#janitor sans

[dreamsb0u]

what if the aus were working in a 24 hour convenience store.

Nightmare is literally just making this as miserable for everyone as possible via. wet floors, breaking the cash register etc.

Killer is always being a bitch in the aisles but believe me when I say he is one falling can away from committing a federal crime

Dust sleeps all the time, he doesn't deal with this. Or he's out back pretending to take the trash out (He's smoking)

Horror's on slushie machine duty. The plastic wall wasn't from covid it was from him throwing the slushies at Killer

Cross is doing his best. And is also the one that gets yelled at the most by customers. He's manning the counters.

Dream is basically either trying to fix the lights all the time (they go out a lot) or hiding the fact he's on his sixth toilet break because he, despite being a skeleton, has explosive diarrhea instead of being on smoke breaks (Nightmare would steal his cigs)

Ink is making everything worse on purpose. Also he climbs in the vents sometimes just to scare Swap

Swap is damage control and the only reason this hellscape is still running. But in reality, he is running from the feds for several murder related crimes.

And then theres another one of my Sans aus, Janitor Sans. Someone kill him please he's so close to snapping.

[thenamesapollo]

underpaid and overworked workers that also like each other (I hope nothing bad happens to one of them which causes him to strain their relationship forever!)

[angelbitezzz]

Recently read Tilikum by Llama_Goddess on Ao3 (check out the link it's so good) and it gave me some interesting brainrot ideas

Fic under the cut

A day dawned like any other for Sans. Get out of bed, work various odd jobs, slack off at said odd jobs, and get home to sleep some more.

Today was a new gig—Janitor work at the local aquarium. It was good, easy work. He'd been all sorts of things in his time both underground and now on the surface, so he was largely left to his own devices practically since the first day.

Some kid spilled one of those themed ice creams on the floor in front of one of the siren tanks. Big attractions, those guys. Not quite human, too physical to be a monster, they sort of floated in this odd in-between state of natural existence. Word was that the song of one would easily lead you to your drowning death. It was a good thing that glass was thick and soundproof, otherwise any of the ones held captive would likely jump at the chance.

Sans mopped away at the spill slowly, dragging out the task. The place was closing for the night soon, he certainly didn't want to be redirected to something else when he had such an easy job right here. A whistle leaked from between his teeth, some song he'd heard on TV earlier in the day.

The room was empty now. With the evening settling in and closing time within the hour, no one had come by to this one since he'd gotten here. Probably since this specific siren didn't seem a fan of performance, or being seen. You were lucky to get a glimpse of it if it was feeling curious on a given day, or so Sans had heard.

He wrung the mop in the bucket and set about just mopping the entire room, still whistling away. But a chill ran up his spine, halting his movements.

The unmistakable, burning feeling of being watched.

He turned his head slow, pupils sliding up along the glass he stood next to until they connected with a bright purple gaze that seemed to peer right through him.

The siren.

It—She? She floated right there, hand pressed against the glass. Her pupils were blown wide open, though they dilated just a little when their eyes met properly. There was something curious about the look on her face, so human if not for the subtle shine of fine scales along her brown skin. Dark hair drifted around her face, some kind of kelp braided into it at certain spots, that same stuff even braided and tied together to make up the cloth she was wearing around her chest. Did sirens care for modesty? He didn't know. Her lower half was that of a fish, something tropical he hadn't bothered to learn the name of. Powerful muscles twitched the end of the tail, keeping her afloat in the same position with ease.

He wasn't sure when he'd stopped breathing. It seemed like time itself had stopped when he realized he was being watched. Was this typical of sirens? Did the gaze of one paralyze as much as the song?

No, that couldn't be the case. Otherwise they wouldn't bother with displaying them at all.

When he didn't react behind meeting her gaze, she seemed to relax just a little. Her eyes slid along his form, taking in the details of his Janitor's uniform and the bones that were visible.

"huh. you're, uh, curious, i guess?"

Sans wasn't sure why he was talking, it wasn't as if she could hear him. But the way his eternal grin moved with the speech seemed to fascinate her. She lowered herself to be more at eye level, both hands against the glass. He slowly put his mop back in the bucket and turned towards her, tugging at his gloves to pull them tighter before stepping closer. The siren didn't move, only followed every movement with that same burning gaze.

"heya." Sans gave a little wave, the way the kid had taught him.

The siren waved back, copying his movement exactly. Then she did something new—she pointed at him. He pointed at himself.

"me?"

She nodded and did something else, crossed her hands over her chest in fists, only the index and middle finger half extended. She bumped them together at the wrist, tapping the fingers to her shoulders and sliding them down to a point at her mid-chest. When he responded with a blank stare, she repeated it. His head tilted.

"now what does that mean...?"

The siren only did it once more before she seemed to give up. She made a recognizable motion this time, both hands in fists together and turning down as if snapping something. He almost frowned.

"that a threat?"

Her face broke out into a wide smile, revealing teeth sharper than he expected before she was laughing on the other side of the glass. There was no other explanation for what she was doing, she was laughing, entirely too amused by his reaction as her shoulders shook. His grin widened a little at that. Well, at least someone here was having fun?

The siren seemed to recover from her fit and gazed at him once more, pupils dilated again. Then they flickered up—an alarmed look flashed over her features before she was suddenly gone. There was a flick of her great tail and then she had twisted away into the kelp and seaweed populating her tank, only the waves of the greenery giving away how fast she'd moved. Sans glanced backwards, feeling oddly like a kid caught doing something he wasn't supposed to when he met the fascinated stare of a fellow janitor.

"hey, paul. uh. somefin the matter?"

"....I didn't see a damn thing."

The older human just turned and walked out, grumbling something about working here for too damn long just for a newbie to get the attention of one of the shyer sirens. Whatever that was about.

When the intercom crackled to life to announce the night's closing, Sans cast one last glance at the tank as he retrieved his bucket and mop.

The siren was nowhere to be seen.

[sunnystarcat]

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[missowo]

"The Doormaker." (THIS IS OLD ONE)

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Kris mini nightmare series. New one:

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[galaxybonez]

HorrorTale! Sans bot and/or fic plz

and fic and/or bot of any papyrus

your bots are amazing

I do a bot for ya since I've been wanting do to Horror for a while :)

As for Papyrus, I'm only taking requests for different Sans' right now, though that could change in the future. Feel free to give me some more requests in the meantime, if you like ^^

Here's the link to the bot!

[desertrose244]

HI IM SORRY I VANISHED MY LIFE HAS BEEN BUSY! For now take some doodles I made in my free time, this ones just a regular human janitor for the Spidey HQ that's totally not a version of the MC in A Fortunate Mistake (Watch the tags!)

Mini Comic very loosely based of a scene in the linked fic : )

I honestly don't have many promises on how consistent I will be, so I appreciate everyone who is still following me despite that : )

[silvermalkin]

Tokyo Debunker Tier List!

- @dovesnroses

https://tiermaker.com/categories/mobile-games/tokyo-debunker-all-characters-17410861

[orangesoda63]

(SFM) Murders Of Adminstrator Helen

[deltaruneinfuturetimes]

sans this, sans that... who cares about that skeleton guy! I wanna talk to the janitor

[daycarehandler]

Week 1: Janitor-san meets a smaller, odd looking, Wet Floor Bot

Note: Welp! Looks like they found something better than a mop & bucket!

[skylerwonn]

yeahhh

[asksansthejanitor]

[enha-stars]

how much do you want to bet that san will only wear either a trench coat or simply a thong at coachella

[sensitive-eruri]

Bathroom Stall By CorruptFile AO3

A naughty Zombie school AU fic

Part 2 !! Zombie school au that yams made himself, which is such a power move tbh. “Humanity’s strongest? Yeah he’s a janitor”