be honest with Raspberry, but didn’t want to hurt his feeling, more than it apparently had. “...yes, but is that so bad?”

He rubbed Raspberry's back again, quickly continuing before Raspberry could answer that. “There is nothing wrong with being fat, and it doesn't define who you are as a monster.”

Raspberry was still crying. “But I-I hate it, i-it's still fat. Others are still going to pick on me about it.”

GG wiped away his tears. “You just need to remember that you're a physically healthy monster, Raspberry, which is more then what could be said for others.”

Raspberry moved back to look at GG, thinking hard about what he just said. “Y-Yeah. N-No one else g-goes out and trains everyday.” He smiled up at him.

“Exactly! And besides…” He gently pushed Raspberry onto the bed, hugging at his belly. “It's what I love best about you” He said nuzzling his head against his belly.

“Mwehhh~ GG! Stop it!” Raspberry laughed, a blush clearly making it was to his face.

“I can't, I love it too much.” He gave him a tight squeeze, placing soft kisses on it.

“GG~ stooop~” He cried out playfully, pushing his head away to stop his attack of kisses.

“Alright, I yield.” GG moved up to sit back on the side of the bed, Raspberry not far behind. “You feeling better?”

“Yeah.” He wrapped his arms around him from where he sat. “Thank you!”

GG pet his head. “Of course.”

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

[nonbinarygaster]

Day 22 - Scars

This one isn’t really a kink as per se. I mean it starts off with them doing it, but it kinda turned into an excuse to give a little more backstory to my Gaster.

Oh, and because of that, there is implied rape mention.

Characters: Gaster, Grillby

Words: 845

Gaster dug his fingers into the fabric of the sheets,head whirling from the pleasure, back arched as he moaned.

Grillby rocked into Gaster in a smooth motion. Every push from Grillby's hips had him sink down deeper into the mattress, each movement precise, pulling him into a lustful daze.

Grillby moved down to his chest, his hot tongue slithering out to lick at his sternum. Gaster gasped at the sensation, wiggling under him. “Grillby!” He moved his tongue in a circular motion, slowing his movements, getting Gaster to relax.

Gaster let out a moan, the slowness clearly working. Gaster closed his eye, rocking with the motions. Grilby moved up, licking his way up to Gaster’s neck, getting a quiet gasp out of him. The heat of his tongue feeling wonderful on his bones, he wouldn’t mind if Grillby stayed there forever.

But he didn’t, as he could feel Grillby move further up to place a kiss on his boney lips, his tongue taking control of his mouth as he places his hands on Gaster face pulling him in closer. “Mmh!” Gaster squeaked, he quickly started kissing back, deepening the kiss.

Grilby’s hands started to move, roaming around the features of his skull. His thumbs rubbing at the cracks around his eyes.

“Mhh.” Gaster croaked. That didn’t feel good. He never really like bringing it up, but he was sensitive about the cracks on his face. Neither of them had a pleasant story, but most scars didn’t.

He tried to pull away from the kiss, but something about this situation started to make him feel weak. He grabbed Grillby’s wrists and tried to pull them away, Grillby quickly got the message.

He pulled away, looking concerned. His movements stopped but his hand were still on Gaster’s face. “Gaster?”

He was now able to pull Grillby’s hands away. “Don’t… Don’t do that.”

“Sorry?” He was confused as to why Gaster’s mood had suddenly changed.

“M-My… You w-were touching… my scars.” Gaster’s voice shook, looking away from Grillby.

“O-Oh! I’m… I’m sorry.”

“No, it’s alright.... you didn’t know.”

Grillby wrapped his arms around Gaster, gently pulled out of him and sat him in his lap. He raised his temperature, hopping it would help to relax him. “You okay?” He asked, genuinely concerned.  

“Yeah, I’m fine. It just… brings back memories.”  He brought his hands up to place on Grillby’s chest.

Grillby was unsure what to do. Gaster was normally lively and full of energy, but now he seemed troubled.

“What happened?” Grillby whispered. He sounded hurt, sympathetic.

Gaster looked him straight in the eyes. He instantly regretted asking, if Gaster wanted him to know he would have told him long ago. His gaze went back down.

“They both happened before we were trapped underground, both from humans.” He moved a hand to his left eye, fingers hovering over the crack running down his cheekbone. “This one happened when I was just trying to get by.” His voice was starting to shake. “I-I was a… a s-sex worker, just trying to get as m-much money as I could to r-r-raise my kids.”

“I thought I would only be dealing with one human, but…”

He blink his eye, clearly trying not to cry. “I-It’s a very dangerous job, I-I’ll s-s-say that much.” Grillby gave a slow nod, seemingly understanding what Gaster was implying. Poor thing.

Gaster placed his hand back on Grillby’s chest, lips quivering. He raised his other hand over the crack above his right eye, reaching to the top of his skull. “T-This one h-h-happened during t-the war.”

He was quiet for awhile, then suddenly tears were falling from his eyes. “I knew a lot about m-m-monster souls. Because of that, I was the best h-healer around. It was why I was assigned a protector, a bodyguard, but…”

Gaster paused, tears still falling. He felt Grillby's hand move, whipping some of the tears away. He smiled at the action, but it quickly faded. “Before you, I had another elemental protecting me.”

“T-T-They were already hurt when the humans attacked, but they co-continued to fight back despite their i-injuries. I ran in front, t-to protect them.” He was struggling to breath, “It was… a-a terrible idea. I-I-I hurt myself and I-I failed to pro-protect you… I’m sorry...”

Gaster fell onto Grillby, sobbing and shaking. He felt incredibly drained. Grillby wrapped his arms around him, hopping his warmth would help relax the skeleton.

“You are very brave to have gone through that.” His voice was soft as he rubbed his hands across Gaster's back.

Gaster looked up from his position. Prompting Grillby to continue.

“You've gone through a hard time in your life, but you're here now, doing amazing things for the underground.”

“... I still hate them. Th-They're terrible reminders.”

“I'm not saying you should like them, but maybe when you do think about them, you can think how strong you are for surviving them?”

That was... actually a nice thought, scars being a sign of strength. Gaster smiled. “Thank you, Grillby.”

Grillby pulled Gaster into a full hug.

[nonbinarygaster]

Day 9 - Asphyxiation | Lingerie

The return of GG’s Lingerie :3c

I really had a hard time with this one. It flows bad and it kinda ends abruptly, so I hope the picture makes up for it.

Characters: Raspberry (@sinisor​‘s Sans), GG (My Grillby)

Words: 1041

I’m open for art commissions

He was left a note.

“Meet me in your room in 15 minutes~”

Raspberry was fidgeting on the sofa, his mind racing as to what GG has in store for him. If it’s in the bedroom, it’s going to be good either way. 15 minutes was starting to feel like forever. He busied himself with some house work.

---

He was waiting outside his bedroom, kind of unsure if he should just walk in or knock first. Before he could decide, the door was already opening.

Raspberry was taken back. Leaning against the doorframe, GG was waiting for him. In lingerie. “Oooh my~” Raspberry just stared. He was wearing a black and blue corset with pantys, blue frills going around the waist and chest area. He’s also summoned breasts which were slightly too big to fit in. His legs were also formed, too big for the thigh-long socks he was wearing which were inside some knee high boots.

He was a sight to behold, and Raspberry couldn’t help but stare. He just wanted to squish every part of goop that was poking out.

“Y-you like?” GG asked trying to mask his nervousness.  

Raspberry's face was turning redder by the second. He was so sexy. He eventually brought his attention to GG’s face. “Uhh… umm… yeah! Very much. Haha.”

“I'm-glad.” It was GG’s turn to blush. “Umm… please, come in.” He turned on his heel and walked inside. Raspberry following closely behind.

GG’s stride was ever so elegant, it was surprising really, Raspberry didn't know he could walk that well, in heels no doubt. The motion of the legs, the sway of his hips.  He was so distracted, he didn't notice that GG had stopped, almost bumping into him.

GG was facing him, leaning down to reach around him and untie his scarf. His formed boobs, right in front of Raspberry's face. He just wanted to bury his face in them. He was very close to doing so.

GG removed the scarf and dropped it to the floor. “So, Raspberry. What do y-you want? Tell me, and I'll do it for you. Y-You're in control tonight.”

“Ooh! Umm, I… I don’t know.” Raspberry blushed.

“It could be anything What’s one thing you’ve always wanted to try?”

“Umm hehe… well, I-I want to t-try… umm… asp- asphy… uum, choking?”

GG’s eyes widened at the request. “Oh? Alright then!”

“Is that alright?”

“Of course…” GG blushed. “Get on the bed.”

Raspberry nodded as he climbed onto the bed, GG following shortly behind. He straddled over Raspberry’s waist, pulling his shirt off from the hem, rubbing his ribs as his hands past them, earning a short moan. He threw the shirt away once it was off, continuing to glide his hands over his chest.

Raspberry gasped, it was a nice feeling. And he had a nice view of GG. A very nice view. Especially with the outfit he was wearing. He raised his hands to fondle GG’s formed boobs.

GG moaned in return, it was a nice feeling. He started rocking his body against Raspberry’s, rutting against his pelvis. The friction sending a wave of pleasure up his spine, causing him to squeeze hard on GG’s breasts.

“Ah! Raspberry~” GG called out, holding onto Raspberry’s wrist. The pain mixing perfectly with pleasure. He squirmed on top of him, adding more friction between them. Once they settled, Raspberry went back to fondling them softly. GG relaxed into the motion.

GG removed his hands from Raspberry wrists and placed them around his shorts and pulled them off, joining the shirt on the floor. He continued to grind against his now exposed hip bone.

GG started to slowing move his hands up against Raspberry’s body, making their way up towards his neck. “Are- are you r-ready?” He asked nervously.

Raspberry nodded blushing, he tried forcing himself to relax.

GG wrapped his hands around Raspberry's neck, gently at first. He was starting to feel a lot more worried about this, but still he tried. His hands squeezed lightly around Raspberry’s neck. It wasn't even a full 3 seconds before he loosened his grip, hands shaking.

It happened a few times before Raspberry pulled GG’ hands away. “What's wrong? You said you'd do whatever I wanted and you're not.”

“I'm sorry, I just… I don't want to hurt you.”

Raspberry sighed. “I'll be fine GG, I want this.”

“I know but… I can’t help it.”

Raspberry fell back. He understood GG’s reason but he was still annoyed with it. How were they going to try something new if he was too scared to do it?

“Hey, why don’t we have a safe word?” Raspberry offered. “If I feel hurt or uncomfortable, we stop?”

“That… could work. But what would it be?”

“Umm…” Raspberry thought. He looked around the room for some inspiration. “Orange?”

“O-kay~ That... works.” GG placed his hands back around Raspberry’s neck and squeezed a little more harder this time round. “Is that better?” GG asked.

Raspberry nodded as best he could, thrusting up against GG. GG held onto for a little longer before easing up. But squeezed again quickly, longer and harder every time he did it, gaining more confidence each time he choked Raspberry.

Raspberry placed his hands on GG’s hips, squeezing at the goop poking out from the corset every time GG’s grip tightened. It felt good. GG started moving his body again. It was going well.

But as GG’s confidence rised, so too did Raspberry's fear. He knew GG would never hurt him, but with his grip getting stronger, he couldn't help but panic.

“Or-orange.” Raspberry choked out. GG’s hands were off him immediately, his rocking coming to a stop, face turning to a look of instant concern and apologetic.

“O-ooh, I'm sorry, a-a-are you okay? Are you hurt? Do you need me to get you anything? I'll…”

“I'm fine.” Raspberry interrupted. “I mean, I liked it, I just… got scared.”

“Oh?” GG blinked. “Well that's fine. We can do it another time. Differently too. Whichever way you find comfortable.”

Raspberry leaned up to deeply kiss GG. “Thank you.”

“Of course.” GG responded. “Well, what would you like to do now?”

Raspberry smirked at him. “This.” And he buried his face into GG’s boobs.

[nonbinarygaster]

Day 19 - Nipple Play

Hey, Voidster is actually the one doing something this time

Characters: Raspberry (@sinisor’s sans) Voidster (My Gaster)

Words: 462

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Voidster smiled when he heard another loud whine escape from Raspberry. He hadn’t done anything like this before. Not that he could remember.

He was nervous, of course, but hearing all these wonderful noises coming from Raspberry was slowly filling him with confidence. He slowly rubbed Raspberry’s nipples, earning a moan from Raspberry.

"Mmmh That feels good." Raspberry moaned out leaning back, writhing around. He wanted to grab and hold on to Voidster, but respected his wishes not to.

Voidster didn't have anything to say so he just continued to play with the breasts in front of him. The sensitive nipples were hardening from his touch. It was an interesting experience. His fingers circling the little nubs, gripping lightly. Raspberry’s eyes flashed open, back arching in response, with a gasp escaping his lips.

“Stars Voidy. Haa~”

His grin widens as he locks eyes with Raspberry. Now that was a reaction. He wondered if he could do more to Raspberry. He leans down towards his chest, tongue forming in his mouth.

He hovers directly over Rasberry’s breast and opens his mouth, a trail of goop dripping down onto Raspberry’s chest.

He took Raspberry's left nipple in his mouth before sucking on it needingly, still twisting and rubbing on the other.

Raspberry arched his back as he moaned and gasped. God he really wanted to hold onto Voidster. He went with pulling harshly on the bed sheets under him. Voidster may have never done this before, but he was damn good at it.

Voidster began using the tip of his tongue to make circles around the hard nub, not stopping till his tongue got tired, so he tried biting on it instead.

That got a bigger reaction out of Raspberry. “AHH~” He called out, wiggling under Voidster. Causing the monster on top the flinch.

“O-Oh, s-s-sorry.” He apologized.

“N-no, i-it’s okay, I liked it.” Raspberry was breathing heavily. “Do- Do the other one.”

Voidster immediately shifted from the left to the right, sucking on it softly before giving it a quick nibble. He heard a soft gasp and a jerk from Raspberry.

Suddenly, Voidster gave one hard bite and harsh suck while tugging hard on the other nipple, that immediately sent the shorter monster over the top.

He kept on stimulating the nipples through it, sucking and rubbing the boy's breasts not stopping till Raspberry had come down from his high.

When he stopped, he licked his mouth to catch any of his goopy saliva that might have dribbled out.

"Was that… okay? Did you like it?" Voidster asked, blushing. He was still shy of his performance. How cute.

“It was great.” Raspberry sat up moving close to Voidsters face. “May I?”

Voidster nodded and Raspberry left him a little peck on the cheek.