#papyrusxreader

[velvetwyrme]

forever thinking abt a fic set in the background of a 2016 era sans/reader, where the fic is actually about papyrus falling for a background character

more rambling under the cut because ouaiduhsjshdj,,,,,,

they meet in a supermarket (sans and the mc are flirting and papyrus needed to be out of the way in order for sans to make a bunch of puns and endear himself to the mc) and papyrus is just like...

"GREETINGS, APOLOGIES FOR THE INTRUSION, I NEEDED TO TALK NONSENSE TO A STRANGER SO MY BROTHER HAS AN EXCUSE TO FLIRT WITH THAT PERSON!!"

only for the reader/bgc to just take things in stride and reply with something that catches his attention. they too exist outside of the plot and thus have the freedom to say whatever they want when "off-camera".

but he gets pulled away early because the plot requires him to interrupt sans and the mc, and he either leaves or makes a commotion that causes the two main characters to say their temporary farewells.

they only see each other fleetingly because papyrus is at the whims of the other overarching story (which relegates him to emotional support for sans, while also having sans hide his emotions from pap).

a lot of the time papyrus is just loudly doing things in the kitchen, while sans is off angsting, which means for a while theres just a lot of phonecalls to bgc...

eventually, as sans and the mc get their shit together, papyrus gets sent off to culinary school (to make sans confront his emotions about the mc, ofc. papyrus only shows up in the epilogue of the sans/reader via video call, happy to see that his brother finally got together w the person he loves)

and so papyrus has to go to his friend, telling them teary eyed that he'll never see them again... and the bgc just goes "well... you'll need someone to take you to the airport. neither you or sans has a license."

and then they turn up with their bags packed, ready to get out of this town and make their own story.

DO YOU SEE MY VISION. i cant write it because i have a hundred other things going on but. AUGH.

[maiuoart]

I wanted to draw a scene that’ll be in my @darkeningdaysstory :) 

It’s coming soon, but this keeps replaying in my head and all I keep going is... Lol, Mutt. So cute.

[undertale-fic-librarby]

This is the anon of the UT! papyrus/reader fanfics that are the ebodiment of that one lalalala sound that shows up when u see baby bill on tiktok

Basically its just

Silly

I want a silly fanfic with cute stuff

Just wanted to clarify so its easier

Okay thanks byebye💃

Howdy, thanks for asking! Here are some fics that might fit what you're looking for!

Heart of Gold by SapphireWolf1122 (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

You are a journalist who is curious about the monsters who have been roaming around. After some pushing, you get assigned to write about some monsters that have been going missing. You soon find yourself making friends with them but an old friend has come back into your life and she is determined to take revenge one specific monster for a crime that should have been impossible for them to commit. As more monsters start to go missing and you do what you can to help your new friends, suspicions start to rise and loyalties tested. But as investigations and shocking discoveries are made, you can't help being drawn to one particular cinnamon roll skeleton...

The Scarf That Smelled of Spaghetti by Tan (Teen And Up, Incomplete)

As an art student with a passion for anatomy you one day find yourself stalking a skeleton. Regardless of the excuses you tell yourself you wonder if this deep interest in the skeleton man goes beyond just art. Before you have a chance to question these feelings his brother begins to plague your nightmares confusing you even more. -- Takes place an ambiguous amount of years after the barrier is broken. Characters have matured in their own way over time from being exposed to the human world. Plenty of Undertale character cameos mixed in. Story reads similar to a rom-com manga/anime where the main story arc is the reader's relationship with the skeleton brothers and other sub-plots mixed in. Primarily a PapyrusxReader story with SansxReader moments. Each chapter is about 3k words, give or take.

They Help You Put A Little More Backbone Into Life by liltreede (General Audiences, Incomplete)

Do they really have to play Christmas music already? Is it REALLY NECESSARY? No! No it isn't! They need to stahp. Fluff fic because Pap doesn't seem to get enough love in my humble opinion and Christmas music already playing on the radio made me both bitter and inspired. Previously Titled: It's Not Even F*king Turkey Day Yet! Changed title because I decided to make it a multi chapter story instead of a series of one shots. Surprise! This actually turned into a semi serious story with like actual plot and stuff. ;)

In love with the color green by Yours_truly_Oll (General Audiences, Incomplete)

You always liked hiking. People? Not so much… So when the opportunity to move away presented itself you gladly took it. What opportunity you may ask? A new place close to the mountains and numerous hiking trails and with a cheap rent to boot! Why was the rent so cheap? The answer is simple: this town was right next to the infamous mt. Ebott and right now was mostly populated by monsters who came to the surface a year ago. A year had passed but most people still couldn't accept that fact, hence the price of the house you bought. You needed a big move on and that was just that. You hoped you would get along with your new neighbors…

Slumber Hearty by ToiletPaperPrincess (Teen And Up, Complete)

You've been having problems with nightmares lately, but if there's one thing Papyrus loves, it's solving problems. (Can be read as platonic or romantic, with a specifically romantic alternate ending. UPDATE: Now with epilogue!)

Here's a few more fics that are similar to what you're asking for!

[sanguchitodeternera]

I love to scroll in the sans/papyrusxreader hashtag, but im always thinking about how different i am vs the yn

Like wdym sans makes an effort to make me laugh, i would CRY from laughter just with a hi in the right tone, so maybe i just need to write my own ass things!!!

And i'm sosorry if i write bad i'm from Argentina and i learned english from animation memes

#sansxreader #mywriting #papyrusxreader #librambles #but be fr i need more types of personality

[maiuowrites]

“Not Your Soulmate.”

     "Don't call me that again."

He hissed, as if you had attacked him physically. 

The shock of how clearly he spoke made you pause as his magic filled the air. Could feel it making the hair on your arms bristle, goosebumps forming from the lingering hiss in your mind. 

It was clear your bonely lover was upset at the term you had just tried to lovingly call him. 

Staring, you saw how tense his shoulders were; How tight his fangs got. Could feel yourself shying away, trying to shrink down yourself when his glare came on you. Seeing that? He sighed. Hard. As hard as he normally does trying to calm himself down from a physical fight...

Giving him some time to try and relax, no sooner the magic relaxed in the room…

“Why not?” The words couldn’t be stopped.

“...b’cause-... we ain’ those.” 

“Soulmates?” Your head tilted gently. “But… It’s something silly to call the other, isn’t it?”

“...no.” Russ rubbed his face, bare bones scraping against the other. “... monsta culture, thare’s actually a thing ‘bout it. n’ i-...” He groaned before looking at you with his tired sockets. “...i had’un, Y/n. long b’fer ya…”

“Oh? You had one?” You gently repeated. “I-... Ain’t going to ask, but… I’m sorry for upsetting you. I-... Didn’t know.”

Russ moved slowly to put his clawed hand into yours, intertwining them as he pulled your hand up and pressed his fangs against your knuckles. After which, he sighed something of a relief as he just rubbed a part of your hand in circles with his thumb. 

“nah… i jus’-” A look of regret could be seen before he looked you in the eyes. “at th’time, when it all collasped... it wasn’ perty. n’ now, i jus’ don’ believe in tha’ no more… s’a fantasy tha’ most will die for… n i ain’ inta dyin’ when i got someone who ain’ no fantasy, sittin’ right b’side me now. In real time… someone i can touch…”

Gently, ever so softly, he reached to caress your hair back. Looking at you as if you were untouchable; Sockets filling with softness just for you. 

“... ta hold…” 

His hand slid down to your shoulder, his other tightening your hand together with his, as he slid closer against you. 

Before you knew it, his face was inching its way closer to yours, as you could feel the tint of his magical breath blow against your own skin. 

“...ta kiss…” He smiled, watching as your face began to heat up. 

As you tried to say a word, anything at all; He silenced you with his skeletal kiss against your own lips. The warmth of his magic surged through you, feeling as if he was indeed kissing and not pressing his fangs against you. 

“...soulmates… ain’ fer m’.” He said, after a time. “...cause i got someone… betta than tha’. 

I got me… a true reality.”

[darkeningdaysstory]

Darkening Days gets a reboot!

I’m hoping Chap 2 and so on feel and flow better, as well! Let me know what you think but DO BE WARNED; Darkening Days is a very DARK THEMED STORY! 

Gore, violence, and other triggering themes may be within, so read at your own risk!

[animegirlvic]

HELLO NEW CHAPTER! THANK YOU SM FOR 8K READS IT MEANS SO MUCH TO ME, IVE FINALLY HIT A LITTLE OVER 50K WORDS WHICH IS CRAZY

[miracleofunicorns]

I KEPT SAYING I WANTED TO MAKE MY OWN READER-CHAN STUFF AND I FINALLY DID IT. She’s based in Dancetale and she has two left feet

[pacifistofpatience]

Hey! How would the boys react if their s/o showed them their soul and there are some cracks in it?

(FIRST ASK FIRST ASK FIRST ASK!!!)

Undertale

Sans-

don’t worry about it.

Tries to say something smart,probably has a good speech in mind too

One about how pain like thatis never eternal, that you can—and will heal and he’ll be there to help alongthe way-

(Because he loves you somuch.)

-But it all comes out as asingle “oh.”

It still means a lot of things at once (an “oh wow their souls so beautiful” and “oh how could that happen to someoneso good” and “oh god I’m in love”)

Pap-

No matter how they are, onlya little or too many. Big or small, he treats them with the same delicate care.

For a hot minute you thinkhe’s about to cry. Leaving you fumbling in worry that you might have caused someone who was the actual embodiment of sunshine and rainbows to break into tears

But he’s on you in asecond “Neyh-hoo-hoo-ing” with his big arms wrapped around you. His face isburied into your hair and it takes you a moment to figure out that he’s cryinghappy tears

“DATEMATE! IT IS TRULY ANHONOR THAT YOU’RE WILLING TO SHARE YOUR SOUL WITH ME!”

You think he missedsomething, or maybe he didn’t? Who knows? He loves you no matter what!

Underswap

Sky-

Takes him a moment to notice the cracks- hes far too entranced by your soul to pay attention.

(Oh my gosh are those literal hearts in his sockets?!)

Hes a little more… somber once he notices

cups his hands around your soul and gently pulls it to him

The glow illuminates his face, making the contours of his skull deeper and accentuated the soft smile on it

“Beloved..”

He pulled his eye lights away from your soul to look at you

“You are something truly Magnificent!” 

Pappy-

Heh, looks like you wentthrough a lot there.

A lot better with hiswords then sans, but doesn’t say as much as he could. It also depends on theamount work it took for you to bear your soul to him.

In the end he shrugs, pullsyou into his lap, and promises thatthere won’t be any more cracks happening while he’s around.

Underfell

Red-

Shit shit shit what does hedo? Touch it?? no don’t! well don’t just let it float there! Say something!!

“heheheh— didn’t know yatrusted me with your heart and soul babe.”

A two for one! Look at himgo!

“come on, ya gotta crack up a little at that!”

No- shit was it too far??He doesn’t know—

Oh…but you’re laughing (Ormaybe you’re just doubling over in pain from the puns)

So it’s OK, everything’s OK.

Stars, he loves you so much.

Boss-

His eyes would trace overthe cracks, and if allowed he may even trail them with a gentle clawed finger

Oddly silent for someonewho always has something to say

He’s lost in thought, contemplative.You almost worry you’ve broken him completely, but after a moment he seems toshake himself out of it.

“Here.”

One act of trust foranother- he bares his soul to you.

Swapfell

Black-

Hard battles fought andwon, he’s sure!

Cracks are nothing new tohim, so he knows the ins and outs of what it takes for a soul to crack.

(And he knows how hard it canbe to come back from some of them.

But in the end Perseveranceis key!)

He’s not any different withyou after the reveal, but there’s a certain gentleness that carries over intothe things he does. He asks you how your day was more often, takes more carewhen you look haggard.

(and he tries to subtlyshake a few reasons- or names- as to what caused the cracks

Don’t give him the namesunless you really want to hide a body)

Rus-

Instantly goes to nuzzleat your soul- then thinking better of it jumps at you.

All night cuddle session??All night cuddle session!

He’s both honored by thefact that you would show him your soul and worried because how did it get somany cracks??

Sees this an reason togive you a hell of a lot more love (he was gonna do that anyway- but now there’san excuse)

Horrortal

Jupiter-

Why—Why would you?

Done too early into the relationshipand he may panic. Forcing your soul back into your body without even looking atit.

(There are still memoriesfresh in his mind of people falling, of humans coming to the Underground and ofhim holding broken, dying souls in his—

He can’t trust himself toeven look at yours)

Give him some time into therelationship (and into recovery) before you show him.

Most likely it comes upafter a talk. He wants your wholehearted consent before either of you bare yoursouls (and this will be a mutual thing) and he wants you to stay a distanceaway in case.

But once done so, he’s absolutelystarstruck. 

Its you- cracks and all-and he loves you no matter what

Mars-

Just look at this soul! Hecannot believe how vibrant! How great it is! And these cracks only seem to bethere because the light hidden within is just so strong it’s desperate to breakfree!

You and your soul—your entirebeing laid out before someone like him! Its almost too much!

(And his own soul thrums inhis rib cage. Like the steady beat of “I love you I love you I love you”’s runningthrough his system

It wants to break free, tobe with yours.

Would he be allowed—?)

What a beautiful, stunning,imperfect human you are!

One with an equally amazingsoul!

[maiuoart]

this isn't an ask, I've just had a lot of down days lately, so is it possible I can have a few words from mutt to magic my pain away? thanks! oxox

Aww, I’m so sorry to hear that, Sweetpea! ;-; Here, something to hopefully cheer you up ♥

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You and Russ were good friends; More than two peas in a pod, one could say. 

Forgot how you came to know this big ol’ goof... But each time you saw him, your face grew into smiles. Only added to the shared laughs you both would get into your daily routines of enjoying one another company; Whether it was him trying to prank someone, gaming together, or just outright chilling in a hammock outside together. 

But recently; The smiles have became smaller. 

As the days dragged on, you found yourself frowning more and more... And as the days came, they turned dreadful each time you woke up, becoming a hassle to get out of bed. 

You found yourself smiling through a thin sheet of paper constantly, trying to keep pushing on like you normally do. Upon seeing your favorite Monster was no exception... No matter how much you wished it was, no matter how much you wished you could smile at him and it would all go away, it just-...

Wouldn’t. 

Russ kept looking at you as you both were walking to a favorite hotspot of yours. After a hard day at work, you figured a small outing would do you good, despite your mentality screaming at you to go home. 

After a few steps of Russ trying to pun, seeing only a weak smile each time along with a barely audible laugh that was difficult to hide the crack of wanting to sob... He stopped for the rest of the way, issuing in silence besides the both of your steps. 

It was quiet, but never awkward... 

Slowly, felt his arm wrap around you; Pulling you warmly into his side as he kept going. As tall as he was, he was matching your pace perfectly; Perhaps going even slower... 

Before he stopped completely, looking down  with a gentle expression as you questioned him quietly.

“hey... lesgo somewhere else, huh?” Russ said softly. 

With a wink, he didn’t wait before he ported you both. 

At first, you thought you completely blacked out... Until you could faintly see the color of pink dancing underneath bones. 

A tilted smirk came on your face. “Russ, what are-”

The question was dashed as he finally released your eyes, allowing you to see an array of gorgeous pink and white Echoflowers, all potted in rows. The surprise had you gawking at the gorgeous sight. Looking to Russ, about to talk; He hushed you gently, his sockets gentle. 

Confusion was purely in your face, but nothing had you ready for what came next... 

“You’re beautiful...” A whisper...  “Don’t Give UP! You got this, I believe in you!” A louder whisper... “Take your time; No matter what or how hard something is... You can learn from it, and only get better from there.” And another... “There is always light in the dark; No matter how small, it’s there!” Another... “Explore what you can; Enjoy what you do!” Again... “...Though you may feel alone... Remember the ones you Love with all your heart... Then you’ll never be lonely.” And again!

Whispers upon whispers of uplifting and encouraging words spilled from the flowers, like a chorus of different people who came together... Ironically, some of  the voices sounded familiar to you, while others were a complete mystery. 

But there was one voice you immediately picked up on, whispering right next to your ear.

Turning, you were face to face with Russ, who gently took to cupping your cheeks and wiping the tears from your face. His fangs, ever so dangerous, seemed to have a softness to them only aimed at you. 

“...wanna know what I like?” Russ repeated his whisper. Upon seeing the curiousity in your glossy eyes, he rested his forehead against yours, a gentle purr coming out. 

“... i like you... for who and how ya are...” He said so warmly. “... yer gunna be jus’ fine... jus’ be ya. no matta wha’ emotion it is; yer stronger fer showin’ it.

Darlin’, yer’a Deity... yer’a Badass... n’ ya got this.

i believe in ya, Kitten.” ♥

[circlesaidd]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Papyrus (Undertale)/Reader Characters: Papyrus (Undertale) Additional Tags: Fluff, Slice of Life, Established Relationship Summary:

You give Papyrus a piece of card with a sample of your perfume, for him to keep with him through out the day.

I thought I would share a little fic I wrote, as well! I do have a couple of other Pap/Reader stories, on Ao3 but they’re quite smutty, so I’m not going to post them here. Obviously, y’all are more than welcome to peruse my works directly from there, though.

Papyrus x Reader Master Post

[raccoonsinqueen]

Soulless

What are we having tonight? Swapfell!Papyrus x Reader! And also a little unrequited Swapfell!Sans x Reader <3!

Appetizer: Inspired by When He Sees Me despite the fact this has little to nothing to do with this song, I just thought it was pretty and the girl singing this reminded me of Sour.

Main Course: Papyrus hasn’t felt his soul in decades. No anger, no sadness, no joy, just apathy. He isn’t dismayed by this, though. In fact, his fine with it. It truly doesn’t matter to him as long as his bro is happy. But someone else isn’t so fine with his apathy.

Dessert: PG 13, but look out for violence and sexy time innuendos. 

Papyrus stared blankly at the girl in front of him. Honestly, he knew this was coming a long while before now. It was obvious. Her frequent glances, her cheeks so quick to blush, her not-so subtly stalking him as he walked home. Really, Papyrus should’ve done something about it before, but he just didn’t care.

“Here!” She shoved the letter into his hands. “I-It’s for you...”

Papyrus smirked. She was a lovely shade of ruby, and it was pretty funny to watch her all flustered. “a letter? really?”

“I-I uhm-!” She turned away in shame, which only made Papyrus grin more. “I understand it’s a b-bit-!”

“a bit cliche? dorky? cowardly?”

She nodded.

“well, at least your aware.” Most girls who confess to him --which were not very far and few between-- either end up broken down in tears or furious with him. What could he say, it was fun to mess with their heads. “welp, thanks.” Papyrus ripped it in half. “but no thanks.”

To his surprise, she didn’t start crying. Huh. He was sure she was going to do that. But instead she reached into her bag and pulled out another letter, holding it out tentatively. “I, uhm, thought you might do that... so here’s this one...”

Papyrus snorted, “wait, seriously?”

She nodded.

Papyrus stared at her for a long moment, his purple eyelights unmoving as he scanned her body. She certainly wasn’t unattractive. He tilted his head, envisioning her in his bed. It seemed as though she caught onto his staring, considering she began to blush deeper, shrinking deeper into her long scarf as if that would protect her. It wouldn’t.

He took it, this time opening it.

“W-wait! D-don’t open it yet! Let me, uhm-!” She looked from side to side, looking for an escape.

Papyrus eyed her disinterestedly, “don’t move.”

To Papyrus’ amusement, she did as she was told, only burning that pretty ruby color. He didn’t even notice the smile that played on his teeth as he read the letter.

“Dear Papyrus,

If you are reading this, it must mean you’ve destroyed my first letter.”

“wow, you really prepared for everything.”

“O-oh...” She squirmed under his gaze, playing with her feet. “Thank you.”

“it wasn’t a compliment.”

“I know.”

Papyrus eyed her curiously, before going back to the letter.

“First-”

“oh, don’t tell me you made a list.”

“Uh-! S-sorry!” She quickly sputtered.

Papyrus ignored her.

“First, I’d like to say that there are no hard feelings about the whole destroying-my-first-letter thing. You probably don’t care, which I understand, I just want you to know I’m not sad about that.

Second, I wanted to write a letter to you to express my feelings for you. I’ve known you for quite a bit, now, mostly through your brother. Because of this, I’ve decided to be honest with you and come out completely clean. I’ve developed strong feelings for you. Not platonic feelings, but romantic. You’re intelligent, attractive, interesting, strong in so many ways, and you’re so compassionate with your brother that it takes my breath away. I guess you could say that I’ve fallen head over heels for you.”

Papyrus couldn’t believe what he was reading. He started to laugh, “strong in so many ways?”

“I-I-I-! Uh-hm-!”

“y-y-y-you what?” Papyrus mocked.

“I-I really think you are Papyrus!” She found her voice, surprising him ever so slightly once again. “Not only physically (which you are!), but also mentally and emot-!”

“stop.” Papyrus played it off as apathy, but --for some unusual reason that he couldn’t quite place-- he didn’t want her to continue.

“Third, I know you don’t... feel things the same as others. You probably couldn’t care less about me, this letter, or even the weather outside right now.”

Not true. Papyrus liked the sun, it was warm.

“But that doesn’t change my feelings at all! I still think you’re wonderful, and I only wrote this to be honest with you. I don’t expect anything like you reciprocating my feelings or even a date, really. I’m just happy that you know.

Signed, Your’s Truly”

“pfft, your’s truly?” 

“I-It’s... truly me?”

Papyrus laughed loudly. At least she had a sense of humor. Not that he should even give this human the time of day, but something peeked his interests. Curiosity, boredom, one of those most likely.

“wow, this is --heheh!-- this is really somethin’!” Papyrus laughed again, “you really just wanted me to know?”

She nodded.

“hahaheheh! that’s hysterical...”

“D-did you... like it?”

“this letter? no. it was awfully corny, and to sweet for my tastes.” Papyrus eyed her reaction, but she made no sad movements.

“That’s fair.”

“... at the very least, though, it surprised me.”

And it was as if a ray of light shined in the girls expression, her shy and electrifying eyes for the first time meeting his dark and dim eye lights. Her smile was so innocent, it could only be worn by an angel. 

She honestly had no idea what she was getting into. The baggage Papyrus carried, his LV alone should’ve been enough to scare her away, and if not his LV then maybe the fact that he’s slaughtered so much of her kind before and after the peace treaty. 

But most shockingly of all, Papyrus’ hadn’t been able to feel his soul in decades. Not a beat, not a drop; nothing but emptiness. He was sure by now it was gone, if not rotten to the core so dark that it doesn’t have the strength to give another emotional beat.

Would she still be beaming if he told her that? Would she still want him after what he’s done? Probably not. And it’d be hilarious to watch her running screaming in the other direction.

But...

It had been so long since someone had looked at Papyrus like that, genuinely. And he’s done so much already to scare her off, and here she still is? What’s the harm in playing with this bundle of joy a little longer? And if he got bored, how fun would it be to see her sobbing when he’d crush her heart?

“fine. let’s go on a date.”

The girl faltered, amusingly. “A-a what??”

“you said your head over heels for me, right?” Papyrus chuckled when she hid her face in embarrassment. “then let’s go on a date.”

“Your... your not being serious with me?” She looked at Papyrus, quizzically.

Papyrus genuinely grinned for just a second. “heh. smart girl. no. i’m not joking, i’m serious. let’s go on a date. unless... you don’t want-?”

“No! No! I just wasn’t expecting-!”

“i don’t like you at all, honey. but i don’t dislike you either, so consider it a passing boredom for me and a lucky break for you.” Papyrus mused, neutral.

“Of course.” The girl smiled, something Papyrus found unusual considering his harsh words. “And, thank you!”

“jeez, you really are desperate.”

She shook her head, “Not for agreeing to go on a date with me, for reading my letter! Truly, it means a lot to me!”

...

Why did Papyrus like that?

To Be Continued!!!

[darkeningdaysstory]

Darkening Days; Chapter 2; Mistakes Are Made.

Mutt is ready to wrap this whole situation up, but things don't go his way...

Gore, violence, and other triggering themes may be within, so read at your own risk!

[aka-indulgence]

This is a birthday present for @bigoltrashpile!! Happy birthday and sorry this was posted late >u<;; here’s a HT!Papyrus/Reader!

The bell has rung and Papyrus is standing by the class doorway, recipe book clutched to his chest, watching all the other students walk by. In the crowd he spots you, standing in the hall and looking through your phone.

His soul thumps, and he takes a deep breath.

“ya promise bro? ya gonna talk to them today?”

“Y… YES, I PROMISE, SANS!”

“heh.. remember, promises are serious stuff. i’m expecting you to come home a bit later than usual.”

Papyrus wasn’t one to expect Sans to get invested in this, or to become his hype man (WHEN IS SANS EVER EXCITED FOR ANYTHING?) but in his own Sansy way, showed that he really wanted him to work with you.

His brother had been teasing him ever since Papyrus told him that he had a human crush… and when he looks back, Papyrus realized that Sans has been teasing even before that. Sans always knew… that stupid!! Smart!! Big brother who knew how to read people’s faces!

Papyrus always saw himself as the matchmaker. Never in a million years he’d guess that his brother was one too.

When Papyrus said aloud that he’d go and ask you out, Sans had been the one to make him commit to it. Kept asking “what’re you gonna do, paps?” until Papyrus had a whole plan laid out.

Yes, he was going to do it today!

He’s… not sure what it is that got him so nervous in the first place. He’s sure in the past, he’d be able to walk up to you without worrying so much. Even now Papyrus wasn’t one to be shy around people.

But…

His bones rattle thinking about you.

And just earlier… he held your hands in class! Of course, he was doing it to guide you because he saw how you almost cut yourself with the knife but… you were there! In front of him! You were so small… so close to him… your back even brushed against him occasionally... And stars, your hands! They were so soft and warm, Papyrus had to stop himself from squealing from how happy he was, pulling back the magic from his cheekbones to focus on helping you cut.

… Even now just remembering it he’s starting to glow red!

NO PAPYRUS, NO! FOCUS ON THE PRESENT!

His crush is right in front of him now!

He takes a deep breath, puffing out his chest, and starts making his way towards you.

----- You walked out of the restroom, scrolling through Tumblr on your phone, generally distracting yourself because while you were ready to go home, your body just… decided it didn’t want to move. And there’s a really interesting story on your phone right now.

But really… what has your mind occupied right now was Papyrus. He… was an odd one. And not because he’s one of the few monster students in your school!

You were fascinated by monsters ever since they broke out of the Underground a few years ago. Of course, the… famine was an awful thing to fall on them and you hoped nothing but their happiness now that they’re free. They deserve only the best after an experience like that, which is one reason why you’re never shy to come up to them to say hi, and you did the same thing with Papyrus!

… Which brings you to why you think he’s a bit odd. Papyrus is a sweet monster, shy and polite, yet loud when he speaks. He’s a tall- very tall- skeleton monster, like if you were to stretch a human skeleton. He looks like a thin stick at a distance, but when you look closer, you can see that his bones were thicker than yours. He had glasses and braces that made him just look adorable, especially with the comfortable clothes he always has on, with the warm colors and how loose they were.

You’ve tried to say hello to him a couple of times, but you found that… around you specifically, he’d tumble over his words, almost like he’s… intimidated by you? You catch him glancing in your direction while in class when the teacher’s talking, always looking away when you’ve noticed him. Sometimes, he’d follow you, looking down at the floor with a serious face like he’s trying to ask you something… but whenever you ask him what he needs, he’d always wave his hands about, and say that it’s nothing.

You’ve seen Papyrus talk with the other students, monsters, and humans, much more comfortably. He’s hardly the shy, lonely kid. But… he always seemed reluctant to talk with you, so you try not to push him.

… But then today, you were able to speak a lot with him.

You were learning how to fillet a fish today. You guessed you weren’t focusing so much, because apparently, you got your knife too close to your hand and… “WAIT HUMAN, BE CAREFUL!”

Papyrus had rushed over to you and grabbed your hands.

He had such a look of concern on his face while he looked you over, as if you were profusely bleeding or something.

“YOU MUST EXERCISE MORE CAUTION HUMAN… DON’T WANT YOU TO LOSE A FINGER!” He’d cheerfully said… and then he offered to help you. When you asked if he was alright with helping you (he had his fish too didn’t he?), you looked over and saw how he was done… having a practically perfect portion of cut fish on his table.

He told you he had experience in deboning, and as Papyrus helped you cut, your knife slicing through the fish like butter with his help… you don’t need further proof to believe that he’s mastered it.

His hands were so much bigger than yours and he was always careful not to squeeze you too hard… refreshing you on knife grips so you won’t hurt yourself… it made you feel special.

When eventually you had ten pieces of fish in front of you and Papyrus let go of your hands, you thanked him for saving you from a cut, and for helping you. You finished faster than you thought, even with that little hiccup in the beginning, more than half the class were still cutting their fish.

Papyrus was silent for a while, before it seemed like… his sockets(???) got smaller, and a deep blush settled over his cheekbones. Like he just realized what happened.

“O-OH…. I’M SORRY HUMAN, I DIDN’T LET YOU DO THAT ON YOUR OWN DID I? OH, I’M… I DIDN’T MEAN TO…”

“Oh no it’s ok! You helped me a lot, thanks.”

“...”

Then Papyrus smiled.

“ANY TIME HUMAN. IT WAS MY PLEASURE.”

… You couldn’t stop thinking about how cute you think he looks.

…

You shake your head off your thoughts of him. You look up from your phone, and you see him there in the doorway, your eyes meeting. You were expecting him to break eye contact but… he holds it for a while before he looks at the floor.

You guess… maybe he’s still a bit shy?

You give him a little wave anyway, and start walking towards the entrance fo your school… hoping you’d be able to talk with him more. He has that look like he wants to say something to you, but you won’t bug him for it. You see him out of the corner of your eye, walking to the entrance too…

Only this time, he speaks to you.

“H… HELLO HUMAN! I WANTED TO SPEAK TO YOU!”

You smile even before you turn around.

“Hey!”

“S-SO! …. I UM... IT’S ME, THE ONE WHO HELPED YOU WITH THE FISH EARLIER!” Papyrus is beaming, but you can see his grin’s a little too strained, nervous.

You giggle. “Yes, I know who you are, Papyrus.”

He was in the middle of opening his mouth but he suddenly stops at that. “WAIT… YOU REMEMBER MY NAME?”

You actually snort at that. “Pff… what kind of question is that? Of course I remember you. It’s kinda hard to forget you, yknow?”

Papyrus made a small happy ‘NYEH!’ at that before he regained his composure. “WHY YES, OF COURSE! EVERYONE REMEMBERS THE GREAT PAPYRUS, NYEH HEH! SEE HUMAN, I STAND HERE BEFORE YOU BECAUSE, I UM. I WANTED TO ASK IF YOU’D LIKE TO WALK HOME TOGETHER TODAY! IF YOU UH… WALK HOME, HMM…”

He taps his chin.

“WELL I HAVE A CAR AND, I THINK I SAW YOU DRIVING HOME WITH A CAR TOO! I JUST UM… IF NOT WALKING HOME TOGETHER, WOULD YOU LIKE TO GO SOMEWHERE WITH ME? I QUITE… ENJOYED OUR LITTLE TALK…” Papyrus squints (how does a skeleton do that?) “... WHAT I MEAN TO SAY IS, I’D LIKE TO GET TO KNOW YOU BETTER, AND I BELIEVE A LITTLE TRAVELING AND PERHAPS A VISIT TO SOME OF THE LOCAL SHOPS WOULD BE AN ENJOYABLE THING TO DO! THAT IS. IF YOU’D LIKE…?”

Papyrus looks extra nervous now, his smile falling a bit as it seems like a thousand thoughts were crossing through his sockets before he shook his skull and crinkled his sockets.

Hahah… you wish you could tell him you weren’t anyone to be intimidated by, but that might put him in the spot! You give Papyrus an encouraging smile.

“Sure!”

“... SURE?”

“Yeah! That sounds like fun! Take me wherever.”

Maybe Papyrus couldn’t see it, but you were barely holding in your excitement that the mysterious shy skeleton from class is finally talking to you! You watch as Papyrus’ expression goes from completely blank… to having sparkly eyes(?).

He jumps and makes a little whoop in the air, before he quickly stifles himself with his phalanges, which… isn’t the most effective, probably.

“DO… SHOPS BY THE LAKE SOUND GOOD TO YOU?”

“Yeah!”

The both of you start walking towards the entrance. And when you see Papyrus hesitate to take your hand, you take it for him.

He doesn’t let go.

… It’s far from your last outing with Papyrus.

[planitlady-blog]

based on this post by @underground-tales

this is honestly me to a T smh

[pacifistofpatience]

Marks (Swapfell!Papyrus/Reader)

(TW Warning: Scars)

“Ow!”

Rus yanked his hand away from yours, eye lights going comically wide as he said, “sh—sorry! I didn’t know—”

You shook your head. Shaking out your hand you said, “It’s OK, forgot I had a blister there. Just try to avoid that when your messing around.”

You offered your hand back up to Rus, who gingerly took it. His phalanges went back to tracing the scars on it, pointedly avoiding the blister on your thumb. Curious, but not willing to hurt you again. Instead he focused on tracing one of the scars located between your middle and pointer finger, “where’d you get this one?”

You thought, “Cling wrap. There’s a sharp end used to cut bits off and I ended up scraping my finger against it… Didn’t think it would scar though.”

Next he trailed down to the back of your hand, tracing your knuckles and the smaller scars that dotted them, “and these?”

“Mostly knives,” Rus sputtered, and you rushed to explain, “At work! I use this hand to hold food in place and stuff when I cut it! Sometimes it ends up getting nicked when I cut too fast!”

Rus relaxed, but he still brushed his thumb over those scars with care. Eventually he trailed down further, to your wrists and the splotches of discolored skin there, “These?”

You shrugged, “Just burns and stuff, a lot of careless stuff I learned from. In fact this one-“ you turned your arm over to expose the underside, a dark line sat right under where your veins were, “Was a very hard lesson learned…”

Rus looked down at the mark. Thinking carefully he said, “yeah… i can—can see…”

He trailed off, his free hand reaching towards his sternum where you knew one of the largest of his scars laied. Too caught up in his own thoughts, Rus did not notice when you reached out to overlap his hand with your own free one.

You knew your scars weren’t anything like his; that yours were just careless mistakes made in the safety of your job, you home, nothing like the hell he had been though. Not like his at all.

But it was something you two shared, and somehow it seemed to make him feel better.

“Guess we both got our own stories to tell, don’t we?” you joked, giving his bones a gentle squeeze.

He squeezed back, “yeah… yeah we do…”