#hf!sans

[owl-bones]

I don’t know if you are still doing “don’t imagines” anymore. But may I please request one of Steel or Mako? These two have been in my head rent free for the past week (*/▽＼*)

kljdflas i didn't get a notification for thisssssss but absolutely, i will do 'don't imagines' at any time ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

don't imagine going shopping with Steel, doing a silly fashion show and finding cool outfits for each other. he's more than willing to ham it up for the both of you, showing off and strutting no matter what you put him in. he loves spending quality time with you like this-- and especially making you laugh with his antics

don't imagine a cosy night in with Mako, draped over him on the couch under a warm blanket while you snack on something and watch movies late into the night. he's asleep for long stretches of each movie, but his cute little nuzzles and purrs when he wakes up with you in his arms is just too sweet. he doesn't get to relax and be vulnerable often, and relishes these quiet moments with you

[popatochisssp]

I know you said nothing could really fix Brick's cracked vertebrae and the disturbed magic there, does that mean healing magic can't be used to fix it? Or because in Horrorfell, healing magic is kinda almost nonexistent because those monsters have dusted?

No, healing magic can't fix it either. Maybe if it had been healed right away, before the injury set, it could've reduced some of the damage, but as it stands the most healing magic could do for him now would be to ease some pain, if and when it flares up.

A little bit like treating a lost finger with an ice pack--might've been more helpful to have that ice on it when the finger could still be reattached, but it's still kind of soothing on the ache even now, and the intent in the gesture (presumably a loved one trying to help you feel better) makes it sweeter~

[shadow-5065]

Yoooo it's the gang.

There's are the people in the Drawing

Badland:Me

Mauve!Sans: @thvnderhashira

Cre and HF Sans: @nyx2360

Chan: @3nergy-spirit

[popatochisssp]

WHAT he's so cute auuughh, thank you! 😭

Just when I thought I was moving on to my next fixation with the fish man of Pressure, this fandom comes back and gets me back in.

I swear this fandom is getting a strong grip on me and it’s not letting go

Anyway, onto the drawing, this is Brick, he’s from the Horrorfell Au, this specific variation is from a story in Ao3 titled “Tangles” this drawing is just one of the multiple ones on a character sheet I’m working on (yes another one, idk how I’m working on so many characters sheets lately but I ain’t complaining lol) and it’s actually from a scene in the story. (This is just a test of colors btw, the final one in the ref sheet might look different)

Guys this man is such a cutie pie I can’t hgcchgcjyfkyftaetarhgcj

Got a little inspired by this version of Brick by @calcium-supplement

Brick belongs to @popatochisssp

Go read Tangles guys!!!

[capricioussun]

Favorite fall/chilly weather drink?

Rus - hot chocolate! Especially with lots of marshmallows. Might also really like white chocolate hot chocolate, but he doesn't like it with peppermint flavoring, or really any other flavoring besides maybe caramel.

Edge - spiced lattes. Whether it's nutmeg, cinnamon, "pumpkin spice", "spiced cider", whatever, as long as it's not too sweet too, he prefers his fall beverages with a shot of espresso lol

Stretch - mulled cider 1000%, he loves it soo much. Especially when they put a stick of cinnamon in as garnish? Forget about it.

Void - mulled cider black tea typically, but honestly any spiced tea is usually good with him. He doesn't usually add anything, but on the rare occasion he'll put a little honey in.

Cire (lovefell Sans) - dark hot chocolate with cayenne pepper. Him and his brother both love the stuff, and Lace's recipe is his favorite. The really thick, rich flavored kind.

Dusk (horrorfell Papyrus) - rooibus tea with a little brown sugar and milk. It's simple, and granted can be an any time of year favorite, but it's his favorite thing for a chilly fall morning on the porch, watching the leaves fall.

Blue - buttered rum. He’s got a little bit of a penchant for thick beverages, and he likes the way the sweetness is tempered well by strong, good quality rum. He doesn't drink often, but he makes an exception for buttered rum a few times every fall.

(Continuation from here)

[spacebagfullofstars]

I hate this. I hate it here

WHY DOES THIS

REMIND ME OF THIS

[hesperkat]

<3

Sometimes you just gotta draw the wuggly woo ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Copper is baby and I’ve had a big need to draw him ever since you started Cave Bear I just love your Horrorfell so much ah

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@decaf-bean​

I LOVE HIM

HES SO SOFT LOOK AT THE WAY HIS EYELIGHT GROWS WHEN SHE LOVES HIM BACK IM GHGHGGGGGGGGGGG *chokes on love*

[shadow-5065]

I was bored and I did it again 👍

Traced and Colored by Me

HF!Sans by @nyx2360

Chan by @3nergy-spirit

Makeup by Badlands and Cre!Sans

Scar Model by HF

Scar Modler applier by the Anti-Void

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Hope Yall like it E and NYX

[popatochisssp]

A whole sheet of babes, goddamn

a reference sheet I made for @popatochisssp’s horror fell boys + my sona and Oc, Star!

From left to right~

King, Sona, Brick, Star

[capricioussun]

Oooo for those expression prompts, could I see Eclipse with 3C 👀 (assuming that’s open for asks ofc, feel free to ignore this is not)

This is how he looks at the rotisserie chickens at the grocery store

Prompt

[robobbin]

The nuzzle I simply died („ಡωಡ„) ~♡♡♡

💵 c,,, can I have a lil smooch from Rust? (⁄ ⁄>⁄ 3 ⁄<⁄ ⁄)

Rust grins as he watches you shyly stutter out the words. His one intact socket was lidded while his bone cheek rests in his clawed hand. His chest rumbled as he talked with a slight slur to his voice. “…course ya can, sweet cheeks.” Rust rises from his seat, slipping the hand from his bone cheek as he reaches out to you. Despite his large stature and intimidating aura and looks, his sharp phalange trails underneath your jaw with the utmost care. As if he was touching a baby rabbit.

“…lil’ smooch comin’ right up.” He purrs as he leans down. The rust colored orb in his destroyed socket seemed almost fuzzy at the edge as he got closer to you. But he didn’t place his sharp teeth against your lips, he presses them to the ridge of your nose instead. Gently nuzzling a skelekiss onto your skin. And you swore you heard him purr like a kitten.

[voidandabyssal]

Can I request something with your Horrorfell boys? How would they react to separately meeting and becoming friends with someone, only for both to realize they're close to the same person? Could be platonic or romantic, I just want something possibly wholesome.

Hehe i love talking about these two! Thank u raccoon!!

Pyre =hf paps

Hound =hf sans

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How neither of these boys realise they’ve both befriended you is a complete mystery.

Besides you, the two really only socialise with each other and neither enjoy being outside.

Pyre prefers sticking to the kitchen and dining room. If you’re his friend (or his crush) he probably spends a lot of time cooking food with you and for you

Hound prefers his room or living room where neither of you have to do much moving. Watching dumb movies is a favourite way to spend your time together

Once the two of them figure it out it’s a little touch and go for a while

Both of them think the other has more malicious intents.

Pyre thinks Hound is trying to prove himself the better, stronger, less disabled brother

Hound doesn’t trust Pyre around anyone smaller and weaker than him. He’s seen his temper before. The damage done to those was horrific.

The two end up clashing with you stuck in the middle trying to explain everything.

Luckily for you, you’re a very good deescalator otherwise the brothers would have traded blows by now

You end up being the bridge between the two, letting them each explain their feelings, thinking’s and thoughts without being trampled by the other

You leave, reassuring each other that you would be back, that yes, you still wanted to be their friend. You just needed to let them talk to each other alone.

Hound and Pyre do come to an agreement. They’re both your friends, they both want to keep you safe (and happy), and thats easier to do if they both keep being your friend

Your hangouts end up looking a little different though

you and Hound sit in the living room goofing off as you make fun of the latest trashy movie.

You help Pyre in the kitchen and come out with lunch, dinner or breakfast and the three of you eat together

Sometimes you and Hound manage to convince Pyre enough to let you all eat on the couch. There’s a lot of begging and puppy dog eyeing him before Pyre gives in

(Pyre secretly watches the movie from the kitchen like a dad. If you call him out on it he’ll disappear for a little while before he turns up behind the couch utterly transfixed on the screen)

Hound constantly try’s to get you to cuddle with him. If you’re both sitting down, you’re cuddling, no question about it.

(Which you don’t mind, he’s huge and fluffy and warm. Even if you do act up a little whenever he drags you onto his lap)

If those platonic feelings ever turn to romantic… well they’ve already been sharing you, nothing needs to change ;)

[magic-hcs]

If your requests are still open, can I ask for some hc's from the guys from HT and HF where the reader praises them and kisses their scars? these poor boys need more love 😭😭♡

These boys so do need more love! Thank you for being patient with me, I enjoyed writing this!

Warnings: light angst, insecurities, low self-esteem, mentions of trauma

Bear: Horrortale Sans

Bean: Horrortale Papyrus

Rust: horrorfell Sans

Thatch: Horrorfell Papyrus

Time to cast some magic and see what we’ll get!✨

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Bear: The purrs are loud with this one as your lips sweetly press against the little cracks and dents in his bones. At least, as long as you stay away from the gaping hole in his skull. It’s way too sensitive for your lips, not to mention, the edges are sharp. Bear would feel so bad if you accidentally cut yourself on it.

Don’t get me started on when you start to throw praises and doting on him with words into the mix, my will be man is a goner plain and simple.

Of course, in the beginning when you start to do this, Bear short-circuits and needs to process what you just did. But he will always accept any affection you want to give him. Only when you move on or leave Bear to his own thoughts do the intrusive little buggers start to plague him with insecurities.

They range from jabs at his conditions, his appearance and past. Trying to pick him apart and disprove all the praises and love you’ve just given him. Ever the stubborn man who struggles with it internally, refusing to burden anyone else with it, tries to push through it and ignore his thoughts. Which has never helped him at all - one would think he finally gets that it's not healthy or helpful behavior after so long of doing it and it backfiring in his face.

Luckily, Bean is observant and perceptive, knowing his dear brother like no other, helpfully nudges him open. (By playing the we-will-always-be-truthful-to-each-other-card…No one ever said that Bean doesn’t play dirty. If it helps his brother in the long run, he’s making use of it). And of course, it helps. Once he opened up to you about it and you two found a way to not trigger his intrusive thoughts - by spreading your praises and scar kissings throughout the day instead of all in one go - Bear will always readily accept any affections you give him.

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Bean: At the start of the relationship - when monsters haven’t surfaced all that long ago - Bean noticed you had gotten way more affectionate towards him than you had been before. Which, of course, isn’t a bad thing; everyone is different and some people just get more touchy and lovey when in a romantic relationship. But it did lightly trigger his skepticism like a knee-jerk reaction.

Back in the underground…well, let’s just say that Bean has a good reason why he looks for meanings behind certain actions and behavior thanks to some who acted nice not out of the goodness of their soul or heart.

It’s not your fault of course, nor could Bean be at fault.

Just something from the past that Bean took with him to the surface.

You don’t have to worry however, he knows you well enough to know that you don’t have any ulterior motive with your affections. So for Bean it will be easy enough to push those reflexive skeptical thoughts aside, or rationalize them.

Once he gets used to it, he’ll return the favor. You want to kiss Bean’s scars? Go right ahead, while you’re doing that, Bean will place skelekisses on your marked skin. Tracing his phalanges sweetly over the dents and lighter or darker lines on your body, while he himself shivers slightly as your lips press against the cracks on his bones. It’s a very sweet and domestic quality time between the two of you. It becomes even better when either one of you had been having a tough day, building each other up with each tender kiss.

Bean cannot quite imagine a life without your sweet, sweet kisses. He treasures them and you deeply.

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Rust: It’s a healing feeling that Rust at first didn’t know what to do with. He stood there, frozen while you kissed his scars. Trying to process what’s going on inside him and what you’re doing. There had been times when Rust stared at you with his sometimes unnerving unblinking gaze before asking “…why?”.

It’s a slow progress of him getting used to it, but it’s so worth it in the end.

Now, Rust knows and been with you long enough to know when you’re about to shower him in praises and kisses. To say he adores those times is an understatement. He wants to completely lean and sag against you as you nuzzle him. Whispering sweet nothings in his non-existent ear while you kiss every crack, scar and dent that litters his face.

But there’s a time that is his favorite when you decide to pamper him like this. And that is when the two of you lie in bed together, either when waking up in the morning, or going to sleep or just cuddling together. With you either snuggled up to his side or lying on his bare chest (yes he has shoved some pillows inside his ribcage to make it more comfortable for you. And yes it feels weird to have those things inside his ribs but anything for you, not that he would say it out loud.)

It feels warm, it feels intimate. The way you look at him in the eyelight, murmuring so sweetly as you stroke your fingers across his scarred ribs and bones. And you do without a motive, you just want to do this. Showing Rust love and care he had never thought he’d wanted, desired, craved or needed. And oh, how he needed and craved it. Your love is like a silky cloth that gets softly pulled across his bones like a gentle wave. It’s a liquid warmth that fills the cracks and mental scars putting him back together like one does a treasured vase with golden glue.

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Thatch: Oh, oh gosh… Thatch doesn’t know what to do with this, honestly. His mind cannot really wrap around it? After all, how could he deserve such love from you that you just want to shower him with praises and kiss the cracks in his face and ribs? How is he supposed to function when you take his prosthetic arm and hand in yours and kiss the fingers and knuckles so tenderly? Never taking your eyes - that are full of so, so much love that he is undeserving of - off his own sockets.

You know of his past, he knows you do, he has told you himself that night full of so many tears and vulnerability. So Thatch can’t really grasp that despite it all, despite you knowing what he did, the monster that he is in every single way possible, you still hold him as if he deserves something. As if he deserves to be loved, that he deserves to be reassured.

You’re breaking him in even tinier little pieces, unraveling him at the seams, slowly but surely, until all that's left of him…and you’re putting him back together with such care and gentle hands and lips with every touch, with every kiss and words of praise.

It’s after a long time that Thatch slowly starts to be able to mentally accept the affections you wish to bestow upon him. And it’s after an even longer time that he manages to push the little voice in the back of his mind that whispers; ‘they don’t truly mean that, they don’t truly love you. It’s just pity,’ away.

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Thank you for participating in this spell, I hope it was to your satisfaction.

[popatochisssp]

I have a question!!! What would it take to get the more stoic boys (like Ell, Merc, Nemo, Vi and King—and anyone else you want to add) to crack a smile?

So you want to make the stony faces crack a smile, huh? An admirable goal!

I went ahead and picked out the most stoic skeletons I could think of, and the best way to get them to break and laugh for you—or at least grin…

King (Horrorfell Papyrus)  – He’s a tough nut to crack, but if you don’t happen to have a clever wit to banter back and forth with him, using your sharpest ripostes and most stinging barbs, physical comedy is actually your best bet. He’s a bit of a sadist and has just enough of a mean streak to always find it funny when someone falls, or walks into a pole, or really any other form of slapstick as a result of someone’s clumsiness or inattention. He generally has enough grace to rein his visible amusement in, but if you ever see some sort of petty accident waiting to happen, do point it out—or be the clumsy fool yourself, you just might see an undignified snicker.

Merc (Horrorswap Sans) – He actually has a great sense of humor and joy, so he does already smile quite a bit! Just…because of his condition, he has to keep in control of his emotions, so those smiles are small and slow and restrained, lest he feel too much and lose his handle on himself. That said, the element of surprise is crucial to winning the big and real reactions from him, catching him off-guard so he doesn’t see it coming and can’t mount an internal defense against it. Non sequiturs and unexpected punchlines work great for this, but are best used sparingly—both to keep the element of surprise at play, and to keep his discomfort from getting a little melty to a minimum.

Ell (Horrorswap Papyrus) – In spite of his often surly or sour mood, he’s not especially difficult to amuse. Probably his favorite thing, though, is anything that happens to be unintentionally funny—as in, something that was not meant to be comedic but, by circumstance or execution or some other factor, has just completely missed the mark and has worked its way around to funny. Really badly outdated special effects or especially hokey dialogue in shows and movies tend to work well in getting him to smile, but he’s liable to bark out a laugh for signs and billboards and such that should not have been placed next to each other, or if you share with him something stupid and out of touch that a celebrity or politician may have said.

Nemo (Horrorswapfell Papyrus) – He’s only deceptively hard to get a smile out of. He’s often anxious, or in guard-dog mode, thinking about things that could happen, and what he’d have to do in the event of X, Y, or Z, which has the Resting Bitch Face out in full force…but he’s far from a heart of stone. When he’s relaxed and comfortable, he’ll smile about pretty much anything, even just for it being a kind of nice day outside. …But if you want to see him smile even when he's not entirely chill, all it really takes is some kids, or maybe a funny animal. Seeing kids goofing around doing kid things, or a puppy dog up to some puppy type antics, he has a hard time not smiling for that.

Spectr (Transcendtale Sans) – He’s a very, very tough one, almost the poster skeleton for ‘nothing to smile about in my life.’ He’s definitely lost in his own existentialism a lot, or the opposite and trying not to think about more than what’s directly in front of him, which does make it pretty difficult to get a laugh out of him. Still, he can’t quite help himself when it comes to skeleton-based jokes and puns—it’s tired, old material, sure, but very comforting and familiar, and he likes to hear it. It’s not a guaranteed laugh if you hit him with some humerus wordplay, but he’s pretty likely to be smiling behind his mask, and even likelier to throw you a bone and respond in kind.

Tank (Underfell Fruition Papyrus) – With him, it’s a little bit like getting one of those palace guards to crack a smile—it’s not so much that he’s humorless, just that he’s (until recently) not been allowed to show a response…and as a related issue, he’s not at all familiar with social cues and doesn’t always realize a certain response is expected of him. Because of that, one of the best ways to get him to smile is to explain a joke for him, or just let him know that what was said was a joke. It’s easier for him to feel comfortable expressing his amusement if he knows for sure that he was meant to be amused, but as for a specific preference of humor… Well, he actually really likes skeleton-related puns and jokes, too! His brother used to tell them all the time when they were younger and since he wasn’t around long enough to use them to death those are very fond memories!

Vi (Swapfell Fruition Sans) – Now he’s the poster skeleton for ‘nothing to smile about in my life,’  and consequently, not very easy at all to coax a smile from. He’s too into the habit of keeping his most important and genuine feelings off his face to be fully comfortable smiling over just anything. If someone knows that something makes him happy, it can be taken away from him, after all. …But if whatever he’s smiling about is something vague, deprived of its context and mysterious to anyone who isn’t in the know… His fastest and easiest smiles are the ones that come from inside jokes, funny moments that maybe he didn’t laugh about at the time, but will freely grin and reference later with just a ‘YOU HAD TO BE THERE’ to anyone else prying for more context. He likes secrets, and the ones he can share with you are the most fun.

[popatochisssp]

YES THANK YOU

I'm so glad to see their cute faces again, I thought they were lost forever 😩

hiya poppy! i dunno if this is a silly ask but I’m a bit curious… do any of your unique boys have weird condiment obsessions or comfort foods?? tale sans has ketchup, swap paps has honey and so on, i assume that the rest of hoodie gang (what i loosely refer to the lazy brother role as) has the same weird habits. mostly curious about ash, brick, ell, nemo, sunny!

(Anon, I know you did not initially send this on anon, and you included an Art with it that I enjoyed very much, which is why I was so very upset to somehow lose this ask??? Luckily, tumblr cannot eat my emails so I still had the text saved and can at least answer the question, but if you wanted to re-add your art to this post, I would like that very much 😭)

I did do a favorite condiments/toppings post ages ago, when I only had ten of these losers, so it might be about time to update it!

Sans (Undertale): Yeah, it’s ketchup, he likes it on anything and everything, and he will drink it straight ‘cause he’s a terrible gremlin man. He started doing it as a joke to freak people out but it grew on him and, uh… well, now, he just likes it. This is his life and he has no shame.

Papyrus (Undertale): Nothing so uncouth as his brother, ugh! …But… on occasion…very rare occasion, mind you! He…has been known to sneak a spoonful of peanut butter straight out of the jar… Just the one, though, he never double-dips! He’s not disgusting!

Sky (Underswap Sans): As far as condiments go, he likes relish! He won’t eat it straight, if anyone’s looking, but who doesn’t like a hearty helping of it plopped onto a hot dog? Or a hot cat, he’s not picky! Spicy or sour is equally fine, just not the biggest fan of sweet.

Paps (Underswap Papyrus): Nothing new here, he likes honey a whole heck of a lot, though mostly just to sweeten his tea… or in a candy-bar, or drizzled on a pastry or something… Damn, he’s making himself hungry just thinking about it…

Jasper (Underfell Sans): Mustard, obviously, anything else on a ‘dog is the blatantly incorrect choice. Also pretty good on a sandwich, but you’re never gonna catch him guzzling it straight from the bottle. He never tried to pull that prank like his classic counterpart did, and never got accidentally hooked on his own condiment of choice. Ha!

Pyre (Underfell Papyrus): He’ll deny it to his dusting breath, but you cannot bring Nutella or any kind of chocolate spread into the house and expect it to still be there when you come back. He will eat it directly out of the jar, the whole thing, especially if he’s had a hard day or something. You’ll just never find the evidence. He’ll do it with ice cream, too, so y’know…keep an eye on your groceries.

Mal (Swapfell Sans): He likes spicy flavors so any kind of salsa or hot sauce is a favorite for him. His tolerance is damn good, so he can–and will–pull a Power Move and drink it straight if he feels the situation calls for it, but he generally just likes it on his food, like a normal person. Don’t test him, though, remember the freak that lies just beneath the surface…

Rus (Swapfell Papyrus): Can he pick literally everything sweet ever? No? Okay, then it’s probably maple syrup that he likes best, he’ll have it on waffles, in candy, or even to sweeten up some normally more savory foods like beans or ham or just about anything else you can think of. …Not that he, uh…really knows how to cook, himself… But he was a picky eater as a kid and syrup was easy to get in Snowdin, so it was usually used as a bribe to get him to eat A Thing He Didn’t Like and it’s a bit of a comfort-flavor for him now!

Slate (Horrortale Sans): For obvious reasons… he’s not picky. He’ll eat anything– burnt, flavorless, or even a little moldy, just drown it in ketchup and it’s good as gold. Like his classic counterpart, he’ll drink it straight, but surprisingly he’s also developed a bit of a fondness for mayo, mostly post-surfacing. It is not an unusual occurrence to find him just eating it straight, especially if he’s managed to get ahold of one of those squeeze-tubes that make it even easier. You might think he’s trying to pull a vanilla-pudding-in-the-mayo-jar prank but…alas, it’s real.

Papy (Horrortale Papyrus): He’s in the health field and knows in great detail why this is a thing he should probably not be doing but… You know those tubs of whipped topping…? Yeah, he’ll eat that with a spoon until the, “Oh My God, Why Am I Doing This” thoughts hit him and he shamefully puts it back. It would easily be one of the most mortifying moments of his life if you ever caught him at it, standing in front of the fridge in the dark at two in the morning like an oil-and-corn-syrup-loving cryptid.

Ash (Undergloom Sans): Worcestershire sauce is probably his top choice of condiment. His brother’s cooking has spoiled him a little bit, so plain old ketchup doesn’t quite cut it for him anymore. A lot of his favorite foods are hearty, heavy, meaty or all of the above, and Worcestershire can go on and in most of them! Now, will he drink it? No, probably not… but if there’s any on his plate that he can sop up with a bread roll and eat, he absolutely will be doing so.

Yrus (Undergloom Papyrus): No one can know. Whenever he buys those little jars of maraschino cherries, it’s for garnishing drinks or desserts or whatever else he might need them for, and when he cleans out the jars to reuse them for other things, there’s no reason to wonder what he’s done with the juice, probably dumped it, right? Well…no. He drinks it, straight from the jar, like some kind of fucked up, bookish skeleton hummingbird. Don’t judge him!!!

Brick (Horrorfell Sans): Whether he acknowledges it or not, he’s living a bit more of the high life these days than he used to, and with that tends to come some upgrades in the little things around you. In his case, that means he still prefers mustard over any condiment, but it’s Dijon mustard specifically that he tends to reach for—a bit fancier, more of a bite to it, and now the plain yellow stuff feels like a downgrade. He’ll eat whatever, he’s not picky, but y’know…if given the option…

King (Horrorfell Papyrus): He has no such vices…that he’ll admit to. But neither will he back down or show even a hint of shame if you catch him squirting a bottle of chocolate syrup straight into his shaker full of milk that you may have previously assumed was a protein or workout shake of some kind. As for whether or not he’ll drink the syrup straight… You’ll never catch him. Don’t even try.

Merc (Horrorswap Sans): Probably sweet-and-sour sauce for him, there’s a lot of different things to use it on and he likes the versatility of that. To the point that he’d drink it? Yes, sure, boldly so, in front of anyone, admittedly mostly as a bit for the reaction but hey, it’s tangy and delicious, no regrets!

Ell (Horrorswap Papyrus): His favorite topping to snack on is also a backfired prank. His brother is a baker and buys more new and unnecessary kinds of sprinkles than anyone could ever reasonably need, and he may’ve stolen a bottle or two to see how long it’d take him to notice. …And then maybe…grazed on them a little bit one time, when he was hungry and busy and didn’t want to get up. In his defense…they’re crunchy?

Pitch (Horrorswapfell Sans): He’s still all about the hot sauce, baby! Buffalo sauce in particular is probably the favorite, perfect for wings, but he’ll branch out if there are options—especially if they’re advertised as the hottest around, or put to him as a challenge. He’s a defiant thrill-seeker at heart, he all but has to drink it straight from the bottle if someone thinks so highly of it.

Nemo (Horrorswapfell Papyrus): He’s a caramel fiend. He pretty much always has been, in its candy form, but pretty much as soon as he started cooking for himself and realized how easy it was to just put a few things in a pan and have caramel sauce? It was over for him, he does it all the time now. It’s lucky if it actually makes it on top of anything because he’ll eat it by the spoonful almost straight out of the pan, but if he doesn’t, it’s still a perfectly good snack after it’s cooled a little. Not even store-bought jars last any longer in his house.

Sunny (Gastertale Sans): He loves a good steak sauce, obviously for steaks but on pretty much anything—burgers, sandwiches, jazzing up some veggies, what can’t it do? He’s not quite at the level of drinking it straight from the bottle, but it can seem close some days when he’s really slathering it on.

Aster (Gastertale Papyrus): Definitely some kind of weakness for tahini. It makes such a good dip, or spread, or partner with jam on toast to make a not-quite-pb&j, so even though he doesn’t usually find it on a menu, he tends to keep some around the house. Would he eat it all by itself? Has he? Well, what’s the fun in just telling? He has some kind of mystique to maintain, you know…

Spectr (Transcendtale Sans): Ketchup is super nostalgic for him, a very comforting flavor. He’ll totally drink it straight or eat it out of a packet just for the taste of it, even if he doesn’t have the hunger to actually eat it with something. He’s also gotten a bit more adventurous, though, and is a lot more open to trying different varieties of ketchup, and those trendy combos with other things—spicy ketchup, mayochup, thousand island—if it’s available, he’ll try it, and he’s slowly amassing a personal catalogue of favorites tried all across the globe.

PapAIrus (Transcendtale Papyrus): He doesn’t eat. He doesn’t need to and he’s not actually capable of it, so… It’s fine, he really doesn’t miss it or think about it much. …But whenever he gets around to having that back-up body made, probably the first thing he’d eat with it is a big jar of peanut butter, the crunchy kind.

Xanth (Ascendswap Sans): Having almost completely done away with any sense of shame and a large amount of awareness of social norms, he is no longer shy of straight-up eating relish. He is also not shy of going for maximum sour, vinegary flavor and will fully sip pickle juice out of the jar. He is living his truth and we are all so proud.

Piper (Ascendswap Papyrus): Did I call somebody else a hummingbird? I should’ve saved it for him, he’s graduated from honey to something a bit more concentrated—agave syrup. He follows the trends a little more attentively these days, gave it a try when he heard about it as a honey-substitute, and that was…kind of it. His sweet tooth is his weakness, and he doesn’t even mind paying a little more for the ethically sourced brands, he’s too hooked on that super-sweet sweetness for his tea and candy and pastries and whatever else he can find to drizzle it on.

Carmine (Underfell Fruition Sans): He’s a cool ranch guy, all the way. As a dip, it’s the perfect accompaniment to anything crunchy and he’ll freely load up his carrots and celery and chips with it. As a proper condiment, it’ll go on anything from pizza to burgs, and while he’s definitely taken a swig once, just to try it, he probably likes it better as supporting cast than the lead act.

Tank (Underfell Fruition Papyrus): He was ruined the first time a jar of marshmallow fluff came into his possession. He didn’t get much in the way of sweets growing up, so pure, soft, sticky sugar…? He has no defense against it. He’ll actually need to be told you can make things with it if you want to, because eating it with a spoon is all he knows and that’ll be a beautiful brave new world for him.

Vi (Swapfell Fruition Sans): He’s a barbecue sauce fan. His preference is for the smoky or spicy kind, but even the sweeter stuff has its charm and he hasn’t really eaten a kind he hasn’t somewhat liked. He won’t take a swig from a bottle, but if he ever comes across a brand he really likes, he may go out of his way to buy some to take home, and that's a huge compliment from him.

Hunter (Swapfell Fruition Papryus): Butterscotch is his thing, actually. He likes it as a topping in sauces and cocktails quite a bit, but if there happen to be any butterscotch chips around, that’s more to his preference. Be wary trying to get any baking with them done around him, he actually prefers them outside of the baked goods and he’s not above petty theft. In fact, he’s below it, far below it, a little quick yoinkery is the least of what he’ll do to get something he wants.

Kohl (Descendtale Sans): He’s a soy sauce kind of guy. It’s salty, savory, and strong, a little goes a long way even to overpower a flavor you’re sick of, but you have to eat because it’s nearly all there is… Yeah, he got a little hooked on it when monsters started eating the echo flower root, and it stuck around as a new favorite after. Would he drink it? Not unless it would be really funny, he has limited room in the tank these days and would prefer to use it for food he likes, not on a bit.

Bram (Descendtale Papyrus):  Nothing beats a nice crème anglaise drizzled over something sweet… Of course, he’s not much of a cook so mostly he just waits for vanilla ice cream to melt and that’s basically the same thing, right? Ice cream soup is delicious and also a perfectly valid topping for all manner of deliciousness, don’t knock it until you’ve tried it!

And as for comfort foods…well that’s a whole other post to update! ;)

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📓 I need to know what you've been daydreaming about!

This is an idea that also has been popping in and out of my head and I’ve tried writing the notes but then I’m like o(-( ough it’s so complicated to write jdhflgjg

It’s a medieval AU where you’re a princess and HF!Sans is a bigtime criminal who tried to kill some court official maybe, and he’s sentenced to death for treason/other. Sans yells something as he’s being dragged away (about the unfairness of life?) and it intrigues you, prompting you to sneak into the dungeons to give him a visit. He’s surprisingly courteous with you and flirts with you, about how lucky he is that the beautiful princess has graced him with her visage.

He talks about something (which I imagine is something related to the famine in his village) that makes you sympathize with him heavily. You tell him you’re sorry about it happening at all and vow to fix it. He chuckles and makes you promise to do it, saying that if you help his village he’ll come to the execution willingly.

You feel… a little better knowing you can do something good, but the thought of Sans’ death doesn’t sit right with you. You come to the execution place (you aren’t sure why,) and as he walks up to the hanging platform he gives you a wink. And all of a sudden you feel ‘this is wrong,’ and distract the guards, helping to free him. Sans is stunned and doesn’t budge at first until you pull at him to run, and as the guards realize what happens and starts chasing you, you start to lag behind Sans. Sans turns your way and cries “too slow!!”, picks you up and throws you over his shoulder like a potato sack and fights his way out of the castle.

After that chapter, you’ll be stressed out and going “I’m a traitor! Aghhh!!! I’m a criminal too now what did I do!!!”

Sans is going to ask if you regret freeing him, and you say no. He’s, kinda in love, and he tells you he’ll keep you safe and that you’re going to be ok.

The rest of the fic is journeying back to Sans’ village while dodging the law.