#imagineskels (fsj)

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(⸝⸝ᵕᴗᵕ⸝⸝) I love Sans getting overwhelmed by affection.

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At times, they'll find themselves utterly smitten. Say just the right thing, catch the light just so to become so dazzling.

But it's inappropriate, so their heads turn almost in sync. About to be caught staring, they look away.

Glancing by, just missing each-other. Over and over.

It hurts at first. It hurts worse when they realize there's nobody else that their souls call out to. But they get used to it.

It can't be helped.

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The exaggeration of Sans's sleeping habits is still cute.

Oops he fell asleep, gotta carry him. Papyrus going through his day with Sans on his back. Scarf dimensions were decided with the option of using it as a rucksack to put Sans in in mind.

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Papyrus actually not minding when Sans drinks a little too much because he gets cuddly. Pre-confession, it's one of the only ways to get him to sit still for more than a quick hug.

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They end up on the kiss cam. Obviously they can't do anything much, so they shoot for a platonic forehead kiss. It's… still incredibly tender. Uncomfortably so.

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One of my heart chambers will always explode seeing one of the brothers hugging a plushie of their brother.

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hc: Papyrus is a cat person because they remind him of Sans

They're also less likely to chew on him! Big plus!

He's warned about the flighty, fickle nature of cats early on, but he quickly finds he's already more than well-equipped for it. The cat seems like it wants attention, approaches his waiting hand until it's just out of reach, then leaves. He's annoyed, but not as much as he thought he would be. Feels like he deals with the same thing regularly.

Going in and out and all around and ending up in weird places. "HOW DID YOU EVEN GET UP THERE?" he questions the howling furball as he pulls it from on top of the ceiling fan. It only responds by ragdolling over his shoulder. He doubts it was actually stuck up there. Sans is never truly stuck anywhere he gets himself, either. At least Sans isn't as violent about extricating himself once they're back on safe ground.

The cat walks in front of him and stops as if it's trying to trip him. He maneuvers around it easily, far too used to stepping on the backs of his brother's shoes from Sans trying the exact same antics to try to annoy him.

The cat turns its nose up at the same food it was scarfing down yesterday. He can almost hear Sans's voice, "huh? what? that stuff? nah, i don't want it." He doesn't indulge the bratty beast by getting it something different--after all, any time he ate what Sans said he didn't want, Sans would always come back later and ask what happened to his leftovers.

The cat naps more than anything he's ever seen before. He nags it for sleeping on its very important mouser job, but it just stretches then curls back up to sleep. It's... a little cute when it does that. He remembers Sans turning over to go back to sleep.

He finds both it and Sans buried in the basket of warm laundry after he finishes emptying the drier. He's not sure which one is purring louder.

I can imagine a cat kind of tipping him off to the fact that he kind of finds all those behaviors a little endearing deep down under any frustration.

Did you know today (February 22nd) is Cat Day in Japan?

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Body swapping before getting together. The obvious desire is to see their body, maybe touch it. But maybe that's too far a boundary. But their voice. Just looking at their face in the mirror and saying the things you want to hear. ... Still feeling appropriately guilty afterward.

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(Just a bit of discussion from when Tae was drawing the Dancetale bit on stream: youfoundta/status/1721606689592643832/ )

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Ey, dressing up in your partner's style has to have some meaning to it. 👀

Going the extra mile to understand and meld with each-other's style. More than just dancing, but putting together something that's visible even at rest. And anyone familiar with the two of them would know why (for who) one would bother to dress that way. If Sans has these clothes, I'm sure Papyrus has some baggier streetwear somewhere in his own closet too （≧ ‿ ≦） Oh noo, now I'm gonna cry too

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The reason Sans and Papyrus are the only options for each-other is because nobody they've tried dating has been okay with their brother coming first. They all think they'd be fine with it because sometimes family is family and all that, and they even get along well with both of them, but when faced with the reality of it, they can't take it.

(I use "they" to be ambiguous between both brothers way too much to also refer to the hypothetical datemate as "they" also, so I'll just use "you". Sorry lol)

Canceling plans because their brother had something come up (which wasn't even very important). Turning dates into hangouts because their brother wanted to come along. If it's not just the two of you, you aren't getting much attention. Even if it is, if there's a text or call from their brother, the phone's coming out. A good chunk of what you end up talking about during dates is their brother anyway. If money's tight around gyftmas, their brother is the one getting a gift. If asked who they love more, there's no dilemma, hesitation or thought: they always answer their brother's name. If you and their brother are in danger, it's their brother's side they run to.

You wonder to yourself if you can even call yourselves lovers. You feel like more of a third wheel to the brothers' relationship even as it's platonic.

The relationship ends as you angrily tell them they should just date each-other if there's no room for you.

They hear that a lot. Maybe they really should.

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I would absolutely read an xReader/OC fic where it's literally just the reader/OC getting innocently cucked by whichever brother they aren't dating at every turn.

This one wasn't supposed to be one of them intentionally sabotaging the relationship, but sometimes I kinda like that too. "If I seriously told him you make me uncomfortable, he'd drop you in a heartbeat. He'll pick me. He'll always pick me." And he's right.

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Confessions that happen right before one of them goes on a date with someone else. Begging them not to go, desperate not to potentially lose them.

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They're verbally affectionate drunks. One too many and they're all giggly "I love you"'s. They can't think much further than that, but it's constant. Start mumbling to someone else, forget their bro is there, remember, and immediately "oh heyyy, love you". And it keeps happening, pretty rapidly. Any time they're not the sole focus of each-other, they forget, and get to say it again.

(Romantic or platonic because this is entirely based off of how I treat my cat when I'm trashed. … Then again, I do that sober, too. I see cat, I tell cat I love them.)

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CW: Death, but of the universally relatable kind rather than the tragic plot device kind.

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One of the reasons I don't like a large age gap between them is because of the eventual end.

That's one of the biggest reasons to still keep within a couple years of your own age even if you're over the hill and the difference between someone 10 years older or younger isn't much anymore. Because even if you do everything right and you're lucky enough to both have good health for your entire lives, your time is finite. Every extra year between you is another year one of you will be walking the end of your road without the other.

And I like to think of them staying together. They made it to the surface, they survived the ordeals that human society probably put them through, and they thrived under the sun. Time would pass and they would slow down as we all must.

And I want them to reach the end of that road as close together as possible. Not have to see sunrises alone while thinking how many the other would have loved to keep seeing. If one must attend the other's funeral near the end of their days, I want it to be with the comfort that they won't be far behind.

It's a sweet thought that Sans raised his little brother, but the pain of a long separation outweighs it for me. Papyrus facing his final one or two decades likely all alone, without his brother or his friends since he was so much younger, is just too sad for me.

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I think Papyrus would be most obsessed with kissing, with hardly any reservations about when or where. They're keeping it under wraps, so he can't just go kissing Sans silly in public, but if that wasn't a factor, he absolutely would.

As it is now, though, he just kisses Sans whenever he feels like it. And he feels like it at very inconvenient times. Sans is busy with something? Interrupted. Papyrus is cooking? Dinner's going to be a little more well-done than normal. Papyrus is showering? Calls Sans to the bathroom and yanks him half-way in. Sans is sleeping? He's slept through it before, it'll be fine. Middle of the work day with nowhere to hide? Taking a lunch break, carting Sans all the way home.

He's just. Gotta kiss.

But they're the kind of long, intrusive kisses that most people would expect to lead up to more. For Papyrus, though, that's just an expressive kiss. He's feeling love very much right now, so the kiss has to also be very much!

He's overwhelming.

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"THE TRUE SYMBOL OF MY LOVE FOR YOU IS THAT I STILL HOLD YOUR HAND EVEN WHEN IT'S GROSS AND SWEATY." "* we're wearing gloves, how can you even tell" "COTTON GLOVES, AND IT'S SEEPING THROUGH MINE, YOU SOPPY GREMLIN." "* …" "IT'S GOING TO FREEZE BEFORE WE GET HOME." "* hhhhhh;ﾞ;｀;:ﾞ;｀;:"

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Mast☆rbating with their clothing is hot and all but

How about just sleeping with it

Taking the jacket, the scarf, or each-other's pillow, or completely curling up in the other's bed just because the scent makes it easier to relax.