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byuteablanc · 21 days ago

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One Human and a Whole Lotta Bones! | Skeleharem x Gender Neutral Reader

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Chapter Five: Black Out

You were getting dressed, pulling up your pants. You felt like your eyelids were about to plummet with the way you were fighting to keep your eyes open.

Taking a deep breath, you attempted to ignore the migraine developing all over your head. Putting in your shirt, the sudden tension on your head made it infinitely worse. It was like someone was putting nails to the chalkboard of your brain, ringing through your whole body with an unending screech.

You felt uneasy, realizing you were even leaning a little to the right. Going into a momentary t-pose to steady yourself, you turn your desk chair towards you and sit in it for a moment.

You could feel the weight of your own saliva pooling in your mouth, your automatic swallowing suddenly became manual. You felt like you wanted to hurl.

You groan, attempting to rub your temples to soothe the pain. Unfortunately this was a futile effort, your pain spread farther than where your fingers could all reach. Mustering the energy, you stand up on your two feet, motivating yourself to keep going.

Grabbing your back pack from its place beside your desk, you haul it onto your back. It feels way heavier than usual. Maybe it was the fatigue?

You exited your room, closing the door behind you. You dragged your body across the hallway and to the stairwell. Looking down at it, it seemed a lot bigger than usual. You gripped the railing, cautiously stepping down to the main floor. Every step seemed to seep your energy more and more and more, it felt like you were descending down a steep cliff with heavy equipment.

You finally reached the ground floor, surprisingly having not fallen. You suddenly felt triumphant. You continued your walk up to the kitchen, Blue and Edge were exchanging conversation while Blue washed the dishes.

“SO YEAH, THE GIRL EXPLODED. SAD STORY REALLY— HELLO HUMAN!” Edge greeted, noticeably not calling you by your name.

“Hey,” you replied, your fatigue showing.

“OH GREAT TORIEL Y/N, YOU LOOK A MESS!” Blue commented, stopping his dish washing to momentarily study you.

Your eyes blinked asynchronously in response.

Wait, why was a nineties style version of Blue standing next to him.

“NOBODY WILL BELIEVE YOU, BRAH.” 90’s Blue commented.

You were horrified.

Suddenly, your shoulders were grabbed and you felt your body conflate back and forth. You looked up to Edge, who was apparently shaking you. “WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU, HUMAN? ARE YOU BROKEN OR SOMETHING?” Edge exclaimed, which made your migraine scream in agony.

“EDGE! STOP THAT! YOU SEEM TO BE HURTING THEM! AT LEAST THAT’S WHAT THEIR FACIAL EXPRESSION LOOKS LIKE.” Blue reprimanded, grabbing Edge’s right arm. “BUT SERIOUSLY THOUGH, WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU Y/N?”

Your head was pounding, you felt like your skull was melting, and all the colors around you seemed to both be brighter and meld together. You were still seeing weird 90’s Blue who was whispering cryptic nonsense into your ear which you tried to ignore.

“My head…Please… Quiet…” Were the only words you could muster before everything faded to black.

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EDGE’S POV

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“My head…Please… Quiet…” Y/N MUTTERED.

Y/N THEN WENT SLICK IN MY ARMS, QUICKLY REPOSITIONING THEM TO CATCH Y/N BEFORE THEY FELL TO THE GROUND.

“I DIDN’T DO IT! I SWEAR!” I QUICKLY DEFENDED MYSELF.

BLUE EXHALED, LOOKING QUITE NERVOUS ABOUT THE SITUATION. “I KNOW EDGE! WHAT DO WE DO?”

“I DON’T KNOW!! WHAT DO YOU THINK WE SHOULD DO??” I REPLIED BACK, STILL HOLDING A LIMP HUMAN NOODLE IN MY HANDS.

“I HAVE NO IDEA!! MAYBE WE SHOULD TAKE THEM TO THE HOSPITAL?” BLUE THOUGHT IN RESPONSE, LOOKING NOTABLY PANICKED.

TAKING A DEEP BREATH, I THEN EXHALED. I, THE MOST EVIL PAPYRUS WILL NOT FALTER AT SUCH A PREDICAMENT! “WE SHOULD CALL CINNABAR! HE HANGS AROUND THE HUMAN OFTEN, HE SHOULD KNOW WHAT TO DO!”

“AGREED!” BLUE REPLIED, PULLING OUT HIS PHONE AND DIALING THE AFOREMENTIONED THING. BEFORE CINNABAR COULD EVEN SAY HELLO, BLUE YELPED, “THE HUMAN FAINTED AND WE DON’T KNOW WHAT TO DO!!”

“What??!!!” CINNABAR RESPONDED, SEEMINGLY ATCTGE TOP OF HIS LUNGS. “Oh Great Toriel! I’m On My Way!”

BEFORE ME OR BLUE COULD EVEN GET A WORD IN, HE HUNG UP. “SOME HELP THAT WAS!” I HUFFED, FRUSTRATED.

“MAYBE WE SEARCH UP WHAT TO DO??” BLUE SUGGESTED, I CONCURRED. WE MIGHT BE RUNNING OUT OF TIME! CINNABAR WOULD KILL THE BLUE IF THE HUMAN DIED ON HIS WATCH. BUT WITH I, CINNABAR WOULD NEVER EVEN DARE FACE ME!

“OK SO, THE INTERNET SAYS TO CHECK FOR A PULSE!” BLUE ANNOUNCED, SQUINTING TO ANALYZE THE SEARCH RESULTS BEFORE HIM. I QUICKLY PINCHED THE HUMAN’S WRIST, I FELT A PULSE. THE HUMAN, EVEN WHILE UNCONSCIOUS, SEEMED TO WINCE AT MY TOUCH. I FELT AN UNFAMILIAR PRICK OF A FEELING IN MY SOUL.

“DON’T BE TOO HARD EDGE! HUMANS ARE FRAGILE!”

“I KNOW THAT!” I SNAPPED BACK, TAKING BLUE SLIGHTLY OFF GUARD.

I SIGHED. “WHAT ELSE DID THE RESULTS SAY?”

BLUE PIPED UP, REMINDED OF HIS OBJECTIVE. “OH! THEY SAID TO, IF THE PULSE IS STILL GOING, CALL EMERGENCY RESPONSE!“

I LOOKED AT BLUE INCREDULOUSLY FOR A MOMENT.

“YEAH I DON’T WANNA DO THAT EITHER MWEHEH…” HE TOOK A PAUSE, SMILING AWKWARDLY. “BUT IT DID SAY THAT WE CAN JUST LAY THE HUMAN DOWN IN THE MEANTIME!”

LISTENING TO HIS INFORMED ADVICE, I WALK TO THE DEN TO LAY THE HUMAN DOWN.

“NOW WHAT?” I INQUIRE, CROSSING MY ARMS.

BLUE PONDERS FOR A MOMENT, “THE HUMAN DID SAY SOMETHING ABOUT THEIR HEAD BEFORE FAINTING, WHICH LEADS ME TO BELIEVE SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH IT!”

BLUE ADDS ON, “AND IF HUMAN HEAD AILMENTS ARE ANYTHING LIKE OURS, THE HUMAN MIGHT BENEFIT FROM A COLD CLOTH TO THE FOREHEAD!” HE PAUSES FOR A SECOND. “UH, I-I’LL GO GET IT!”

NOW LEFT WITH THE UNCONSCIOUS HUMAN, I CAN’T HELP BUT STARE AT THE HUMAN. THEIR EXPRESSION IS FILLED WITH THIS… NONCHALANT AGONY? LIKE THEY’RE GOING THROUGH A LOT, BUT AREN’T ABLE TO SHOW IT. I THINK I FEEL—

“BACK!” BLUE EXCLAIMED, SNAPPING ME FROM MY THOUGHT. “HERE YOU GO HUMAN, PLEASE FEEL BETTER!” BLUE PLEADS, PLACING THE SLIGHTLY DAMP, COLD TOWEL ON THEIR FOREHEAD.

“THEY’RE NOT CONSCIOUS, IDIOT.” I ROLLED MY EYES.

BLUE FROWNED. “YEAH EDGE, I CAN SEE THAT! I’M JUST WISHING THEM WELL! — IT’S CALLED BEING NICE.”

“WHAT’S WORTH BEING NICE WHEN THEY CAN’T EVEN HEAR YOU?” I RAISED A BROW.

BLUE LOOKED SURPRISED. “WOW, SO YOU ONLY LIKE TO GIVE GOOD WISHES WHEN PEOPLE CAN HEAR YOU?”

I UNCROSSED MY ARMS, LAYING THEM ON MY HIPS ARGUMENTATIVELY. “THAT IS NOT WHAT I SAID—!”

“BUT THAT’S WHAT YOU MEANT…” BLUE EYED ME.

I SNARLED. “NO, YOU BUMBLING BASTARD!”

“‘BASTARD’?! HOW DARE YOU, YOU RAPSCALLION!” BLUE RETORTED.

I BEGAN TO CHUCKLE. “‘RAPSCALLION’? AND HOW OLD ARE YOU EXACTLY?”

“OLDER THAN YOU.”

“I CAN TELL, YOU’RE CERTAINLY MORE DECREPIT!”

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Cinnabar’s Pov

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I Hate Traffic. I Hate Human Biology. I Hate Everything.

Of Course Someone Had An Accident On The Freeway. And Of Course, In A Frenzy Trying To Get Home, I Didn’t Check The Traffic Report!!

So, Now I’m Stuck In A Sea Of Cars While My Dearest [Y/n] Is In Desperate Need Of Me!

Oh My Mind Is Just Running With Possibilities. What If [Y/n] Was Currently Choking On Pain Meds? What If Edge And Blue Were Just Arguing Over What To Do And Not Actually Helping? What If Those Two Idiots Lit [Y/n] On Fire Thinking It Would Help?

Anything Could Happen With Those Two…

Anything!!!

I Just Have To Get Back Home!

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BLUE’S POV

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I HATE EDGE!

HE’S SO RUDE ALL THE TIME! I’M CONVINCED HE CAN ONLY SAY MEAN THINGS!

WE’RE CURRENTLY ON OPPOSITE SIDES OF THE ROOM WITH OUR ARMS CROSSED, LOOKING AWAY FROM EACH OTHER.

“ARE YOU READY TO APOLOGIZE?” EDGE ASKED, WITH A DISTINCT SNARK TO IT.

I TURNED AROUND TO MEET HIM. “ME? APOLOGIZE?? YOU’RE THE ONE THAT NEEDS TO APOLOGIZE!” I YELL, POINTING AT HIM ACCUSINGLY.

EDGE LAUGHED IN MY FACE. “ I CANNOT BELIEVE YOU’RE THIS IMMATURE! WAIT, I CAN BELIEVE IT!” HE TOOK A PAUSE TO CONTINUE LAUGHING. “ME CALLING YOU DECREPIT IS A FACT, YOU HAD TO REALIZE IT EVENTUALLY.”

I SIGHED, SMIRKING IN ANGER. “FINE, IF *I’M DECREPIT, THEN YOU’RE A RAGING, FUSSY BABY! I NEED EARPLUGS JUST TO BE AROUND YOU!!”

“WELL AT LEAST I ENUNCIATE MY PRESENCE. BETTER TO MAKE MYSELF KNOWN THAN BE OBSOLETE.” EDGE RETORTED, ONCE AGAIN LOOKING SNARKY AND FULL OF HIMSELF.

“YOU DON’T HAVE TO DO THAT EDGE. WE ALL LITERALLY *LIVE TOGETHER! YOUR “PRESENCE”— I USE AIR QUOTES —“IS ALREADY KNOWN!” I EXPLAIN, ABOUT READY TO FACE PALM.

“WELL.. I JUST FIND IT NECESSARY!”

I CHORTLE. “GOOD TORIEL EDGE, A 4 YEAR OLD COULD COME UP WITH A BETTER COMEBACK.”

EDGE’S EYE SEEMED TO TWITCH. “YOU LITTLE SHIT!“

HE SUMMONED A LARGE BONE AND ATTEMPTED TO SLICE ME WITH IT. I DODGE IT WITH EASE, EDGE’S STRIKES ARE CHILD’S PLAY!

“WOW EDGE, YOU CAN’T DO WORDS WELL SO YOU RESORT TO VIOLENCE! TYPICAL..” I TURNED MY HEAD AWAY SMIRKING, ACTING MATURE OF COURSE!

HE WENT TO SLICE ME AGAIN, MISSING ME BY A WIDE MARGIN. I LAUGHED, “YOU FIGHT LIKE AN UNEXPERIENCED CADET! ARE YOU SURE YOU’RE A ROYAL GUARD?”

EDGE GUFFAWED, LOOKING SURE OF HIMSELF. “I WOULDN’T SPEAK SO SOON...” HE POINTED HIS BONE SWORD TO THE FLOOR.

FOLLOWING THE GESTURE WITH MY EYE LIGHTS, I GASPED.

“MY JACKET!” I EXCLAIMED, SEEING THE LOWER HALF OF IT ON THE FLOOR. I FALL TO MY KNEES IN MOMENTARY DEFEAT.

“DIDN’T TAKE ME FOR A TAILOR NOW DID YOU? I WOULD SAY THIS IS MY BEST WORK!” EDGE GLOATS, CONTINUING, “I HAVE THE HONOR OF WORKING ON YOUR

*FAVORITE

***JACKET.”

THE ROOM GETS DARK.

I HOLD THE REMAINS OF MY JACKET IN MY HANDS. SCOWLING SO HARD MY FANGS SHOW, I SUMMON BONE OF MY OWN BEFORE STANDING UP. “OK ASSHOLE, YOU’RE ON.”

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Your POV

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You were currently dreaming, imagining a fight between two bears.

You were strangely locked in place, forced to hear the bickering before you. You weren’t even able to break up the fight with your words, whenever you tried to speak bubbles came out??

You were so seriously irritated that you wanted to cover your ears, but you couldn’t even do that!

The argument itself came out as just a bunch of nonsensical groans as the two bears snarled at each other. You were weirdly trying to follow along with what the bears were saying, not really making any of it out. They both were definitely evenly matched in shouting, your ears paid the price.

Then one bear pushed the other.

Suddenly, the argument between the two bears sprung into a frenzy of physical attacks. Claws were out. Fangs were brandished. Nothing could get these two to quit it. They upset the surrounding area to a moderate degree, leaving claw marks and cracks in their wake.

The dream then pivoted to a different bear on a unicycle, trying his best to navigate through the forest that kept getting in his way. You were even more confused by this, but was honestly relishing the quiet panic of this bear over the chaos of the others. You found yourself rooting for the bear, hoping he could get to his destination.

But you can’t ever be happy so you turn back to the angry bears, still exchanging blows and decimating the area around their anger.

As if it was the climax to their fight, in their tizzy, they knocked over a nearby tree creating a loud

BOOOOM!!

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Cinnabar’s Pov

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“Finally, I’m Off The Freeway!“ I Exclaim To Myself, Letting Out A Sigh Of Relief.

My Mind Was Consumed By A Fantasy Of A Knight In Shining Armor And His Damsel In Distress, Coming To Save Them From A Terrible Ailment. I’m The Knight Of Course, And [Y/n], My Handsome Damsel. “I’m Coming My Beloved!”

Opening My Eyes To Reality, I Abruptly Came To A Stop When The Car In Front Of Me Got Too Close. I Frowned, Frustrated, Leaning To The Side To See What Was In Front. There Was *Another Car Accident!

I Took A Deep Breath.

“AHHH-“

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Your POV

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You abruptly jolted awake by the loud noise, eyes wide, heart beating from being startled.

You looked in the direction of the noise, seeing the nice center table in the den in two splintered pieces. The glass that ordained parts of it cracked and disfigured.

Blue is on top of Edge, pinning him down with one of those bones that skeletons can apparently summon at will.

Broken out of their angered stupor, the two realize what they’ve done and quickly get up to survey the damage. And they notice that you’re up.

Looking between you and the broken coffee table, Edge starts. “IT WAS HIS FAULT!” He points to Blue.

“WHAT?? FIRST OF ALL, YOU STARTED IT! SECOND, YOU DESTROYED MY JACKET—“

Edge cut off Blue. “AHEM! YOU MEAN MADE IT BETTER.”

Ignoring him, Blue continued. “THIRD, THIS IS NOT MY FAULT!”

“IS TOO!”

“IS NOT!”

“IS TOO!”

“And here I thought my dreams had no tie to reality.” You interrupted, fully turning to the two skeletons.

They look perplexed at what you could possibly be talking about. “Look guys, I really don’t feel like playing middle man today. Regardless of who did it, you both need to take care of this mess you made.” You scold, while holding your head.

Edge sighs, “THE HUMAN IS RIGHT. DESPITE OUR TRIBULATIONS, WE MUST FIX THIS BEFORE SANS GETS HOME AND MOUTHS OFF TO THE BOTH OF US…”

“FINE, BUT ONLY BECAUSE I REFUSE TO BE IN TROUBLE ON THE SAME LEVEL AS YOU,” Blue huffed, crossing his arms.

You clapped ceremoniously, a little smile peaking out from your tired face. But wait, “Now how do you fix this actually? Where would you even get a new table that looks identical to that one?”

“SIMPLE [Y/N]! MAGIC~” Blue answered, jazz hands accompanying his display.

Bursting through the door, the loud but terribly fast stomps of Cinnabar’s boots were coming towards you. He finally found you in the den and then scooped you up in a concerned bear hug.

“Darling! I Was So Worried! You Couldn’t Leave Those Boneheads To Watch A Rock..” Cinnabar let you go, glaring at the two skeletons.

“HEY, THAT WAS ONE TIME!” Edge yelled back, crossing his arms.

“But That One Time Ended Up With Two Laurels!”

“MAYBE LAUREL ALWAYS WANTED A TWIN ANYWAY?” Blue shrugged awkwardly, wearing a crooked smile.

Cinnabar sighed, putting a finger to his temple. “Regardless, You’re Okay Right?” He spoke to you.

“Yeah, just a faint of exhaustion,” you waved off, as if that wasn’t something the concerned about. You take a look at your watch, “and now I have class in like twenty minutes so I need to skedaddle—“ You were stopped before you could continue.

“No.” Cinnabar said blankly.

“No?”

“No! Of Course Not! You’re Skipping Today! I Mean There Is So Much To Say! From The Fainting, To You Waving Off The Fainting, To The- OH MY STARS WHY IS THE TABLE IN PIECES?” He jerked back a little.

“DAMMIT, HE NOTICED..” Edge frowned

You decided to stick up for them. “It’s fine! They’re going to get a replacement—!”

“I Mean Do You Guys Even Think?! [Y/n] Could’ve Been Hit In The Crossfire Of Your Squabble That Led To This!”

You tried to interject, but ended up being cut off again.

“Do You Have Any Idea The Repercussions That Could Have? [Y/n] Would Have To Go To The Hospital And They’d Ask “Oh, what got you so hurt? Was it a car accident?” And Then [Y/n] Would Say “Oh no, it was just my roommates!” Which Would Cause Concern Because You Know, We’re MONSTERS! ItTookMeSoLongToConvinceSansAndRedThatAHumanCouldLiveHereAndYouWereThisCloseTo RUINING THAT FOR ME!!!”

There was a silence in the room as Cinnabar caught his breath, you could barely understand what he said at the end of that diatribe but he seemed incredibly passionate. You felt bad for him, but you were happy he cared so much.

You also felt bad for the two squabblers that just got the scolding of the century. You could almost laugh at the two’s faces if they weren’t so perturbed by Cinnabar’s rage.

Taking in his last breath, Cinnabar spoke, “Sorry Dear, You Didn’t Deserve To See That. You Two Didn’t Either, Even If You’re Stupid. But Whew I Needed That, Rush Hour Is Not A Fun Time Monsters And Human!”

You wanted to say something and were preparing to speak until Cinnabar, once again, cut you off.

“Sorry Darling There’s Just One More Thing I Must Say And Then I’m Done And Then You’re off to bed: You Can’t Just Get Another Version Of The Same Table, No Two Tables Are The Same Even With Magic. And Who Would Most Definitely Notice That?”

“RUSS..” Blue and Edge said in sad unison.

“You’re Going To Have To

TELL SANS..” They all said in unison.

“Now, What Did You Wish To Say?”

“I honestly forgot at this point.”

With a flop, the cold towel on your forehead plopped to the ground.

“Yeah you’re right Cinnabar I’m gonna go take a nap.” You say, picking up the towel from the ground and walking away, leaving the scene.

“HEH, THAT’S WHAT DOES IT FOR YOU?” Blue uttered, giggling

“Wait For Me, Darling! I’d Love To Have An Impromptu Cuddle Session!” Cinnabar called to you in a sing-song voice, also walking away from the scene.

As the you and Cinnabar walked to your room, the two living room chaotics were left to their own devices.

“THIS IS YOUR FAULT,” Edge muttered.

Blue rolled his eyelights, “OH SHUT UP.”

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jjjuuh-writes · 1 year ago

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Ao3 fanfictions

Here is a gathered list of all fanfictions with links and warnings:

No Way Out TW! Child abuse, starvation, neglect, medical procedures, violense Reader x everyone(?) - Reader falls into the world of Underfell as a child and grows up with the two brothers until a sudden force drags them into a new alternate universe.

Puppy Love TW! Kidnapping, noncon, violence, broken bones, amputation, force feeding, yandere, dehumanization Reader x Yandere!Fellswap Gold Papyrus - Reader is kidnapped by Yandere!Coffee.

Inside The Batcave TW! Anal, smut, knotting Undertale Papyrus x Underfell Papyrus (EdgePuff) - Papyrus and Edge have a movie night.

Family Day TW! Speciesism, mpreg, mafia, difficulties with pregnancy, threatening, homophobia Mafiafell Papyrus x Horrortale Papyrus - The family of three spend the day together, enjoying their time despite some unfortunate events.

The Help TW! FDIA, non-consensual drug use, medical treatments, needles, puking Underswap Papyrus x Reader - Stretch needs to feel needed.

Conversion Therapy TW! Homophobia, dubcon, smut, blowjob Underfell Papyrus x Swapfell Papyrus - Father Money fucks Edge straight.

I will edit this as I go, but this is what I have atm :3

(lots of papyly oneshots)

#AO3 fanfic #masterlist #undertale #underfell #mafiafell #horrortale #fellswap gold #papyrus #sans #reader #reader x papyrus #reader x sans #smut #dark themes

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skeletonlvr22 · 3 months ago

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sweet heat lightning falls - Chapter 11 - Something Good

When Coffee was small, still in stripes with his thumb in his mouth, he would get the overwhelming urge to run away. He can't recall why, really. Despite knowing the rules that his mother had given him, one day, he ran. His brother ended up finding him an hour later, sobbing silently as he wandered, lost, in the snowy woods surrounding Snowdin. Wine, barely a teenager at the time, had dragged him back home.

The feeling never dissipated, though. If anything, it worsened. And growing up underground, there isn't really anywhere to run, anyway.

On the day of his mother's remembrance ceremony, when he was 10, the itch got worse. Yet, he didn't run and let it simmer as he stood, empty, next to his brother, staring down at the urn.

Over the next few hundred years, as Coffee grew older, the itch never went away. When the resets started, the itch got unbearable. Yet, with nowhere to run, stuck in that damned cave, he remained.

Then, he and his brother were sucked into a different universe. A kinder universe. One where Wine wasn't Captain, Coffee wasn't a soldier, and the sun was in the sky. And with the sun hung freely in the sky, Coffee suddenly had everywhere to run.

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Or: Coffee acquires a bus, a brochure, and a reason to leave Ebott so, naturally, he does. Maybe he'll find something more beyond cavern walls, universal mishaps, and his brother's suffocating reach.

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system-network · 12 days ago

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So I made a Undertale reverse harem fic, yippee!!! It's different than the one I posted on my account earlier, and this is the one time I'm posting this on my Tumblr

The first two chapters are out now if you'd like to give it a read and help me with plot points or chapter Ideas

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Sans/Reader, Papyrus/Reader, sans aus/reader, Papyrus AUs/Reader Characters: Sans (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale), Sans (Underfell), Sans (Underswap), Sans (Fellswap gold), Sans (Fellswap red), Sans (swapfell), Sans (Horrortale), Papyrus (Underfell), Papyrus (Underswap), Papyrus (Fellswap gold), Papyrus (fellswap red), Papyrus (Swapfell), Papyrus (horrortale) Additional Tags: NO FONTSCEST, Fluff, Average Undertale fanfic, Reverse Harem, Awkward reader, I'll try to not make it annoying, use of Y/N, but you'll get nicknames soon enough, skeletons x reader, constructive criticism is welcome, I would appreciate more chapter ideas, Will Add More Tags As This Updates, Author is new at writing, please be nice to author :( - Freeform, this won't have much plot, reader comes from a lowerclass family, i'm projecting Summary:

A socially awkward person ends up finding an ad for a roommate position in the nice part of town. How will Y/N react to living with more than two people?

#undertale #undertale au #underfell #underswap #fellswap gold #fellswap red #swapfell #horrortale #sans x reader #papyrus x reader #x reader #ao3

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marigoldsandbuttercups · 2 years ago

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(I'm not sure if you've answered an ask similar to this previously but)

What is the FSG boys "type" when looking for an S/O? And what changes with the boys personalities whenever they start developing feelings, like going from a "friend" to a "crush" to an S/O?

(Don't think I have, friend, you're in luck!)

A friend? Oh no, that's my crush :)

Wine (FSG Sans): His ideal type is a little,,,, difficult to point out. He's never really taken the opportunity to mull over it like others do as he was always focused on his job, on his life mainly when he was in the underground. It takes him a bit to really decide what is his "type". But once he does, it's not all that surprising.

Or is it?

Wine would fancy someone who knows how to hold their own, someone who's got a little spunk and is very witty. He'd also like someone who's very sure of what they're doing and level headed, but it's not a deal-breaker for him if you're someone who's a bit more shy and mousy, he finds it all alluring once you've completely and utterly charmed him. How to do that is a whole other ball game, however.

There's a way to figure out if Wine sees you as a friend or as a "friend" is the way he talks about you to others (mostly Coffee, though, he knows ALLL the tea) so if Wine let's you hang around his younger brother without him being there, you're definitely in his good books. With his close friends, Wine likes to treat them with nice things, or would take them along with him for whatever he's got planned that day. You also will see that he's more talkative, even if he can be rather sassy sometimes.

When he's got feelings for you, man, it's like Cupid struck him hard. He'd start to call you the sweetest nicknames, and although his face doesn't reveal much, his voice sounds just a tad softer when he calls out to you, that little bit of gentleness reserved for you and only you. He'd be more inclined to give you gifts that you can actually use or store away as he hopes you will always remember him when you look at it.

Coffee (FSG Papyrus): Doesn't have much of a type, honestly. If you asked him, he'd probably list out the most basic things in people (Nice, sweet, etc, etc). It's not that he doesn't care or doesn't find anyone attractive. Rather, his priority is never love or being in a relationship but it's not hard to have him fall for you, quality time is the way to go with him, honestly.

He doesn't change all that much when he's around a friend, perhaps a bit more relaxed rather than his usual, closed off self. But give him a bit of time (and the right topic) and you'll see that shell of his start to break and go on long spiels of what type of music he likes and the process of creating music and the tools in excruciating detail. You also will notice that he likes to send you random pictures throughout the day or message you at the quiet hours of the night.

And if you listen closely enough, maybe, you can even hear him laugh at the horrid pun you just made.

If he's got feelings for you, the first thing you'll notice just how quick he is to tense up around you. It's like you're sent back to square one, really. Perhaps it's not all that bad when you begin to spot little letters left for you, and it starts out fairly innocent, mundane compliments that soon get a little more braver and more specific, stuff like how much he likes being around you, or how you have a really nice laugh, it makes him feel.. Good to hear it.

He's not the most obvious but he certainly tries as he does value the friendship you guys have and the main thing is that it's because of you, as long you're around, that's what makes him happy.

#undertale imagines #undertale headcanons #sans #papyrus #fellswap sans #fellswap papyrus #fellswap gold #sans x y/n #sans x reader #papyrus x reader

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arn359 · 1 month ago

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(You can interpret it as Wine & Anonymous, or Wine x Y/N.)

I hate him. I wanna kiss him so bad.

Based on this art from the creator of Fellswap-Gold

He not even using Gaster Blaster on you

#fanart #undertale au #fellswap gold #fellswap gold sans #anonymous #y/n #yn x canon #sans au #undertale au x reader #my art 🔶

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pleasestayawayidonotlikeyou · 3 months ago

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Hi there! Good day or night! I hope you're doing well! May i request romantic headcannons for Wine and Coffee with a reader who's kind and generally a pacifist, separately. Plssss?

Hey travelers! Your requests are pretty similar so I hope you don't mind me merging your asks. I've been wanting to write them for some time now, so I hope you enjoy the headcannons!

Featuring: Wine, Coffee.

Masterlist

Wine

Assuming you both met at the underground, he straight up thinks it's a facade the first time he meets you.

But when he does realize it isn't a facade and that's just how you are, he's very confused and a bit concerned.

How did someone so kind ended up in the hell hole that is the underground?

It does not matter, at this point he has already taken you in along with Chara.

And some time later...Chara now treats you both as their parents. Congratulations..?

Wine's demiromantic, so he won't fall for you right at the start, he only considers you as a friend.

Though when he does catch feelings for you, he waits until the monsters get freed from the underground, he knows if anyone finds out he fell in love with a human you're gonna be in great danger.

Even on the surface, Wine still has a lot of connections and is still very important, not that he'll ever tell you what he does.

Loves the fact that you get along with his brother, if you didn't he wouldn't even be with you traveler.

His ecto-body is hot, not like that traveler, and he adores when you snuggle him at cold night, he thinks it's adorable.

Chara has asked for a sibling multiple times, Wine never gave them a proper response.

"Dad?"

"Yes sweetheart?"

"I want a sibling."

"..."

"Dad answer me!"

Coffee

Oh lord. He's so in love.

It's just so difficult to find someone who actually respects him for who he is and not because they're scared of his brother.

He doesn't really speak much, except if you manage to be close to him, Coffee mostly communicates by notes.

Though if you ask about a game he likes, he can go for hours straight telling you all about it, to the characters to the mechanics and what's the lore behind it.

Even if you simply watch him play, he still enjoys it, it makes him feel warm inside.

Coffee definitely leaves notes around places he knows you'd see, just simple reminders and compliments like "HAVE YOU DRINKED WATER TODAY?" or "I HAVEN'T SEEN YOU TODAY BUT I KNOW YOU LOOK BEAUTIFUL <3" and then have a sketch of you filling the rest of the note.

If you're ever being stalked or someone's being a little shit to you, Coffee will tell Wine, your brother in law still has connections after all, it won't take long for that person to leave you alone.

Loves cuddles, it does not matter where, on the couch, the bed, the floor.. anywhere that isn't public he'll cuddle you.

Also loves to play with your hair, he thinks it's just so soft! If you let him he'd be with his hands all over your hair while cuddling.

Coffee stays awake late a lot of the time, sometimes you wonder how he didn't die from sleep deprivation.

Please help him regulate his sleeping schedule, it's all fucked up.

His face turns yellow when you compliment his art, and he malfunctions.

"That looks so good dear!"

"..."

"dear?"

"..."

*Coffee is overheating

"Oh god i think I broke him.."

#sans x reader #sans au #undertale au #papyrus x reader #papyrus au #fellswap gold #fellswap gold sans #fellswap gold papyrus #fellswap Gold papyrus x reader #fellswap gold sans x reader

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yuckydraws · 1 year ago

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Sleepless, Snowy Nights

Pairing: (Wine/reader)

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You sigh as you watch the falling snow, your breath clouding around you for a moment, before dissipating. You have work in a few hours. You should at least try to get some sleep. Yet, your bare feet don’t move from the cold concrete of the back patio. The brisk chill of the winter air should feel frigid, but after the nightmare you just had, it grounds you. These past few days have been full of stressful, restless nights, and you’re starting to feel the effects.

The end of December, and the first snow of the season is finally here. Chunky, full flakes fall delicately on the grass, slowly yet surely covering up the green.

It’ll be a snow day tomorr- er, later today.

But for now? It’s just quiet. A quiet that only a good night-snow creates. Cars rarely fill up the roads, it’s too early for the plows to be out, and it almost seems as though everyone else in the world is peacefully asleep.

Except you.

“MY LOVE, WHAT ARE YOU DOING OUT HERE IN JUST YOUR PAJAMAS?” You hear your ‘mate’s voice call as the back door creaks open.

And Wine, apparently.

“Just watching the snow.” You answer softly, exhaustion creeping into your voice.

You turn your head to peek at him over your shoulder, to find him approaching you with a blanket. He drapes it over your shoulders, effectively covering most of your body, besides your feet. It doesn’t take him long to notice that, either, because just as he settles in, hugging you from behind, he lets out a small gasp and pauses in the kiss he was about to leave on your shoulder.

“STARS! NO SHOES EITHER? ARE YOU TRYING TO GET SICK?” He chastises, adjusting his hold so that he can instead scoop you off of your feet - holding you in a “princess” style. Once there, he uses his blue magic to tuck your toes under the blanket and cocoon you in. “THERE.” He smiles, satisfied with his work, only to falter when he meets your tired gaze.

“… WHAT’S GOING ON?”

That’s all it takes for your lip to start quivering, and your eyes to well up with tears.

“Oh Dear, Let’s Get You Inside, Hm?” You just bury your face into his chest to avoid answering.

You hate crying.

Shaking, whether from the cold or from the pure exhaustion you’re experiencing, you’re not entirely sure. Nor do you really care.

Wine squeezes you close to him, opening the door with his magic, and closing it behind him. You hadn’t realized just how cold you were until the warm air from your heated home engulfs you.

He doesn’t take you all the way to bed, like you were expecting him to. Instead, he beelines to the living room, carefully sitting on the couch, cradling you in his lap. You just let him adjust your body, too tired to bring your face from its hiding spot. His carefully manicured claws move to stroke your hair, and you feel his worried him reverberate through his ribcage from where your face his pressed against him.

He doesn’t push, or prod, or rush you, he simply lets you release a little bit of that stress into the embrace - and it doesn’t take long for your tears to slow to a stop.

Even crying seems to take up too much energy.

You risk peeking up at your ‘mate… only to find those knowing lights of his trained on your face.

There’s no hiding from Wine. Stars knows you’ve tried.

“IS THIS ABOUT YOUR DOG?”

“… kinda.”

“THE HARDEST PART IS OVER. HE’S OKAY. YOU’RE THE ONE WHO’S NOT OKAY. DON’T THINK I HAVEN’T NOTICED HOW YOU’VE BEEN SLIPPING AWAY FROM BED AFTER YOU THINK I’VE FALLEN ASLEEP.”

Busted.

“I-I just didn’t want to wake you. Just because I can’t sleep doesn’t mean you shouldn’t.”

“I BEG TO DIFFER, WE BOTH KNOW THAT I RUN JUST FINE ON A FEW HOURS OF SLEEP. YOU, HOWEVER, BECOME A WALKING ZOMBIE.”

You scoff.

“I do not.”

He deadpans.

“BUN, WHY ELSE WOULD I FIND YOU HALF NAKED OUTSIDE IN THE SNOW?”

“… I don’t find you funny.”

“THAT LITTLE SMILE YOU’RE TRYING TO HIDE SAYS OTHERWISE.”

“Wipe that smirk off your face.”

“NEVER.”

You grumble, knowing you’ve ‘lost’ this round. He is right, though, you can’t keep having sleepless nights… it’s really getting to you.

“WHY IS THIS HINDERING YOUR SLEEP? I KNOW YOU’RE WORRIED, BUT-”

“What if I wake up and he’s gone?” You interrupt, causing his jaw to click shut as his sockets widen ever so slightly. “A-and I would’ve had the chance to help but I was fucking sleeping, and he was just alone in the end?”

Oh, well, hello tears, nice of you to make another appearance.

“Oh, My Love… I Hadn’t Realized This Was Getting To You That Much. I Am So Sorry I Assumed You Were Okay.”

“‘s fine.” You croak, wiping at your face.

“It’s Not, Though, I Did Exactly What Those Assholes Used To Do To You.”

You bite your lip to hold back a rising sob, taking a deep breath, instead. Your next words need to be spoken with certainty, not shakiness.

“You’re not them. You couldn’t be, even if you tried. Despite not being a big fan of dogs, you’ve been loads more supportive than they ever were.”

“I Appreciate That, But I Should’ve Been More Mindful, I’m Sorry.”

In lieu of answering, you just reach up to flick his nasal cavity, causing him to scrunch his face up a bit.

“Stop apologizing for something that isn’t your fault.”

“OKAY, OKAY.” He cracks a smile at you. “BUT, YOU KNOW… YOU ARE SAFE TO SLEEP.”

“B-but-”

“HE’S OKAY. HE’S JUST RECOVERING AND HE NEEDS TIME. AND SLEEP. JUST LIKE YOU, BUN.”

“Okay, b-”

“AND, WE HAVE THE WORLD’S BEST ALARM SYSTEM, ON THE VERY UNLIKELY CHANCE SOMETHING DOES HAPPEN - HIS SISTER WON’T LET HIM MAKE A PEEP OF STRUGGLE WITHOUT ALERTING THE WHOLE HOUSE.”

You snort.

“… I guess you’re right.”

“I THINK YOU WILL FIND THAT I USUALLY AM.”

“Okay, mister, tone it down.”

“ONLY BECAUSE YOU’RE SO TIRED.”

“Lucky me.”

He just chuckles at your grumpiness, leaning down to press a skele-kiss to your temple. You can’t help but lean into the affection.

“MAY I BRING YOU BACK TO BED?”

“Are you coming on to me right now?” You tease, earning you a roll of his eye-lights. Your giggle turns into a squeak when he pinches your bum and all but tosses you over his shoulder as he stands up.

“ALWAYS, BUT WE BOTH KNOW YOU DON’T HAVE THAT ENERGY RIGHT NOW, SO HUSH UP.”

“Ppppprrt.” You blow a raspberry in response.

“MATURE.”

Your cackling takes on a little bit of a hysterical form, but it feels good to be laughing.

It’ll be okay.

#this was very self indulgent #comfort for myself haha so sorry if this reads weird #the issue is sorta vague on purpose but yeah #just needed some comfort after this week #and nothing is more comforting than Wine logicing your illogical fears away #… anywaysssssss #I need sleep #also the pacing is pissing me off but I blame the afformentioned sleepiness #yucky yaks #yucky writes #undertale #fellswap gold #fsg sans #wine #fsg sans x reader

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qin-qin16 · 1 month ago

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How do they wipe your tears?

Summary: They fell in love with a crying baby and, like the great lovers they are, they should comfort you... but how do they do it?

note: i was lazy in search for more sanses this time

Cw.: dacryphilia (i guess??)

With their fingers. Their phalanges touch your face so gently that you even question whether they're really wiping away your tears or just caressing your cheeks. Sometimes, they are even a little afraid to bring their fingers too close to your face, fearing they might scratch you with the tips of their claws – but you trust them, especially when it’s to comfort you after a bad day, wiping your face and whispering reassurances on top of your head.

Dream, COLOR, Epic, SWAP, FellSwap Gold, Classic Sans

Your tears are like a delicious plate to them; whenever you cry, it’s with their tongue that they gently wipe away your tears. Your sobs are relentless, disrupting their task of licking your face until only their saliva remains on your skin. They need to hold your head still so you don’t pull away, purring against your face to soothe your troubled soul.

Cross, DUST, Killer, Delta, FELL

They don’t like touches; physical contact is too much for them — too intense. Yet, they can’t stop themselves from wiping your face with the sleeve of their shirt, sushing you as they hum softly. It’s a delicate, intimate gesture, one of the few moments you feel so close to each other. And no matter how much you sob, apologizing for wetting their favorite shirt, they just keep cleaning your face, a small smile dancing on their lips as they keep saying for you to "nothing worry about a silly thing like that".

Geno, REAPER, ERROR, Bluerror

They struggle to know how to wipe away your tears, after all, they were the ones who caused them. They panic, trying to figure out how to approach you without pushing you further away— they can't stand seeing you in such a vulnerable state! Defeated, they simply hand you a tissue for you to wipe your own face while, lost and uncertain, they murmur guilty apologies.

Ink, HORROR, SwapFell

They don’t wipe them away. Not only are they the cause of your tears, but they seem to delight in watching the salty drops stream down your face. It's almost as if your tears turn these sadists on.

NIGHTMARE, Bill Sans

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byuteablanc · 9 months ago

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One Human and a Whole Lotta Bones! | Skeleharem x Gender Neutral Reader

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I hope you enjoy this! If you need to find the beginning or any chapter, refer to the links at the bottom of the post!

And if you prefer to read on AO3, click on this!

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Chapter Two: Hand Soap

Your hands were covered in coffee grounds. Of course Sans just “had to go to work” and he “was almost late” and couldn’t spare a single minute to clean up after he knocked over the container of specialty South American coffee grounds.

You made a mental note to get him back later, maybe put the coffee grounds in his slippers? Maybe in his bed? Maybe in his skull while he was sleeping? Decisions, decisions…

As you fantasized your revenge, your hands were busy with cleaning the mess. To even more detriment, these skeletons did not own not one broom in their whole house. And when you asked Sans where the broom was so that you could sweep, he asked “what’s a broom?”. So you had to get on your knees and scoop of the small mountain of coffee grounds. You didn’t know how these skeletons survived.

Your hands, now considerably dirty, needed to be cleaned. You got up and turned to the kitchen sink to clean them, only to find the soap diluted with water. You sighed, trying to make the best of it, but it was so diluted that the coffee just got watery and combined when you tried to wash it off.

Now frustrated, you decided to walk past the foyer and up the stairs to the nearest bathroom. This bathroom was shared by Edge, Stretch, and Blue, it also had diluted soap. You would think that Edge in particular would have better standards of soap to wash his hands with.

Continuing to the next bathroom, which was shared by you, Cinnabar, and Russ. There was a similar issue. You remembered that the soap was a little low this morning, Russ and Cinnabar were going to answer for their crimes as soon as they came home.

Traversing the hallway to the third-nearest bathroom which was Sans’, you would’ve usually been hesitant to enter someone’s room without their permission, but right now you were so frustrated and coffee-handed that you could care less. Despite your frustration, the same problem occurred in Sans’ bathroom. “This is ridiculous…” you muttered to yourself.

It wasn’t your first time encountering this issue. But when you’d walk about the house to another bathroom, at least the second one you went to had pure, non-ninety-percent-water hand soap.

Your last hope was Papyrus and the basement, and you had hoped with all your little human soul that Papyrus would be your salvation. That Papyrus would be the one to save you from this coffee-grounds-on-hands nightmare. You reached his bathroom and the same lack of real soap was found.

You were considering up wiping your hands on Sans’ bed sheets.

With just a sliver of PATIENCE left in you, you decided to go all the way down the stairs to the basement bathroom. You found the same problem.

You took a deep inhale, decidedly fed up with this whole ordeal.

“mornin’, sweetheart”

“Red, get your coat. We’re going to the store to buy hand soap,” you thought for a moment, “also a broom.”

“what the hell is a broom?”

—

Coffee grounds still on your hands, you were on a mission. Eyes narrowed, hands on the wheel, you took Red in your car and to the store. Red thought the whole situation was hilarious and started laughing as soon as you told him, and continued to laugh until now.

“oh! oh it hurts! hahahah!” He had your passenger seat laid back to accommodate for him. You silently noted just how large he was, which wasn’t a bad thing, just interesting. You didn’t know how a skeleton could be “large”.

“I’m glad someone is getting a kick out of this.” You remarked, rolling your eyes.

“hey doll, at least you have free car freshener after this!” he laughed, holding a hand to his would-be-stomach in pain.

“Maybe you should get car freshener? Yours always smells like mustard.” you shivered in the memory. You and Red arrived home at the same time one evening and when he opened his door to speak to you, you got punched in the face with the smell of the mentioned tangy yellow paste. It was so potent that it threw you back a little like how a small tidal wave would.

“i would want nothin’ better than to be surrounded by golden delicious,” he recalled fondly, getting a dreamy look to him. This seemed to knock him out of his laughing spell however, which you were grateful for.

Face contorting into a look of disgust, “You have odd tastes.”

“don’t knock it tell ya’ try it, doll. you might just find yourself in love.”

“Over my dead body.”

“don’ threaten me with a good time.”

You shot him a look of surprise mixed with excuse-me-what-the-fuck-did-you-just-say. Acutely noticing your rage, his lackadaisical smile turned nervous. “s-sorry sweetheart! i didn’ mean it! h-honest!” he had his hands up in defense.

Satisfied with his apology, you turned your attention back to the road. After this, a somewhat thick tension began to settle between the two of you. You ignored it, not caring about the lack of talking. It allowed you to focus on the road better anyways.

“soooo, what’s school like?” he muttered, trying to ease the tension.

“Tiring at times, but otherwise it’s educational I guess? It’s just learning so that I have better opportunities, not much to it.” You shrugged, getting closer and closer to your destination.

From your peripheral vision, it looked like he furrowed his brows. “well, ain’t it fun at least? i would think school was interactive and entertainin’, what otha’ way would there be ta’ learn?”

Did he not experience school before? “Much of the opposite, especially in graduate school. Maybe it’s fun in elementary, but after that stage, learning becomes more and more tedious.”

You took a glance to his face, he was frowning, usual smile now crooked. “that sounds awful…”

You shrugged. “It is what it is. I mean, have you ever experienced school before?”

“no”

Your eyes widened in surprise, turning to him just slightly. “So you don’t have an education? Like not even kindergarten?”

“first of all, i do “have an education”. like i know pemdas and how to read and whatnot. second of all, what the hell is “kindergarten”?” he stated sassily, enunciating the “r” in kindergarten for emphasis. He might’ve even sounded a little offended.

“Kindergarten is the first stage of systematic schooling young kids go through, well that’s if you don’t count preschool. Did monsters not have a school system for their society?” you raised a brow. Your knowledge on the underground was incredibly sparse, forged on small snippets on what Cinnabar already told you that you just happened to remember. You usually didn’t like to ask about it, because the underground seemed to be not so great for any of your roommates to discuss openly.

“well, uh, we didn’… i mean we… everything that we uhh…” his eyelights got darker and darker.

Well now you felt bad.

“Sorry for asking, just disregard what I said.” You waved to him, attempting to soothe the tension and absolve your guilt.

Here comes that familiar tension. You exhaled in result. You noticed that with Fell and Edge in particular, that whenever the Underground came up they quickly became tense. You were somewhat concerned, always wanting to ask what was wrong. But since you weren’t close, you always defaulted to an apology and running away to leave them alone. Only now, you were stuck right in this small confined metal space on wheels.

“It would seem like we’re here!” You said quickly, thanking the universe that you had something to say. Your announcement also knocked Fell out of his trance and within a blink of an eye, his light returned to his eyes.

“now i’ll finally see what a broom is,” he chuckled, acting as if he wasn’t just a little rattled.

“You’re probably going to be disappointed in the results honestly. It’s not too interesting.”

“oh doll, any dumb human shit is interesting to me.”

—

“you were right this is borin’.”

You stood before the mighty cyan broom with white bristles, hung up against the white peg board. You were in the housekeeping section of the store. You had now wished you double checked what these skeletons also didn’t have before you came here.

You chuckled. “I told you so.”

“i mean, humans got to live on the surface for years and some loser created somethin’ that’s only used to sweep stuff up? you all couldn’t think of anythin’ else?” He asked, disappointed.

You shrugged for like the third time today. “Humans are practical, not at all fun like you guys.”

“well that’s fa true!”

You slowly furrowed your brows, turning before him. “‘well that’s for true’?” You repeated back to him, amused.

Red seemed confused. “yea, what about it?”

“And you say you have an education.”

Now it was his turn to give you a glare.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean it!”

He sighed, taking the broom from where it was hanging. “What’s next on our list, scholar?”

Jeez this not being educated thing really seemed to strike a chord. “We need hand soap as you might recall.” You showed your hands for emphasis, which were still covered in coffee grounds.

“heheheheh yeah.” he giggled.

You continued on your journey to obtain the gilded hand soap, Red in tow, definitely debating whether or not to poke you with the head of the broom.

You looked all around the store to any section otherwise applicable to where hand soap might be and you couldn’t find any. This was your worst nightmare. Red seemed to enjoy your misery, but was not happy with all the walking you two were doing all over the store.

You ended up approaching an employee about it. They were a small monster that looked like cat or a dog, either was fair game honestly. They had white fur, and were wearing a yellow and light blue striped shirt with a little green vest that has their name tag. ‘*Temmie*,’ you read, ‘*Interesting name*.’

“Hello, Temmie is it? Where might the hand soap be?”

“Hoi! I am TEMMIE! I wok heRe! yayA!”

You heard Red snickering behind you, more at your situation than the store employee.

“Wonderful, but do you know where the hand soap is?” You asked again, trying to be polite.

“buy temmie flakes! me went to cooleg for sails!”

You frowned just a smidge. Red was shaking with how much he was containing his laughter.

“Hey, Mx. ! I can help you!” Said a voice.

Finally someone helpful!

You turned behind you to see another little dog or cat creature thing. Their green vest read “Bob”.

“Sorry about my colleague, you were requesting hand soap correct?” You nodded. “I see you’re in the home goods section. Did you look in the sanitization section?” You nodded again. “The kids section?” You nodded again. “Even the utilities section?” You felt like your head might pop off with how much you were nodding.

“Oh great Asgore! I‘ll look in the back and see if we have any.” Bob said, quickly turning a corner to go look.

Red was smiling. “the day can’t get easier for you huh, doll?” You simply sighed in reply, hunching over in hopefully-short-lived defeat. “you sure have a latte on your plate.”

You giggled a little at that. This situation was too stupid not to. Red seemed to beam at this a little, becoming considerably more perky in demeanor. “i mean, if i was in your situation, i would’ve bean home and given up by now.”

Your giggling turned to chuckles. He continued gleefully. “i would be a little depresso if i was you right now.”

You began to laugh out loud, surprising Red and making him laugh too. You could see through squinted eyes a small dusty red blush form on his cheeks.

After a moment of laughing, your energy died down. You looked at him, giving him eye contact. “Thank you Red, I appreciated that.”

His face suddenly bursted with red, but then quickly faded as he looked away from you. “n-no problem, sweetheart! anytime! if you ever need a couple of laughs, i’m the funniest monster around.”

You looked at him with mock skepticism. “Now don’t sell yourself too long, Red.”

He began to wear an expression of mock offense. “what? i make ya feel better and that’s how ya do me? you might as well rip my SOUL to pieces, doll.”

You giggled at his silliness, putting a hand up to your mouth. You then heard foot steps coming your way, it was Bob!

“Sorry, but we don’t have any hand soap in the back. And I made sure I looked, we are out out.”

You sighed, shoulders falling. “I appreciate you looking, thank you for helping me.”

Admitting defeat, you take Red to the self checking aisle to purchase your broom.

—

Now back home, hands stiffened by dried sticky coffee grounds, you sat in the den. Red went somewhere, probably to his room. You were alone.

Until Cinnabar came in and saw you.

“You’re home early.” You remarked.

“And You Have Coffee Grounds On Your Hands… Why?” He replied, raising a brow.

You sighed, being reminded of your predicament. “The house doesn’t have any hand soap for me to use to wash it off, and when I went to go buy some with Red, the store had run out.”

“Ahhh…” He hummed in response, brows furrowed for just a moment in something other than thought. “Did You Look In Our Supply Closet?”

You didn’t know they had one of those. “You guys have a supply closet?”

He playfully rolled his eyes, putting a hand on his hip. “C’mon Y/n, We’re Not Savages!”

Well until today, two of them had no idea what a broom was so you wouldn't put savage past them.

Decidedly leaving that detail out, you raise your eyebrow in skepticism. Cinnabar sighs and softly grabs your wrist, deliberately avoiding your hands, taking you to the supply closet close to the kitchen.

You could cry right then and there. There was hand soap! Finally you could wash your crusty hands and finally go back to your soft, supple skin! “Thank you so much Cinnabar!” You take a bottle of soap and run to the kitchen sink.

“No Problem Dearest!” He yells to you as you ran, giggling at your enthusiasm.

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derangedanomaly · 1 year ago

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Undertale,fellswap gold, swapfell, and horrortale papyrus x BLACK! Medusa! Reader? Not much just a chaotic snake girl.

UNDERTALE AUS X BLACK!MEDUSA READER

(Classic, BlackBerry [Berry], Caramel [Horror tale Papyrus])

CLASSIC: (setting- after freeing the monsters)

He was always interested in you the moment he saw you wandering alone in the mountains, wearing a hood on your head.

Why was he even there? It was a family trip, everyone went to go hiking to the mountains. Of course he was cheating and teleported to the destination 😂✋

Anyways, right after he saw you, he carefully approached you..this got you very wary.

Long story short, you tripped and the hood on your head slipped, revealing your snake covered hair...

You both had VERY different reactions. Sans looked amazed, and his cheeks tinted slightly blue, while you looked at him afraid.

You were worried he'll turn into stone, so you tried to pull the hood over your head once more, but his skeleton hands stopped you, taking you by surprise.

You both just stared at the other. "... What's wrong? Why're you trying to hide who you are??" "I'm a Medusa! People who look at me turn into stone!" You quickly darted your eyes away from his gaze. "But I'm still here...am I not?"

He's a skeleton. Your curse doesn't affect him, since he only has eye sockets. 😂

After this, Sans visited you almost every day. He was so sweet, he doesn't want to leave you alone in the mountains.

Your negativity towards yourself is really nagging him. He thinks you're gorgeous! What do you mean you hate your 'hair'?

Constantly hyping you up! He just wants to be there for you girly 😉

He loves the snakes! They're always happy to see him ^^

Sans is a little lovesick when it comes to you, you're just so amazing to him!

When you two get together, he thinks he's the luckiest skeleton in the world! Literally no one can ruin this for him! (Except the resets 😢)

You're just happy to finally be able to talk to someone without the fear of turning them into stone.

BERRY:

"What in the fish sticks is happening?? WHO ARE YOU?!" You flinched when you heard his voice. He sounded so demanding...

You and his brother, Papyrus, were standing on his doorstep, chatting. He couldn't help but grumble at the sight. What gives you the right to stand on HIS own doorstep, not properly talking to him?? Like.. what's up with the hood over your head?

So...Berry doesn't have much knowledge of "privacy"... So what is the second thing he does after yelling at you?? Yup. Pulling your hood down. Revealing your snake covered head, resembling hair.

You screeched loudly, desperately trying to cover your head, before any of the two turn into stone.

While trying to get a hold of your hood, which was still in Berry's hold, the skeleton in question just...stared at you. Full with questions, but also... he's never seen such beautiful hair!

He doesn't let his shyness show, but his brother can very much see it. He just smirks at him, which makes Berry shoot him a glare.

"You have such beautiful hair...." He suddenly spoke these words, which made you stop jumping up and down to get your hood back. You stared at him in shock.. "You... don't think it's gross..? Or...weird?" He smirks at your question, leaning down to your level. "No, darling...I say that it just makes you more complete...."

RECOILED. DOWN BAD. DROOLING.

Which was exactly how you both felt about one another.. how cute ❤️

You explained to Berry how Papyrus is your friend, and that you were just parting ways when he came in. This made Berry kinda guilty about shouting at you earlier...but not much. Since...you know... he's a little crazy 💀

After this whole ordeal, whenever you were hanging out with Papyrus, Berry silently watched you, eyes focused only on you.

He quickly became obsessed with you, it was just something about your nature. And he admired that despite your curse, you were a very kind person.

Your snakes sometimes felt...wary about him... which made you kinda suspicious. But you didn't dwell on it to much.

You would sometimes find little notes thrown at you by your 'secret admirer'. Which you found cute. They were always complimenting your hair!

That's what Berry's plan is... Sugar coating you from the offside, and then making his grand move! Tell you about his romantic gestures and then confidently ask you out!

It was a crazy plan, but it's not an unusual plan for him. ;)

CARAMEL (HT Papyrus):

One day, he was searching for some food, which was hopeless...since the place where he lives in isn't very...rich on food.

He abruptly stopped when he saw a kid enter the underground. Wait... no, it was probably a teenager...and she had some........pretty lady with her!

He watched the lady, who was beside the teen, with stars in his eyes.. for once in his life..he felt truly..happy. Huh.. that's odd. Never felt anything like it before.

After awhile of gawking at the lady, covered in a hood over her head with a blush across his face, he snapped out of it, going towards them. He decided to greet them.

He quickly learned the kid- teen's Name is Aliza, and the lady beside her was Y/n.

"Y/n.... it's a very pretty name! Suits for such a pretty lady as you..." You couldn't help but blush deep red at that, the way he was so sweet, yet so scarily looking, made you quite distracted, as you didn't notice him and his approaching hands towering over your hood.. "May I..?" Normally, you would've said no. But this time...you felt very comfortable around him, which you were one hundred percent sure he was going for. You felt at ease around him, so you nodded for him to take off your hood. You could see, from the corners of your eyes, that Aliza covered her eyes when she saw that, thank the heavens...you wouldn't want for her to be turned to stone.

After he took off your hood, your nervousness appeared again. Making you feel embarrassed about your hair...

You expected some sort of reaction. And not a pretty one..but it did rather surprised you when you saw that Papyrus just stared at you, his eyes shining more brightly. You looked at him, quite hesitant. "You must be the prettiest being I have ever laid my eyes upon...." Your cheeks flushed red from the sudden compliment, which his did too, after processing what he just said to you. You both just stared at each other...taking the other one's appearance in, as if you wouldn't see each other again..

You moment was interrupted by Aliza, who now wore special sunglasses, not covering her eyes with her hands anymore. "U-Uhm...can y-you help us g-get through here....?" You slightly frowned at the frightened state she was in, and took her hands in yours. Smiling down at her. Papyrus stared at the two of you with soft look..

"Such a mother material..." He noted to himself, muttering, which you didn't heard. It saved him the embarrassment for sure 💀

After this, you sorta became a little like a family.. You and Papyrus as the parents, and Aliza as your kid.. though Papyrus did almost ate Aliza, which you scolded him for.

He literally felt so weak in the knees whenever you were around. Like a little puppy...😭

Your snakes always purr whenever Papyrus comes in the room, which makes you immensely embarrassed...stupid snakes!

Wants you to know just how much he loves your 'hair'. (Which makes the snakes purr over and over again)

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