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[sin-cognito]

Kustard week 2023 day 7: Little Red Riding Hood

Wordcount: 1377

~The wolf relentlessly tempted the little red hiding hood to stray from the path to her grandma's~

@kustardweek

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Red snuffed his half smoked cigarette on the sole of his shoe and put on his sexiest grin when he heard the elevator door open. He knew who the monster inside was even before seeing him, but Red still side glanced at the elevator. He'd never pass an opportunity to get an eyelightful of the little skeleton of his dreams.

"heya sansy," he purred as the other passed him by, purposefully ignoring him. Too bad for Sans, Red was into it. "had a good day today? wanna end it with a bang and come to my place, if you catch my drift?" He winked and he would've made a lewd gesture to really get his point across if Sans wasn't so deliberately looking at anything but him.

By that point he was hovering over the other, who was trying to balance his grocery bags while grabbing his keys. Red was propped up with one arm on the wall next to the door while the other was nonchalantly buried in his pocket, his hips suggestively swung to the side.

But Sans still ignored him.

In his attempt to not pay any sort of attention to the bulkier monster being sexy as fuck next to him, Sans didn't notice some of his groceries trying to escape the bags, and Red had to break his pose to catch them mid fall.

"oops, gotta be careful there, dollface," he grinned at Sans, who finally had no choice but to look at him.

"urgh, red, can we not do this again today?" He sighed as he finally got his key in the keyhole now that his arms weren't as heavy from all the groceries.

"you mean that little dance between you and me, where you pretend like you're not interested and make me court you some more?" Red whistled as he followed Sans inside, totally uninvited, to help him with the groceries. "sure, we can skip that part where you go all stubborn and refuse me, and go right on to kissing."

Red grinned wider when he saw Sans roll his eyelights. Teasing and playfully pissing off his crush had been his favorite past time for the last 3 months or so, ever since he had found this little cutie walking around on campus all alone. Red immediately had a thing for him, and started hitting on Sans right away. Sans was surprisingly resistant to his flirting, but Red knew he'd run out of patience eventually. Sans was gonna be his at some point, he knew it.

Of course he knew that his reputation as a bad boy and professional Casanova probably didn't help his case, but Sans should be flattered that Red had his SOUL set on the lonely little skeleton! It was an honor to be invited to Red's bed, really. Besides, Red really wasn't an asshole, he always made sure to show his darlings a great time. He was actually skilled.

Though Sans' case was slightly different. Red probably wouldn't have bothered with an unwilling monster for so long if he didn't feel like it could actually turn into something more. Sure he was more used to fun times and one night stands, but that didn't mean that he was a stranger to dating. So far Sans had managed to turn down all his attempts at either going on a date together or having a quick, uncomplicated fuck, but Red's real objective with the little cutie was something that would last. He was ready to put in the effort.

"red, i've had a long and tiring day and i'm really not in the mood to humor you right now," Sans groaned as he put his groceries away, Red helping him even if Sans hadn't asked.

"it's alrighty, sweetheart," Red replied with an exagerated lilt in his voice. Sans wasn't making the flirting easy today, but Red enjoyed working for it. It was more rewarding. "we can just let our bodies do all the talking."

Sans slammed the fridge's door shut so abruptly that it startled Red, who accidentally clutched the cake he was holding too much and turned it into putty. Oops.

"no, red," Sans said, his voice lower and angrier Red has ever heard coming from the normally gentle skeleton. "i don't want to date you, i don't want to hang out with you, i don't like you. you are annoying. we're never going to be anything, neither lovers nor boyfriends and i'm definitely not into doing anything remotely sexual with you. i've tried so many times to let you down gently but it didn't work, so sorry if this is harsh but i don't know how else to tell you: you are in the friend zone. forever. and that won't change."

Red blinked a few times when Sans was done.

Okay so he had noticed that Sans wasn't returning his affections, but he didn't think it was so bad. He thought that maybe Sans was just a little shy, maybe just a little virgin and didn't know how to react to being hit on by a more experienced skeleton. If Red was in the friend zone, then all his dreams of dating Sans would never come true...

"well uhh... alright," Red said, scratching the back of his skull. He placed the mushed cake back on the table, wincing at how it now looked. "then i'm gonna go, i guess."

"yes, please," Sans sighed, sounding relieved.

Without another word, Red made his way out of the apartment. He wondered what he was going to do tonight, if he wasn't going to spend the evening with Sans. There was one thing he knew he had to do, so he rushed to the nearest bakery.

A little under half an hour later, Red was back in front of Sans' apartment. He knocked politely and waited for the small skeleton to open the door.

"red, i literally just told you that-," Sans began but Red interrupted him.

"no worries buddy, i ain't staying." He lifted his arm to show Sans what he had just bought. "i just got you a replacement cake to make up for the one i crushed earlier. sorry about that, you just got me by surprise and i have sharp claws. it's blueberry flavor, i think you like those?"

Sans' eyebrows shot up, and it took him a few seconds to recover before he hesitantly took the cake from Red's hands.

"uhm... okay? thanks?" Sans said softly. "this isn't a stupid plan to invite yourself in again, is it?" He asked suspiciously.

"nah," Red waved him with a chuckle. "you told me you ain't interested in dating me and i'm not a jerk. i'm fine with the friend zone, if i can't be your man i can at least be your friend and i'll be more than happy with that. welp, guess i'm really gonna go now."

Red turned on his heels and was about to walk away when a little hand grabbed his sleeve.

"hold on, you... still wanna be friends?" Sans asked incredulously. "even after i've rejected you like that?"

Red laughed.

"well, you said i was in the friend zone, right? so that means i still have hopes to hang out with you, even if dating is no longer on the table. well, that's fine by me, i got attracted to you in the first place because i think you're nice, so that hasn't changed."

A lovely cobalt blush spread on Sans' cheeks, and the small skeleton once again looked at anything but Red.

"i.. uhm... that's..." He stammered but couldn't find whatever it was he was trying to say, so Red chuckled again as he playfully pinched the tip of Sans' nasal bone.

"hey, no blushing between pals, that's gay. anyway, i'll see you tomorrow in class, yeah?" He said over his shoulder as he made his way back to the elevator.

The doors were about to close when Sans rushed in, slamming his arms between the closing doors of the elevator. Red looked at the small skeleton quizzically, while Sans was catching his breath.

"one date," the small skeleton said. "i'll give you one date to impress me and make me change my mind."

Welp. Red had always enjoyed a good challenge.

[kustardweek]

Hello everyone!! :D

Here are the prompts lists of this year!

Kustard week starts Sunday, September 15th and ends Sunday, September 21st!

There are 2 list, so everyone has more options for each day, you can also combine the prompts for both lists for any of the days (e.g. Fairy and Stargate too add some spice XD).

Follow your heart and enjoy this year's kustardweek! And don't forget to use the tags #kustardweek and #kustardweek2024 when posting your entries. N/sfw entries should be tagged with #kustardweek2024nsfw so they can be safely blocked and so we can find them easier to share in an appropriate way ^_^

The event is made to have fun! It can be sfw and n/sfw, but because we can't moderate everyone's age on Twitter and Tumblr, we will retweet/blog only sfw works. The discord server will be sfw AND n/sfw (age verification to access n/sfw channels) so any n/sfw works can be shared there in the appropriate channels.

Prompts in text form and with less flashy fonts for your convenience~

MYTHICAL MONSTERS:

DAY 1: Fairy DAY 2: Dragon DAY 3: El Chupacabra DAY 4: Werewolf DAY 5: Mermaid DAY 6: Harpy DAY 7: Sphinx

SCI-FI:

DAY 1: Stargate DAY 2: Space Prison DAY 3: Deep Space Exploration DAY 4: Time Travel DAY 5: Constellations or Stars DAY 6: Star Wars DAY 7: Alien Abduction

Pick either or both for each day! :D

[ibeta]

dropped my tiny plot notebook at work. coworker texted me to tell me they found it.

i came by to pick it up.

they opened it in front of me to compliment my very tiny handwriting. on the page with the green ink. which was unrelated fontcest plots, but i never mentioned it on the page, and it's so purely innocently filled with the sfw plot.

...thankfully, the rest was mostly kustard. what would have happened if it was something dirty? i think they would have cried.

i hope they cleanse their eyes with holy water. i don't know how they'll face me otherwise. amnesia? forgetfulness potion? a headbash?

my poor, innocent coworker. they have to live knowing i'm a skeleton enthusiast.

(the other coworker asked me if i was looking for my diary. obviously, he's never read my notebook because it clearly states "planner/edits" on the transparent plastic cover.)

[summer-of-bones]

🫶MODs🫶

We have 2 types of mods this year: regular Mods, who are in charge of planning and organizing the event as well as modding the discord server, and Reading mods, AKA Rods, who will help the regular mods to read ALL the fics that participants will write during the event. We anticipate A LOT of fics, so we really needed some reading power to help us out!

Our 5 Mods are:

Cognito: she/her, they/them, forever 🔥madlad🔥 and always hosting new events! I'm weak in the knees for Sanses and Sanscest, and EDGE MY BELOVED. I'm really excited to be a mod again this year! (also go check out my side event, @ut-rsc 😛) @sin-cognito (NSFW) or @con-cognito (SFW) also on Twitter @/sinncognito

LB: she/her, they/them, the gremlin that started all of this. Will absolutely bite. AU Papys are love, AU Papys are life. @fell-boys-fave also on Twitter @/Leftblind1

MsMK: Hi, I'm MK and I'm an unapologetic Papyrus fan! I love everything Papyrus, be it xReader or Papcest! Last year I started Papyly with LB and I'm so excited to do it again. I can't wait to see what wonderful Papy content we can make this year! @msmkcreates also on Twitter @/msmkcreates

Mage: They/Them, non-binary bean. This is my first time helping with this event and I'm excited to get started. Papyrus, Pirates and Clowns are life. @absurdmageart also on Twitter @/absurdmageart

Skelebunny: Lyco Wolfbunny, obsessed with skeletons since 2016 and the reason UT is the no. 1 fandom in the vore tag instead of no. 6 (she/they). @nom-the-skel also on Twitter @/lycovore

Our 3 Rods are:

Anjel: she/her, first time helping with an event (instead of accidently breaking one by reading too much) Sans-sized reading madlad with a love of puns, Kustard and bone bro shenanigans. @anjel-x also on Twitter @/Anjel_Ecks

Ryu (mainly for Sansgust): she/her, they/them, just an undertale dork who likes reading fanfics a lot! And likes sanscest even more! XD It's my first time being a reading mod and I can't wait to see what everyone creates. 💙 @silverryu25 also on Twitter @/silverryu25

Tomato (mainly for Papyly): she/her lil fruit 🍅 Feed me skeletons and Redbull 🔥 First-time taking part in this amazing event as a R O D (reading mod) and I'm super excited to read y'all's stories! @redtomatofan also on Twitter @/redtomatofan

Please direct all your questions to the MODS instead of the rods, as Mods are the ones who are the most familiar with how the event works.

[classic-cherryberry]

For the *cough cough* self-harm reactions post (because, as someone who's gone through it before, it breaks my heart), assuming Red is the one who did it (of course, who else?... poor guy...) ‼️⭕️ Blue, ❗️♨️ Classic

This little drabble ran a bit long. Heh- w o o p s . That’s why it took way longer than both you and I expected- so sorry for the wait. In this story, Undertale Sans shall be referred to as Comic and Underfell Sans will be referred to as Red. I didn’t incorporate Blue’s piece here since this bit took long enough to write on its own.

Ugh… it is HOT today. Red sighs as he flops onto the couch, feeling sweat drip down his skull. Weather on the surface is so fuckin’ weird… he doubts he’ll ever get used to it. He sub-consciously wipes his forehead, feeling another heat pulse run through his covered arms. Must.. take… off… jacket…

He grumbles and slips his arms out of the cursed thick, black sleeves and carelessly tosses the black mass across the room, watching with slight amusement as it lands on the stairs and falls down a step. Serves the sun-soaker right… he groans as the heat stops pulsing through him, his now bare arms relieved from the pain of that winter jacket.

In the kitchen Comic is sitting on the counter, lazily swinging his legs a wooden spoon magically stirs a pitcher to his right. Of course, stirring it himself is just too much of a bother. He hears the set of groans from the other room and opens his eyes, his curiosity and slight concern sparked. “hey, everything going alright in there red? you good?”

“Yeah, I’m about as chill as I can get in this heat.” Comic snickers a bit at that, and can practically feel Red smile in return. “Izzat cold shit done yet? Been waitin’ for AGES…”

“it’s literally been three minutes, bud.”

“Time is an illusion.”

Comic rolls his eyes. “you need to stop watching so many cartoons, you dork.”

“Yeah, that certainly means a lot coming from you- it’s no secret you binge sit-coms.”

“well, at least neither of us have watched the same documentary about bees seven bajillion times in the last week.”

“Good point.”

Ah, nothing like a good old conversation ending in poking fun at Blue’s weird obsession over cheezy documentaries to pass the time. Comic glances over at the pitcher, which is now a nice steady shade of pink. Looks wonderful for this dreaded weather.

Summer is truly a hoodie-lover’s nightmare.

Comic takes the pitcher, letting his left eye flicker out, as it is not in use anymore, and brings his normal white pupils back into existence before pulling two tall glasses from the cupboard. “you gonna come over here, you lazy butt, or do i have to come serve ya?” Comic calls. He hears Red snicker.

“As if I’M the lazy butt here, Comic.”

“well, i’m not wrong.”

“Just come over here with the fucking gay sugar water, eh?”

“it is not ‘gay sugar water’, it is pink lemonade. i’ll have you know that pink is a very mascul-”

Comic was in the process of crossing from the kitchen to the other room, eyes half-lidded and the lemonade literally only not spilling all over the place due to sheer magic, when his little response got cut short.

Oh.

Fuck.

His gaze is immediately drawn to Red’s bare arms. He had never actually seen him without a hoodie or long-sleeved shirt, and now he thinks he knows why.

“…ine…. color.”

Red just rolls his eyes, oblivious. “Are ya just gonna stand there all day? Get the fuck over here, I’m DYING.” he complains, throwing an arm over his forehead dramatically to emphasize his point. His arm… Comic’s smile tightens a little as he resumes his walk over, deciding not to ask questions… yet.

He can’t bring himself to say anything witty, his soul feels like it’s being weighed down and his metaphorical throat is suddenly dry. He makes no comment as he sits down on the couch, pours Red’s glass, his mouth is shut as Red keeps snickering over his own stupid(ly hilarious) jokes.

It takes Red a few minutes to even realize Comic is being unusually quiet and still. He playfully rams into his shoulder, amusement glimmering in his red pupil. “Whazza mattah wit’chu? Heat melt your tongue off?”

Comic jolts a little, pink lemonade sloshing onto his lap and making his cheeks heat up with a light blue glow. “u-uh-”

Red snickers and leans his head against Comic’s shoulder, an eyebrow raised. “Ay, common- I ain’t stupid. Tell me what’s goin’ on in your weird mind.”

Is Red completely clueless? Does he even realize that his slitted arms are exposed? A chill runs down Comic’s spine, sweat beginning to gather on his brow. “oh, it’s just that it’s weird that you don’t have your hoodie on. i know you don’t take it off much.”

Red shrugs. “So? You’ve seen that shit before, didn’t bother you then. Just fucking spill the beans.” He reaches over with his empty hand to boop Comic on the nose when he sees i t. O h . His joking demeanor suddenly deflates, his arm freezes and his pupil disappears.

Comic tenses as well. “red-! fuck- don’t leave me buddy- come on, i ain’t mad-” oh no, oh no- Comic quickly places the pitcher on the floor, as well as the two glasses, and Red doesn’t even twitch as the cup is plucked from his hand. SHIT.

Comic gently cups Red’s face in his hands. “buddy, red- stay with me- listen ‘ere, i’m not mad at you for- f-for- t h a t- but i need you t’talk to me- please, red-” Red is being unresponsive. This isn’t good. Steeling himself, Coming takes a deep breath, trying to convince his voice to stop shaking.

“red. you’re checkin’ out again, bud. c’mon, wake up.” He uses the loudest, deepest voice he can without yelling in Red’s metaphorical ear. As he hopes- the volume shakes Red back to reality.

“Wha- huh? C-c-” Red jolts a little and gasps, his red pupil returning to his right eyesocket.

“yeah, bud. i’m right here, kay? nobody hurtcha. it’s only been about twenty seconds. you got nothin’ to freak out about. just… here.” Comic bends down and takes up Red’s cup of lemonade again, gently guiding Red’s still frozen fingers around the glass. “drink some of that. it’ll help ya ‘chill’ a bit.”

That definitely helps Red back to the present, his shoulders relax and he lets out a single, distant sounding, “Heh.” He then shakily brings the glass to his teeth, his eyes closing as the cold liquid splashes past the barrier under his skull. Comic breathes a sigh of relief, wiping a bit of the sweat off of his brow.

Once Red swallows Comic decides that he needs to press now. He just… has to know. “you uh… remember why you blanked out there?”

Red hesitates before nodding slowly, his expression darkening a bit. “Yeah.”

“you… think you can talk about it?”

Red looks uncertain. “I-I dunno, man- it- it ain’t somethin’ I enjoy thinkin’ about…”

Comic feels himself losing patience. Some small part of him fears that he was the one to cause Red to do this to himself. The rest of him just needs to know if he’s okay. “red, please… talk to me. i- i just wanna know what’s wrong. wazzit something i did? i mean- some of those look pretty recent- are blue and i doing something wrong?” Well… that all came spilling out quickly.

Red looks a bit shell-shocked. “Wh- Comic- n-no- it- it’s not you, it’s all just… me. It’s… stupid.” He looks away, trying to distance himself from the concerned body pressing up against him.

“…it’s not stupid, red. it’s hurting you. it can’t be stupid if it’s bringing you to such drastic measures.”

Red still looks uncomfortable, but he looks back for a brief moment, long enough for Comic to give him a gentle smile. Red sighs, suddenly itching to disappear into his embrace… though, at the same time, he wants to disappear into the oblivion so that all his lovers could forget about him. About this moment. He’s been dreading it for as long as he’s known Comic and Blue… he knew it was only a matter of time before they found out, and the anxiety of just WHEN had been crushing.

“I’ve just… been worried, I guess.”

Red goes quiet for a few moments, and Comic feels a mighty need to wrap his arms around his anxious doppleganger and envelope him in a hug that never ends. But… he doesn’t know how Red would react to the contact. He’ll… play it safe. As much as it kills him to do so.

“I… some part of me thinks that this is all fake, yanno…?”

Comic bites down on his metaphorical tongue. If he intervenes, Red may never open up about this again. He wants to tell Red that it isn’t- all of this is real and genuine, those thoughts are just old habits-

“I’m scared that yer just puttn’ up with me for the hell of it. Maybe to get some sick laugh from it. I… I’m scared that I’m not doing enough for the two of you. All I do is laze around while Blue works his ass off- and you’ve been takin’ care of the house… I-I’m useless- aren’t I- just a pathetic l-lump-”

Red’s voice begins to break and crack and Comic can’t hold himself back anymore.

Sleeved arms wrap around bare ones, and a smooth skull buries itself into the nook of the neck of the scarred one.

“that isn’t true. none of it. red, i am not acting. blue isn’t just putting up with you- i’ve seen how he looks at you. you aren’t useless. we both love you being here- our lives wouldn’t be complete without you tellin’ jokes, helpin’ out with the laundry… just… being here. you don’t mean less than blue or me in this relationship, red… you just can’t see yourself in the same light as blue and i do. there’s nothing wrong with that… you’re doing your best. that’s all blue and i care about. We’re just so, so happy you’re here, red…”

Red lets out a tiny sob, nearly transparent globs of wet magic pooling in his eyes and blurring his vision.

“That’s why it’s so stupid… I can’t bring myself to believe that.”

Comic can understand that. Sometimes he gets little spells in which everything feels fake as well… is that what Red feels all the time? That’s a lot of pressure on one guy.

“hey, it’s okay. i get that. just try and remind yourself that blue and i are here for you, okay? just… talk to us if it gets bad enough for you to… do that.”

Comic feels Red nod in response. Good… maybe he can prevent this happening in the future. A few quiet moments pass before Red finds his voice again. “Couldja get offa me now? Yer hot as hell…”

This only makes Comic grin. “i don’t need you to tell me that, hun.”

“Oh- come on- I didn’t mean it like that- yer makin’ me overheat here!” Red’s cheeks are flushed. Damnit- as much as he loves Comic nestled up to the crook of his neck like this, his body is considerably warm, especially since he hasn’t taken off his jacket. How he manages in this fucking summer heat is beyond Red. “but you’re so comfy, red…”

“Fuck you.”

Comic is glad that Red doesn’t feel too horrible after that conversation. He’s well enough to make a scene… Comic decides to take that as a good sign.

They’d be okay.

[vex-bittys]

Ah ah ahhhhhh! Could you do a Kustard drabble, with UF Sans feeling self conscious about how UT Sans REALLY feels about him and has doubt that he actually cares about him, and he starts to freak out, maybe because of an anxiety problem? So UT Sans takes care of him and tells him he DOES care and gives him whatever he can to try and make him feel better? (Btw sorry if this isn't what you meant by drabble request)

Actions and Words

On the list of possible responses to saying your first “I love you” from your partner, being stared at like you’d just revealed yourself to be several owls in a trenchcoat ranks pretty low on the list. Red’s follow-up words to his boyfriend, Sans, didn’t really improve the situation either.

“y’don’t gotta say crap like that t’keep me around,” Red said dismissively.

“can i say it because i mean it then?” asked Sans, trying to be lighthearted though the casual rejection stung.

“nobody really loves a guy like me. the novelty’ll wear off, and you’ll regret sayin’ it. i’m just savin’ ya the trouble.” Red accompanied his words with the pathetic shrug and averted eyes of someone who had been through this all before and had lost hope for ever finding real love.

Sans didn’t know what to say, especially since confessing his feelings had been knocked off the table already. Fine. If he couldn’t tell Red that he loved him, he’d just have to show him instead! Sans made it his goal to shower Red in love until the grouchy, cynical skeleton could no longer deny the truth that Sans loved him.

The two skeleton monsters attended a cherry blossom festival, and Sans used blue magic to swirl the delicate pink blossoms around Red. When they visited a county fair to people watch, Sans slathered their corn dogs in a symbolic mixture of ketchup and mustard. Sans even arranged for a private viewing at a local observatory so that they could star-gaze alone together.

Time passed, measured in memories instead of moments: the Northern Lights, comedy clubs, holding hands while watching a thousand flame-hued sunsets. Sans never faltered. His love was constant, even pervasive. Red couldn’t escape it, and he certainly couldn’t deny it, not anymore.

“i s’pose y’can say it now,” grumbled Red, blushing as pinks and oranges from the setting sun kissed the underbellies of clouds over their picnic leftovers.

“say what?” Sans replied innocently.

“i love you.”

“i love you too.”

Red squawked indignantly. Sans tricked him into saying it first, then distracted him by making him say it first so that he could say it back without Red arguing!

It’s hard to stay mad though when the skeleton you love leans forward to kiss you against the backdrop of a blazing sunset.

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[pyupyupyu-blog1]

being gay on ms paint.a repost.

[kustardlovin]

december calendar image 2018

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hey! i get to post one of those and it’s the last one whee. at least i got it out before tumblr dies a firey death in a few days hahaha. hahah. hah. that’s not funny.

anyway this is the last calendar image for this year. if you still want to buy this one buy it here. if you want to preorder the 2019 calendar buy it here (charge on shipment) or here (charge immediately).  preordering the calendars lets us do more bulk orders/shipping, so we can discount it: 

$16 + $4 shipping (usa) for preorders.

$21 + $5 shipping (usa) when released.

Non-US addresses will be $10 shipping, unless otherwise stated. if you’re concerned about if we ship to your country because you’ve had issues in the past, please send a DM to @sans-boondoggler or an ask to @kustardlovin.

[sin-cognito]

Kustard week 2023 day 6: the Snow Queen

Wordcount: 1715

~A snowflake fell into the boy’s eye and he stopped seeing good in the world~

@kustardweek

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Sans' breath puffed into the cold evening air as he listened to a voicemail from his best friend.

"you doing anything tonight, sansy?" Red's gruff voice asked in the message. "wanna hang out at my place or something? i uhh... could use some company. got dumped. again."

He had received the call earlier while grocery shopping, but his phone was on silent mode and he hadn't felt it buzz in his pocket. He was only now checking any new message as he was walking the last few steps to his house, when a raspy noise on his left caught his attention.

"sansy? is that you, or are you a motherfucking burglar?" Red drawled as he slouched over the fence that separated their front lawns.

Sans and Red were childhood friends, neighbors since birth and had spent their entire life together. The proximity of their houses added to the fact that they frequented the same schools and often ended up in the same class, meant that they were as close as could be and spent virtually all their time together growing up. Even now they would usually see each other every other day, or at least as often as their jobs allowed them to. Or Red's girlfriends allowed him to, though Sans guessed they wouldn't have to worry about that for the moment.

It would be a lie if Sans pretended not to be jealous of Red and his capacity to get a girl so easily. He just had a thing with flirting, and once he had his eyesockets locked on a victim, it usually only took a few days before Sans would see the edgy skeleton bring her home for a 'good time', as Red liked to say.

Meanwhile Sans couldn't flirt to save his own life, and as a result, he had only known celibacy his entire life. He didn't mind, he was still young and didn't want to rush. Having Red as a best friend and neighbor just made it painfully obvious how late of a bloomer he was.

Of course, it didn't help in finding a partner that he had a massive crush on Red. But as the feelings were one-sided, Sans had never bothered confessing and he was fine with the situation as long as he could still be in Red's life, even as just a friend. Sure, it would be nice if he could find someone else to move on from his attraction to Red, but that didn't seem to be on the program for the foreseeable future.

"yeah it's me," Sans replied to his friend as he balanced his grocery bags in one hand while getting his key out with the other. No one was home for the week, his father was traveling around the country with his brother to find a good university for Papyrus. The house would become much less lively without him there next year... "i was about to call you back. just give me a few minutes to put everything in the fridge and i'll keep you company." He added belatedly, "sorry about the breakup."

"dude, it's freezing out there, your fridge's probably warmer than outside," Red grumbled before wobbling awkwardly toward the entrance of the garden. Snow didn't agree with his cane. "leave your stuff there and come with me, it's not like it's gonna melt."

Sans sighed. Would it kill Red to be a little patient? "dude, can't you wait like, 5 minutes?"

"no," Red croaked out, playfully giving Sans the finger over his shoulder as he reached the gate. "come on, let's go."

Sans rolled his eyes and internally berated himself for being such an idiot. He did as Red told him to and placed the bags on the floor in front of the door, grabbing two nice creams before he jogged a little to catch up to Red, who was playing with his cane while waiting.

"i'm gonna grab your arm," Sans warned before doing so, like he always did when he was about to make contact with Red. The other almost didn't flinch.

Sans passed a nice cream to his friend and then the two started making their way to the park nearby. Despite only being early evening, the sky was already dark but clear enough that Sans couldn't help but glance up once in a while at the stars. Of course he made sure to check where Red was going first, to warn him about possible obstacles or patches of ice that the other's cane wouldn't be able to detect.

"she said i was an asshole," Red mumbled when he was done with the nice cream, playing with the stick.

"you are an asshole," Sans deadpanned, making Red snort and Sans smiled fondly, happy that his friend couldn't read his expression. He'd probably figure Sans' feelings out just from that smile alone.

"she said i was the reason we kept fighting, and i don't know, maybe that's true," Red continued, but his tone was significantly lighter than just moments ago. "why do i fight so much all the time with all my girlfriends?"

"like i said, you're an asshole," Sans couldn't help blurting out, and Red laughed out loud this time.

It was true, Red could be... too much, in many regards. Sans loved him anyway, he had grown up with the other so he was used to it and knew how to handle Red's grumpiness.

"if i really was an asshole, i'd point out that you're crazy for buying nice cream in the winter," Red playfully waved the stick approximately in front of Sans. "who even does that?"

They continued their banter until they reached the park. Sans found a nice place near the frozen lake, covered with freshly fallen snow and described the view to his friend, who hummed appreciatively. Then suddenly Red unhooked from Sans' arm and removed his jacket before laying it down on the snowy grass.

"red, what are you doing! you're going to catch a cold!" Sans warned him as Red sat down on his jacket, leaving just enough space for Sans to join him. They'd be sitting very close, but Sans would fit.

In lieu of a reply, Red waved his arm around until he found Sans' hand and pulled him down. Sans let himself drop on the floor and instinctively wrapped an arm around his friend to keep him warm.

"aah, sansy... why do i keep getting dumped? am i really so hopeless that no one wants to date me long term? okay, i'm an asshole, but am i really that bad? i can't help it if all the girls and guys i date always piss me off!"

Sans gently rubbed Red's back as he let him complain and vent his SOUL's out.

What could Sans say though, to lift up Red's spirits? He was nothing but a childhood friend who had followed Red's numerous dating adventures since adolescence. With no experience of his own, it wasn't like he could give Red any real advice... All he had were those dumb feelings for Red that lead him nowhere.

"maybe your personality isn't the issue," Sans finally tried. "maybe you just have poor taste and keep falling for people who aren't compatible with you?"

'like i fell for you', Sans thought bitterly.

Red sighed and let himself fall dramatically into Sans' arms. "you're so right, them bitches don't deserve to date me!" Sans chuckled at his friend's antics, but then the atmosphere suddenly turned serious when Red made no move to release Sans. "it would be so much easier if you would fall in love with me, sansy... you'd be so good for me and we've been friends for so long, we gotta be compatible, right?"

Sans' SOUL skipped a beat, and he was suddenly very glad for Red's blindness as he felt his cheeks grow very hot.

"what are you saying this time? stop the nonsense, you idiot," he almost said without his voice wavering. Almost.

Red noticed. He had to. His shark grin grew sharper and Sans wondered if that was how he got girls and guys so easily. No wonder.

"come on, sansy. fall in love with me," Red repeated, his tone making it clear it was just a joke, but Sans' brain didn't function properly in the cold.

"okay," he blurted out, and then warned Red, "i'm gonna kiss you."

Sans grabbed Red's collar and pulled him in for a kiss.

Their mouths made contact and the two stayed like that for a few moments, neither making any move to draw away. Sans didn't know what to think of Red's reaction, or lack thereof, at first.

Then a hand snaked behind Sans' skull and Red opened his mouth, his newly summoned tongue brushing against Sans' teeth, asking for entrance that was easily granted. Sans parted his teeth and Red's warmth, scent and taste invading him, a full-body shudder drawing a gasp out of him that Red drank up.

It was Sans' first kiss and he had no idea what he was doing. Thankfully, Red took control over the situation and guided Sans' tongue into running against his crimson appendage.

They went at it for much longer than Sans ever thought kisses could last, and by the time he had to break the kiss, he was completely out of air.

"uhh... i... uhm..." He panted, trying to find what to say, or more precisely how to word the billion questions that were running through his head at the speed of light.

What was that? Why did Red kiss him back? Why did it feel so good? Was Red into him? Were they going to kiss again?

"sans, you better tell me that this wasn't a pity kiss," Red interrupted his thoughts, his tone serious. "cause if that was just a kiss to cheer me up or to joke around, i'm gonna be seriously hurt. you can't toy with my feelings like that, man."

Sans blinked and searched Red's expression for any hint that he was pulling Sans' fibula.

"what feelings?" He asked dumbly.

"my crush for you, duh. the one i've been desperately trying to move on from with stupid one night stands and random girlfriends."

Huh.

So Red wasn't the only one to be a massive, oblivious idiot.

[kustardweek]

Hello everyone! :D

Kustard week is starting soon so here is some info about the event!

The prompt groups that won this year's poll were: MYTHICAL MONSTERS and SCI-FI!

Here is the timeline of the event:

Prompts posted in the discord server: Thursday, September 12th

Prompts posted on tumblr and twitter: Friday, September 13th

Kustard week start: Sunday, September 15th

So there is a little time until the prompts will be reveled! Hope everyone is hyped for some kustard goodness! >:D

The 2 moderators of this event are @silverryu25 and @serenade-bleue and @kirango-rouge is helping out with the event! 

The event is made to have fun! It can be sfw and n/sfw, but because we can't moderate everyone's age on Twitter and Tumblr, this account will retweet only sfw works. The discord server will be sfw and n/sfw (with age verification to access n/sfw channels).

Feel free to ask us if you have any questions ( •̀ ω •́ )✧

Links:

[fonty-fontcest]

There it is!  My contribution to the Kustard Arcana.  They said I could use The Sun card as my theme :3

" The Sun card represents success, abundance, and radiance. Like the sun itself, it gives strength and vitality to all those that are lucky enough to feel its rays. There is much joy and happiness that is coming to you. “ -Source

[mystery-fic-anon]

Three little words

Starting the year off right with some kustard fluff!

This fic is dedicated to @silverryu25, you're a sweetheart and a wonderful friend!! Just the best. I hope you enjoy this :)

"heheheh, stars i love you." Of all the things Sans had been expecting to hear from Red today, that most definitely wasn't one of them.

It was supposed to be just like every Friday night: Papyrus would go to sleep over at Undyne's and Red would come over, eat fast food, and laugh at bad movies. Judging from his texts, the last few days had been rough for Red. So, Sans had maybe spent most of his day today trying to think of a good joke to tell Red when he got here. But now, seconds after telling it, he couldn't even remember it. The only thing rattling-heh, good one-around his skull was those three little words.

Red didn't seem to even notice. He grinned at Sans just like he always did after he’d told a good joke, then grabbed his hand and headed for the living room. After a few stumbling steps, Sans managed to follow Red to the couch. It was then that the reality of the situation sunk in.

What if he didn't even realize he’d said it? Even worse: what if he didn't mean to say it? Sure, they’d been going steady for almost a year, but what if Red didn't treat those words with the same importance he did? Underfell was a strange place when it came to emotions, and it wouldn't be entirely out of the question. It wouldn't explain why he’d never said them before now, but even for them, this felt a bit too… casual. When Red had first asked him out, he’d stumbled over his words for almost five minutes before he’d managed to do it. His tone here was so calm and assured, the complete opposite of the metaphorical heart attack Sans was having now.

A hand on his shoulder startled him out of his thoughts, and he turned to find Red looking at him with concern. “hey, something up?”

Damn it. There was no way he could just shrug this off now. This was the worst part of dating a parallel version of himself: he could tell what he was feeling and wasn't going to let him hide it. Now, how could he word this…

He accepted Red’s silent invitation, moving closer and resting his head on his boyfriend’s shoulder. “uh, a minute ago you said something to me, and i guess i was just wondering about it.”

“what did i say?” That was the genuinely innocent tone. He really didn't know.

Well, this wouldn't be the first time Sans had chickened out of something, and it certainly wouldn't be the last. He turned his head, deliberately facing the television. “forget it. what’re we watching?”

“hey no c’mon, tell me.” Red cupped his jaw, turning his face back. “you know you can tell me anything. what’s up?

“you…” Sans took a deep breath, mumbling his answer as quietly as he could. “you said that you loved me.”

Keeping with the unexpected, Red just shrugged. “yeah? of course i love you. why would i say something i didn't mean?”

Apparently, it was, in fact, possible to choke on air. Sans wheezed, caught somewhere between embarrassment and elation. Red let him move away a bit, tapping his shoulder when he’d had a chance to catch his breath.

“sans.” Red was smiling at him. Not his usual smug grin, but a softer, genuine smile. “i love you.”

”i love you too." If his soul had dropped down into his abdominal cavity before, now it felt like it was going to float out of his chest. Judging by the blue reflected in Red’s face, he was glowing like a nightlight. Fuck, this wasn't fair. There was only one thing he could do to even the odds: push Red back against the couch and make out with him. Screw the movie, tonight they were skipping straight to the action.

[raza-rays]

AND I LOVE YOU BOTH NOW KIIIIIIISSS

From this post.

[fallenara]

a lil kustard for everyone

[mimimitoto]

Ahhh I need more kustard!

good night.

[fallen9choirs]

A little kustard to go with this post [here]