#gcest (fsj)

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"don't leave me"

Classic

"don't leave me. you can't leave me. please."

Sans begs amidst the revolving door of fair-weather faces. Deep down, he knows Papyrus would never leave him, knows he loves him dearly, but sometimes it's hard to remember without the words.

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Swap

"don't leave me. you can't leave me. please."

Papyrus begs amidst the memories of two-faced laughter. He doesn't know what he'd be without Sans, doesn't want to know, and he feels like he never tells his brother enough how much he needs him.

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Fell

"don't leave me. you can't leave me. please."

Sans begs in the filthy air. He's running out of reasons to fight, and he doesn't think any of them would matter if Papyrus wasn't one of them.

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Swapfell Red

"don't leave me. you can't leave me. please."

Papyrus begs in the ruins of his mind. He doesn't do well alone anymore, knows he never will again, and that he won't last long without Sans to tell him to get back up.

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Horror

"don't leave me. you can't leave me. please."

Sans begs amidst the roar of a mob and his own hunger. He's losing his grip on himself and his temper bit by bit, knows it's inevitable in this wasteland they're left with, and knows Papyrus is the only one who can ground him.

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Fellswap Gold

"don't leave me. you can't leave me. please."

Papyrus begs in the cage his mind has constructed for him. Some days the world is too much, too demanding, and he doesn't think he can forge a path without Sans to filter the noise.

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G

"don't leave me. you can't leave me. please."

Sans begs as everything shifts and crumbles beneath them. He may never understand the constantly changing world, or even himself, but he'll always know Papyrus. He'll never let go.

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empath__life on tw☆tter asked for art suggestions and all of these fell out of my head.

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Any:

♥Their disqualified performance for the nose nuzzle championship

♥ Hiding under the Tall Sink

♥ Acoustic meatus cleaning (if you've ever seen art of couples cleaning each-other's ears)

♥ Lingerie shopping

♥ Hanging out in a cheap motel or gas station parking lot at night during a roadtrip

♥ Rough-housing (I’m craving the more sibling-like readiness to harmlessly throw down)

♥ PAJAMA PARTY

♥ Sleeping on each-other like cats. Not quite active cuddling.

♥ Floating in the ocean at sunset

♥ Just hanging out in a giant bowl of rice… or a giant super fancy milkshake (alright, I may just be hungry)

UT:

♥ Canonically proportionate racecar bed frame used for hiding amorous activity

♥ Papyrus grumpily brushing Sans's teeth

♥ Tinkering in the secret basement together (easy to forget Papyrus puts his own traps together; he's good with this stuff too!)

♥ Sans helping Pap stretch before a workout

♥ Rough-housing leading to feelings realization… Parked way out in the middle of nowhere for stargazing. They get into a harmless argument that has them reaching over to push and slap and eventually climb out of their seat to wrestle a bit. They finally calm down, in the classic position of one holding themselves atop the other. One looking down to see the other flushed and panting, one looking up to see the other framed by stars.

UF:

♥ One comforting the other on a bad day

♥ The type of desperate hug that you’d give after a life-threatening ordeal

US:

♥ Sans carrying Pap!! Is he flustered, or is he used to it? Or… flusteredly used to it?

♥ I’m just gonna second karaokelover’s thoughts of them mutually being creeps about each-other. (It’s not creepy if they both do it!)

♥ Carry on the tradition of Papyrus wearing dresses sloppily. Perhaps being punished for it.

SFR:

Sans seated in a chair, holding the leash loosely in one hand. Papyrus on the ground beside him, laying his head on Sans’s leg. Sans pets him tenderly with his empty hand.

♥ hhUAH just being the gentlest most loving master gnghnghnfgnhf

♥ Low effort scribbly comic that was funnier in my head: Trash-talking each-other in a competitive game. It devolves to “y-yeah well, i fucked your brother.” “YOU ARE MY BROTHER.” “yeah?” “… YOU DISOBEDIENT LITTLE SHIT, THAT’S MY JOB.”

FSG:

♥Some kind of pose that has Sans carressing the bare back of Papyrus’s head, but with the hood up. (Idk why but reaching into someone else’s hood is just um. UmmMm Mm)

♥ Silly: Both of them chewing on Papyrus’s hoodie strings. One for each. (pfft now I’m thinking of someone reaching for his hoodie strings for an unrelated reason and he grips one of them and turns away protectively, “no, this one is sans’s.”)

♥ Coffee date coffee date coffee date coffee date

♥ Sans nonchalantly walking around shirtless after a shower. It is ruining Papyrus’s night.

♥ Nursing handjob but without the tiddies (there is no faster way to describe the position)

G:

♥ 2 panels: Sans trying to flirt or be suave, to moderate success. Papyrus doing the same, to great success (and annoyance).