#papyton for pride month

[skele0sun]

save me papyton.... save me

[rubypncake]

Been trying to learn to draw UT characters on model

[unkn0wnghst]

[icewavex]

Headcanons/Flags

Papyrus: Gay, Demiromantic, Demisexual

Mettaton: Gay, Transgender

[papytonpropaganda]

happy pride month!! have a new papyton series that I probably won't finish for 5 years

[ao3feed-undertale1]

Let It Be Me

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/56748979 by papyruswiki Mettaton REALLY likes Papyrus, but Papyrus is straight... theoretically. Words: 1018, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Papyton Pride Month 2024 Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Mettaton (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale) Relationships: Mettaton/Papyrus (Undertale) Additional Tags: Fluff, Texting, Explicit Language read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/56748979

[catboymoments]

OH can you do the UT fankids pride flags??

ptide :-)

[coolpapyton95]

Calm in the Storm

Series: Undertale LGBT Pride Month 2017, Part 1 Rating: G Words: 549 Warnings: none Relationship: Papyrus x Mettaton Read on AO3

Thunderstorms are one of Papyrus's worst fears. Fortunately, he doesn't have to face them alone. 

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Papyrus shuddered as harsh rain beat against the windows. He was cocooned in all the blankets on Mettaton’s bed, trying to shield himself from the howling midnight thunderstorm outside. He flinched at every flash of lightning and curled up more tightly at every crack of thunder.

Since moving to the surface, Papyrus had figured out one of his worst fears. He had never experienced a weather system so loud and overwhelmingly large in the Underground, and every sound was murder on his overly-sensitive hearing. Normally he would retreat to the basement of his house and put on his headphones until it was over, but Mettaton’s penthouse didn’t have a basement, and Papyrus hadn’t brought his headphones.

Mettaton was asleep next to him. Papyrus wanted so badly to wake him for comfort, but he didn’t want to disturb his boyfriend so late at night.

That ended up not mattering, however, since the next crash of thunder shook the entire apartment complex, scaring the robot right out of sleep mode.

He blinked, staring around confusedly until he saw Papyrus sobbing with anxiety. “Papy, dearest, what’s wrong? Is it the storm? Why didn’t you wake me up?” he demanded alarmedly, sitting up and taking the skeleton’s face in his hands.

Papyrus wiped his eyes fruitlessly. “I-I’m sorry, Metta, I just—it’s all too much and I didn’t want to bother you when you had a long day at work today and needed rest—”

“Oh, darling, please, it isn’t a bother at all to help you.” Mettaton kissed his forehead. “I’ll fix this for you somehow, baby. Hold on.”

Mettaton turned on the bedside table lamp and looked around hurriedly for a solution to the problem. He spotted his walk-in closet door. What was it Alphys had once said about fabrics and clothes? That they could help deaden noise, that was it! “Come here, honey,” he whispered soothingly as he pulled Papyrus out of the blankets. He kept his arms around his boyfriend as he led him into the closet and sat him in the corner amongst his clothing. “Stay here a minute.”

Papyrus was perplexed and frightened, but he listened. He watched as Mettaton dragged in the pillows and sheets from their bed and made some sort of nest out of them on the floor. Then the robot brought in his computer and turned on some gentle jazz music.

Papyrus crawled into the blanket nest as Mettaton shut the door tight and dimmed the lights so the room was softly illuminated.

“How is this, Papy?” Mettaton asked as he dropped down next to him.

“S’lovely,” Papyrus murmured faintly, his fear already fading away. The clothes in the closet really did help to cushion the sounds outside, and he could no longer see the cruel bolts of lightning that forewarned of torture to his eardrums.

“Would you like to watch something, or talk, or just sleep?”

“Just—just sleep, I think.”

Mettaton scooted under the blankets and pulled Papyrus flush against him, the skeleton’s head resting on his chest. Papyrus focused on the gentle hum and soothing vibration of the robot’s metal body until he could hear nor feel anything else.

“Thank you for everything, Mettaton,” he whispered.

Mettaton kissed his skull once more. “Anything for you, dearest. I’m always here for you.”

[stripestheboar]

Day 14 - Papyton (Undertale)

A bit of a negative story, but still a positive ending.

Pairing: Papyton (Papyrus/Metatton)

Word Count: 1,488.

Mettaton was a bit of a snob, and he was willing to admit that. Hell, half the Underground knew that, and yet they still loved him. At first, he had thought it was admiration spawning from his vast array of talents. As it turns out, that was a good fifty percent of the reason why.

“You inspire and help people,” Alphys had explained to him late one evening as she was fixing his coding. “Oh? How so?” he had responded, furrowing his brow. “Well, you gave everyone a person to turn to in the Underground,” was her reply. “You gave everyone a monster to look up to and derive hope and joy from.” Mettaton rather liked the sound of that, at it actually caused his soul feel warm the next time he stepped on stage, knowing he was the reason everyone was there and why they all seemed so joyous. However, there was one particular fan that he seemed to have inspired more than anyone.

When the robot first met Papyrus, it was overwhelming more than anything. Sans had told him beforehand that his brother was probably his biggest fan, with an entire MTT action figure play set to boot. Mettaton did find it rather sweet and flattering, if not a tad bit odd, seeing as he was an adult. Well, he tried to not let that get in the way of his judgement of Papyrus, but by Asgore’s crown, he was a handful. When he wasn’t talking about himself, he was rambling about how cool Mettaton was or how much he hated his brother’s habits. Luckily, this robot was just beginning to master the art of nodding his head with the occasional “mmhmm” without really listening. Judging from Sans�� expression, he was practically a pro veteran at it. It also got a bit annoying when Papyrus insisted on talking to him as he was leaving Toriel’s residence. However, things got interesting when this bit of half-shouted blithering nonsense reached him.

“And so I, The Great Papyrus, invite you on a date with me!”

Mettaton had to stop for a moment, furrowing his brow as he looked over at Papyrus, mouth quivering. He couldn’t help himself this time. He let out a laugh, covering his mouth as he did so. Papyrus blinked, tilting his skull. Eventually, the robot recovered.

“Sorry, Pappy, darling. You’re… not my type.”

Papyrus seemed to frown slightly, and Mettaton was preparing himself for either a flood of tears or more insistence from the skeleton. However, Papyrus just went about smiling again. “No matter! I’m sure you will be happy settling for second best!” he declared, before just walking away with a hum and a skip in his step. Of all his years of watching shitty anime with Alphys and cheesy break up lines from movies, never had he seen someone take a rejection so well. Perhaps he was just as dumb as he thought.

Months soon passed him by, and surprisingly to him, Papyrus left him alone. Sure, he could still here the skeleton’s incessant chatter from a mile off if he wanted to, but he sort of just stopped bothering Mettaton. Sure, he gave a grand hello and even struck up a conversation every now and again, but that was the extent of it before he just left to go talk to his brother or Frisk. Guilt did begin to set in, and he wondered if he had hurt the poor monster’s feelings that hard. Alphys did give him a bot of a scolding about sensitivity, so he decided to try and make it up to him. Alphys and Undyne’s wedding were coming up, and he needed someone to bring with to the ceremony; he couldn’t just go alone, of course. While his first pick wasn’t Papyrus, it was definitely his final once everyone else was ruled out as a possible candidate. Sure, people such as Sans and Frisk were available, but he still had a reputation to keep up. Papyrus would be fine.

He had thrown a few hints towards Papyrus during the weeks leading up. There were a few flirts here and there, and eventually came to an invite. While the skeleton was quick to catch onto the flirts, he seemed genuinely surprised when he was actually asked to go with him.

“I just need a bit of help, Pappy,” he explained.

“Really? You’re coming to me for help?” the other replied. That was a bit off from what the robot had expected. The skeleton soon returned to that cheery state of his, as normal. It almost seemed on reflex to that discouraging statement.

Mettaton helped Papyrus dress appropriately, and for the sake of his friends, he didn’t go too overboard with it. Papyrus seemed ecstatic to be going, and wouldn’t stop talking about how fun it would be. When the day came, though, it went a bit differently than Metta thought it would.

As soon as they entered the ceremony, Papyrus left him to go talk to others before the reception started. Once it did start, however, Papyrus was sure to sit beside him. Afterwards, he seemed to be having a rather great time, talking to his friends and dancing with Frisk. Mettaton himself joined in on a few conversation, and that’s when he finally noticed it, three-fourths into the reception. Whenever someone would mention Mettaton to Papyrus, or talk about how they came together, there was always a brief flash across his skull. It was barely noticeable, and appeared for just a split second, but it was definitely there. His sockets would shift away and his skull would turn slightly as his clavicles shifted upwards, almost in a tense fashion. Within a second, he would quickly go back to smiling widely and chattering on. He just bounced back like a ball. It was at these small moments that Mettaton realized just how uncomfortable Papyrus was. Just watching him avoid all eye contact with the robot was starting to make him drop out of the mood entirely.

Alphys and Undyne had just left when Mettaton approached him again. “Do you… want to leave?” he asked slowly. “I can take you home, if you’d like.” Papyrus blinked in surprise and smiled with a proud look. “Ah, tired, I see? No matter! I, The Great Papyrus, will accompany you on this trip to my place of residence!” Well, he didn’t refuse. After informing everyone else, they left, Papyrus humming a song as Mettaton walked in silence.

“I had a great time!” Papyrus finally commented, breaking the silence. The robot looked over at him suspiciously. “Did you?” he asked. The skeleton nodded rapidly. “Of course I did! Why wouldn’t I?” he asked. Mettaton decided to be blunt with it. “Well, because I turned you down a few months earlier.” He could see Papyrus’ mouth twitch as he struggled to respond. “That is no matter,” he boasted. “As it clearly shows, you do indeed have feeling for me! I knew this ever since I asked you out!” His sockets shifted away for half a second. “I knew you had feelings for me before I asked you out! I love this fact, as well as repeating it!” Mettaton stopped in his tracks for a moment, causing the other to stop as well. It was around this time that he was beginning to think Papyrus was the more mature of the two. The robot had laughed in his face, rejected him, and was just taking him to the ceremony like he was some arm piece. He didn’t stop to consider that someone such as Papyrus knew how to feel embarrassment, and he felt like hell even thinking about that idea. And here Papyrus was, lying to his face to try and make him feel better.  

Well, when life screws up a scene, there’s always retakes.

“Hey, Pappy, would you like to go on a date?” he asked suddenly, unable to stop himself if he wanted to. The skeletons seemed genuinely surprised by the offer, but smiled widely. “I would love to, Mettaton!” That was the expression of someone who didn’t believe the words coming out of their own mouth. Still, Metta grabbed his gloved hand and gripped it with a smile. “It���ll be great. I promise.” Papyrus once again agreed, and Mettaton promptly took him home.

A week later, they went out on that date. Papyrus took him to his favorite place: his house. Despite what one might expect, Mettaton actually had a good time. Papyrus was not only confident and a gracious host, but quite forgiving of all mistakes and encouraging in every aspect. He was just a thin frame of joy and inspiration, something the machine valued in himself. Sure, the date was a little bumpy, but both agreed things would get better as time moved on and they worked on themselves more, something Mettaton would never have guessed by just skimming the surface.

[smells-like-mettaton]

Perhaps #5 (Hold my Hand) with Papyton for the fic ask game if you are still doing it?

(I hope you're okay with me writing this as a sequel to one of my other papyton fics! This could still be read on its own, but it will make more sense if you read the first chapter. If you don't want to, just know that the part in italics at the beginning is from a fanfic that Alphys wrote.)

The Greatest Fanfiction of All: The Sequel

Rating: T Word Count: 1687 Read on AO3: here

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Papyrus’s hands are warm. Of course they are. Theyre always covered in gloves. Not even Mettaton, his boyfriend of one month and thirteen days, knows what his bony phalanges look like beneath the plush red fabric.

But tonight, that's going to change.

xxx

Exactly one month and thirteen days had passed since Mettaton had read the beginning of Alphys’s “papyton” fanfiction. It also happened to be one month and thirteen days since Papyrus had agreed to be his boyfriend, sending him on a magical journey of love and romance.

That journey had given him plenty of new perspectives and discoveries. Yet the mystery of what lie under Papryus’s gloves was not one of them.

He sat next to Mettaton on their usual bench at the center of the hedge maze. The sky was dark with stormclouds, which kept any stray spectators away from the park. Papyrus was prepared, as usual; a tall MTT-Brand Umbrella leaned against his femur. Nothing and no one would ruin this moment.

Now Mettaton just needed to have the moment. Preferably without resorting to calling Alphys and Frisk again.

“METTATON? IS SOMETHING THE MATTER?” Papyrus asked, his browbone furrowing in concern.

Mettaton’s fingers were already laced through his; Mettaton rubbed his thumb against the back of Papyrus’s glove.

“Well. It is a very special day, darling.” Special enough that Mettaton had worn the outfit Papyrus loved most—a cropped shirt that said COOL ROBOT and galaxy-print leggings that hugged his metallic thighs. Papyrus himself had worn a bright Tetris shirt and shorts that exposed his gleaming femurs.

“IT IS?” Papyrus blinked. “IS THERE A SALE ON RIGATONI? BECAUSE I THOUGHT THAT STARTED NEXT WEEK.”

“Hm? Oh—not that I know of, but I will keep that in mind.” He imagined creating a pasta bouquet for Papyrus, and a smile graced his lips. “Today is the one month and thirteen day anniversary of our glamorous romance.”

“WOWIE! TIME FLIES WHEN YOU’RE DATING A HOT ROBOT!” Papyrus grinned, pressing his teeth to Mettaton’s cheek in a close approximation of a kiss. “HAPPY ONE MONTH AND THIRTEEN DAYS, METTATON! IS THERE A SPECIAL WAY YOU WANT TO CELEBRATE?”

It was perfect. Mettaton couldn’t have set it up better if he tried.

“Actually…” He turned Papyrus’s hand over, examining every seam and stitch in his crimson glove. “I was hoping to see your hands. I know they’re just as handsome as the rest of you.”

He winked, and a light blush spread across Papyrus’s cheekbones.

“MY HANDS? I’D GLOVE TO! BUT, ERM…” His fingers disentangled from Mettatons, instead fidgeting nervously with the hem of his right glove. “I DON’T KNOW THAT YOU WOULD FIND THEM AS UNBEARABLY ATTRACTIVE AS THE REST OF ME.”

Coming from Papyrus, that was practically a statement of self-loathing. Guilt bubbled in Mettaton’s soul-tank.

“Beautiful.” He grasped the top of his boyfriend’s arms and squeezed them gently. “There is not a bone in your body that I would not find attractive. Of course, I will not ask you to perform if you are suffering stage fright, but I do think you shine so much brighter in the light.”

Papyrus smiled a little, though his browbone was still turned upward with worry.

"IF YOU'RE SURE…"

"Positive as my ratings, darling."

Papyrus nodded slowly. "I TRUST YOU, METTATON."

Those words were like ambrosia to Mettaton's soul. He would do anything to remain worthy of his boyfriend's trust.

"PLEASE, JUST… DON'T BE FRIGHTENED, ALRIGHT?"

Mettaton couldn't imagine anything about Papyrus being frightening.

Then, with agonizing care, Papyrus peeled off his gloves. And Mettaton understood.

The bones of his hands were scorched an ashen gray, nearly black. Hairline cracks laced through them like spiderwebs. Mettaton was half afraid that if he touched them, they would crumble to dust.

"I'M FINE, REALLY!" Papyrus must have noticed the look on his face, no matter how quickly Mettaton had schooled his expression. "THESE BURNS ARE SO OLD, I BARELY NOTICE THEY'RE THERE!"

His grin was strained. Mettaton wanted nothing more than to reach out and squeeze his hand, but he didn't dare.

"They don't hurt?" Mettaton asked, then winced. He could've phrased that more tactfully. It was probably better than asking how on earth the injury had happened, at least.

"WELL… THEY ARE A BIT SENSITIVE WITHOUT MY GLOVES. THEY HAVE HEALING MAGIC, YOU SEE." Papyrus held out one of his red gloves, his expression turning to one of pride. "SANS DID THE SEWING, AND I DID THE ENCHANTMENT."

"No wonder you love them so much." Mettaton smiled. It was adorable how much Papyrus loved his brother. Their love had inspired Mettaton to finally patch up his relationship with Blooky and Mew Mew.

Papyrus smiled back, running a charred fingertip fondly over the fabric. "WOULD YOU… LIKE TO TRY ONE ON?"

"Me?" Mettaton blinked.

"OF COURSE! WOULDN'T YOU LIKE TO EXPERIENCE THE GREAT PAPYRUS'S LEGENDARY HEALING MAGIC FIRSTHAND?"

Mettaton chuckled at the pun. "How could I possibly refuse?"

He slipped off his white gloves, revealing the unsightly bolts in his own fingers. He hardly felt self-conscious about that after seeing Papyrus's hands, though.

Papyrus's glove fit like a dream. Like holding his hand, only from the inside. Warmth seeped from the fabric into his metal joints, slipping through his cracks like sweet oil.

"This is… quite the enchantment," he breathed.

Papyrus couldn’t be in pain with that much healing magic caressing his bones. But on the other hand, even the constant healing magic had failed to permanently erase the scars. Mettaton still wasn’t too familiar with physical injuries, but surely that wasn’t normal, right?

Papyrus’s wink sounded like magical glitter."WHAT CAN I SAY? I'M VERY ENCHANTING."

He looked just as bright as ever. Just as energetic, as full of life.

Just as beautiful, inside and out.

"That you are, darling." Mettaton kissed his cheek.

Papyrus pulled his left glove back onto his hand, then twined his fingers with Mettaton's. Red on red, warmth on warmth Their hands matched perfectly.

"YOU PROBABLY HAVE SOME QUESTIONS," Papyrus said quietly.

Mettaton's eye flickered to Papyrus's bare right hand before returning to his eyesockets.

"You don't have to tell me anything you don't feel comfortable with, darling."

Mettaton was curious of course. If this injury had been caused by another monster, they would face the wrath of a true killer robot. Knowing Papyrus, though, he had probably forgiven whoever was responsible.

"I ALWAYS FEEL COMFORTABLE WITH YOU." He smiled. "AND IT IS… NICE. TO HAVE SOMEONE BESIDES SANS KNOW THIS."

"No one else knows?" Mettaton’s eyes widened. He'd thought Undyne would have found out, whether Papyrus told her on purpose or she burned off his gloves during one of their cooking lessons.

"I AM A SKELETON OF MANY SECRETS." Papyrus winked again. This time it sounded like tinkling bells. "IT HELPS THAT NO ONE ELSE REMEMBERS THE ACCIDENT, THOUGH."

An accident. No one had hurt Papyrus on purpose.

Mettaton sighed in relief, powering down his killer robot protocols.

"I WAS HELPING MY DAD WITH HIS WORK ON THE CORE. I ALWAYS CALIBRATED THE PUZZLES WHILE HE CALIBRATED THE GEOTHERMAL POWER LEVELS."

Papyrus looked down at their tangled hands, his expression distant.

"I STILL DON'T KNOW EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED. ON THE DAYS SANS REMEMBERS, HE PROMISES THAT IT WASN'T MY FAULT. THAT DAD WAS TOO CARELESS. BUT THERE WAS AN EXPLOSION, AND DAD, HE… HE FELL…"

Something in Mettaton crushed as Papyrus's voice cracked.

"I WAS LUCKIER. THE BLAST ONLY GOT MY HANDS." The smile returned.

"Papyrus…"

Mettaton didn't know what to say. What could he say? Ghosts didn't have parents. His cousins were his family, but he couldn't imagine them dying, either. Blooky physically couldn't.

But this wasn't about him! It was about Papyrus, who had lost his father and scarred his hands and still counted himself lucky.

"DON'T BE SAD, METTATON. IT WAS A LONG TIME AGO. LONGER THAN YOU CAN IMAGINE."

Papyrus looked into his eyes, and for a moment, Mettaton saw something old. Mettaton had been alive—albeit as a ghost—for nearly two centuries. Right now, though, Mettaton wondered if Papyrus was even older than that.

"I suppose so,” he reluctantly admitted. “I don't even remember an explosion at the CORE."

"OH, THAT'S NORMAL. APPARENTLY DAD WAS RATHER FORGETTABLE." His smile was sad. "EVEN SANS DOESN'T ALWAYS REMEMBER HIM. BUT I… WELL."

He closed his blackened fist.

"IT WOULD BE DIFFICULT TO FORGET."

Mettaton opened his mouth, but no sound came out. Luckily, it didn’t seem like Papyrus was looking for a response.

“WHEW! ALL THIS HONESTY IS EXHAUSTING!!” Sweat beaded on his skull. “DO YOU WANT TO GO GET NICE CREAMS?”

“Of course, darling, but—are you sure that you’re okay?” Mettaton couldn’t help the concern in his voice. It wasn’t every day that he unlocked his boyfriend’s tragic backstory.

And here he’d been so concerned about something as trivial as holding hands. He truly was as selfish as everyone believed.

“PLEASE, DON’T WORRY ABOUT ME,” Papyrus said firmly. His hand gave Mettaton’s a tight squeeze. “I MEANT IT WHEN I SAID IT WAS LONG AGO. PRACTICALLY A DIFFERENT LIFETIME. I ONLY TOLD YOU SO THAT YOU WOULD KNOW HOW MUCH I TRUST YOU.”

Trust. Mettaton trusted Papyrus, too. Trusted that he didn’t need Mettaton to coddle him. Trusted that if he wanted Mettaton’s help, he would ask for it.

“I… thank you, darling.” Ghostly tears welled in his eyes. “Your trust means everything to me.”

“WELL THEN!” Papyrus’s grin turned mischievous. “I TRUST YOU TO KISS ME UNTIL I CAN’T BREATHE!”

Mettaton’s fans whirred and whirred. The sound was quickly drowned out by the raindrops that began to fall and fizzle on his shoulder pads.

“Darling, you’re a skeleton. You don’t have lungs.”

“NEITHER DO YOU.” Papyrus twirled the umbrella before popping it open, protecting Mettaton from the threat of short-circuiting.

(From the rain, at least.)

“You truly know how to give me a challenge, darling.” Mettaton cuddled closer, reaching up to brush his red-gloved hand against Papyrus’s cheekbone.

“ONLY BECAUSE I KNOW YOU’LL RISE TO IT!”

Mettaton grinned back, and that was exactly what he did.

[papyruslesbian-moved]

Undertale Pride Drabble #11

I’m writing gay Undertale drabbles for Pride Month! I’m using this list of prompts.

This is today’s actual drabble.

June 11 prompt - the movies ship(s) - Alphys/Undyne, Mettaton/Papyrus, Sans/Grillby words - 750

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“Crap, where are my tickets?”

“They are right here, Undyne! Remember, I took them from everyone to make sure we wouldn’t lose them?” Papyrus waved them at Undyne.

“I’ll pay for the food. What do you all want?” Mettaton asked.

“Big tub of popcorn sounds good to me,” Sans replied.

“I wouldn’t mind a large soda,” said Alphys.

Skittles, Grillby signed.

The six monsters were at the movie theater, about to see a new Marvel movie. Alphys and Undyne were pumped for the actual film. Sans came for the food, a nap, and some time with Grillby. And Mettaton and Papyrus had a double agenda—seeing the movie and spending some time in a dark theater, where it would be hard for others to see what they were up to.

They waited by the door for Mettaton to bring back their food. Undyne stretched. “Okay, guys, let’s be real. The fight scenes will probably be amazing, but who wants to bet there’s gonna be a boring het romance that’ll suck ass?”

“Oh, undoubtedly,” Papyrus agreed. “They never have anything to do with the story. It’s just taking up screen time that could be used for something else of greater merit.”

“I don’t care about that. The climax of the entire movie could depend on the romance and it would still suck because it’s het. I just want the gay,” Undyne replied bluntly.

“Alright, alright, here’s the food, somebody please take some of this,” Mettaton interrupted, arms loaded with drinks, candy, and an extra-large tub of popcorn, which he shoved at Undyne.

“Undyne,” Alphys said warningly as the fish monster turned away and a crunching noise began. “I swear to god if you eat all that popcorn—”

“UNDYNE! You are supposed to wait until the movie starts to start eating!” Papyrus scolded and tried to take the tub away.

“I bought that for all of us, if I have to go back and buy another one—” Mettaton threatened.

Sans and Grillby leaned against the wall in amusement and exasperation as they waited for the other four to stop bickering.

Undyne was still shoving popcorn in her mouth. She pointed threateningly at Mettaton and Papyrus. “If, at any point in time during this movie, I look over at you two and you’re making out or something, I will force myself and Alphys in between you, I will sit on Papyrus for the rest of the movie, and I will suplex the both of you into the stratosphere once we’re outside. We’re here to watch shit blow up, not do the nasty.”

“Oh, come on, darling, I thought you wanted the gay?” Mettaton teased.

“Not from my best friend and my girlfriend’s science project, I don’t.”

“Grillby says you all are children and we need to get inside before we miss the beginning of the movie.” Sans stepped in and rescued the popcorn bucket from Undyne with blue magic.

Grillby rolled his eyes, having said no such thing, but he couldn’t help but agree.

Mettaton took Papyrus’s hand almost defiantly, looking Undyne in the face just before they went into the theater to find their seats. She in turn pointed at her eyes with two fingers and back at them. Alphys sighed impatiently.

In the theater, Sans and Grillby found seats directly next to each other, only for Sans to crawl into Grillby’s lap and fall asleep after about a minute. Alphys forcibly pushed Undyne next to Grillby and sat between her and Mettaton. Mettaton and Papyrus continued to hold hands, the skeleton trying to stop his boyfriend and his best friend from glowering at each other over Alphys’s head. “Come on, Mettaton, she’s just playing around. She wouldn’t really suplex me, the Great Papyrus, into space, nor would she do such a thing to you knowing how much you mean to me!”

Mettaton broke his gaze and leaned his head on Papyrus’s shoulder. “Of course, dear, I know that. I’m just playing too,” he giggled.

Undyne couldn’t hear what was being said, but she rolled her eyes as she turned to the screen and stole the popcorn back from Sans, a smile playing around her lips. If Mettaton and Papyrus were going to act gay the entire time, so could she. She took Alphys’s hand and kissed her head. Alphys went slightly red and squeaked.

The lights dimmed, and naps, snacks, and rivalries were all forgotten as the movie began, turning into an exciting, suspense-filled, and surprisingly heterosexual-romance-free superhero adventure.

[coolskeleghost05]

Eng : I did a draw it wasn’t for the pride month but today is the first day so here you go

Ita : Ho fatto un disegno non era esattamente per il pride month ma visto che oggi è il primo giorno quindi tenete

Eng : It’s a draw of one my otps (Papyton) in Underfell. I hope you will like it

Ita : è un disegno di una delle mie otp (Papyton) in Underfell. Spero vi piaccia

Undertale was made by Toby Fox

Underfell was made by @underfell

[papytonpropaganda]

Jess’s UTDR Fic Masterlist

So I decided to make a masterlist of all my fics instead of actually writing! This list will contain my longfics, my series, any one-shots that don’t fit into a series, and at the end, some ideas for future projects. 

This list will NOT include works that are solely and explicitly NSFW, but a couple of works will be on here that have adult themes, or may contain NSFW scenes, but aren’t focused on that specifically.

Works are organized by Finished Works, Finished Series, Works in Progress, Series in Progress, Fully Planned but Not Started, Planning in Progress, and Ideas and are arranged alphabetically.

Full list is under the cut!

Finished Works

Another Undertale Drabble Collection [Drabble Set, 11 chapters] - A collection of Undertale shipping drabbles from my blog.

As Long as We’ve Got Each Other [One-Shot, Underswap AU] - Papyrus takes care of his little brother when he becomes ill.

The Best Gift I Can Give [One-Shot] - Papyrus gives a priceless gift to Mettaton on his birthday.

Chara and Frisk Week [7 chapters] - A small collection of stories for Chara and Frisk Week on Tumblr.

Filling the Void [One-Shot] - It's the first birthday Gaster has had since coming back from the void, and his family makes sure it's the best one he's ever had.

The Five Love Languages [One-Shot] - Five ways Mettaton and Papyrus say "I love you."

Frisk’s Gift [One-Shot] - It's a special day for Flowey, but he doesn't even want to think about it; it's only making him anxious and tired. Fortunately, Frisk ends up giving him something that helps him feel better. Something he'll never forget.

A Kiss... [Drabble Set, 6 chapters] - A short collection of kissing prompts from my blog.

Loss [One-Shot] - Nobody should have to deal with loss alone. [Includes heavily referenced major character death.]

Make the Yuletide Gay [One-Shot] - Mettaton has to find the perfect gift for Papyrus to help him feel better on Christmas.

Mom Said It’s My Turn on the Xbox [One-Shot] - Frisk plays their video games and Flowey is... well, Flowey about it. At least until Frisk starts getting hurt.

A Monster Such as Me [Poem] - An Alphyne poem about insecurities and guilt, and how none of it matters when you've got a loving girlfriend to help you move past it.

The Morning After [One-Shot] - Mettaton wakes up the morning after his wedding day.

no matter what tries to tear us apart [One-Shot] - Mettaton has to deal with the guilt of his actions as King of the Underground, and Papyrus has no intention of letting him suffer alone.

Puzzles [One-Shot] - Flowey needs a little help with something, but hates to admit it.

Undertale Drabble Collection [Drabble Set, 9 chapters] - A small collection of Undertale drabbles I've written using dialogue prompts, from my Tumblr blog.

Waltz for Papyrus [One-Shot] - What's a better way of celebrating one's return home than dancing the night away?

Why Do You Love Me? [One-Shot] - Sometimes Papyrus can't help but wonder how his boyfriend could ever love him. Luckily, Mettaton can't possibly imagine not doing so.

Finished Series

Papyton Week 2020 [7 works] - A series of one-shots following prompts for Papyton Week of 2020.

Soriel Week 2021 [7 works] - A series of one-shots following prompts for Soriel Week of 2021.

Undertale LGBT Pride Month 2017 [30 works] - A series of gay Undertale short stories for Pride Month. Includes Papyton, Alphyne, Goatbun, Sansby, Nicepants, and the Royal Guards.

Works in Progress

As Different as a Moonbeam from Lightning [Short Story, 1 chapter so far] - Undyne and Mettaton make a deal: if Undyne dresses up for a fancy party for Mettaton, Mettaton will do whatever she wants for a whole day. But does he really have what it takes to enjoy Undyne's definition of "fun"?

Fictober 2021: Undertale Drabbles [Drabble Set, 13 chapters so far] - A collection of Undertale-themed drabbles for the month of October.

A Heart of Glass [Human Fairy Tale AU, 2 chapters so far] - Papyrus takes the role of Cinderella and Mettaton the Prince. Facing uncertain futures, the two have the most unlikely meeting and, through life’s trials, find that love is the most powerful force in the world—strong enough to withstand heartbreak, abuse, and even death itself. [Includes major character death.]

Papyrus vs the Forces of LOVE [Underfell AU, 9 chapters so far] - Papyrus is a feared member of the Royal Guard in a world that rarely sees kindness. It’s his duty—and desire—to capture the final human for King Asgore’s revenge. But when that human falls, Papyrus’s life is turned upside down, and he has to find in himself the courage to defy everything he’s ever known.

The Walls Around Our Hearts [Post-Pacifist ending, 51 chapters so far] - Papyrus: underestimated and infantilized, drugs are his only escape. Mettaton: betrayed and abused, he’s given his heart to the very man who shattered it. In each other, they find exactly what they’ve needed all along. [Includes heavy sexual and traumatic themes. Huge warning for rape. Please see the beginning note for extensive warnings and how they show up in this story.]

What Heights of Love [King Mettaton ending, 3 chapters so far] - Following King Asgore’s death, Mettaton becomes King of the Underground. Not only is he getting all the attention he deserves, he’s also finding love in a certain skeleton. But as things start to spiral quickly, Mettaton and Papyrus find that their relationship might not withstand the catastrophe this timeline has planned for them. [Includes NSFW scenes and major character death.]

Series in Progress

Femslash February 2019 [16 works so far] - A series of Undertale/Deltarune short fics featuring my favorite WLW ships. Includes Alphyne, Bratcat, Suselle, and Goatbun.

Flufftober 2021 (Papyton Themed) [2 works so far] - A series of Papyton one-shots for a fluff-themed October prompt list.

Goatbun Week 2020 [2 works so far] - A series of one-shots following prompts for Goatbun Week of 2020.

Kingdings Week 2021 [5 works so far] - A series of one-shots following prompts for Kingdings Week of 2021.

Papyton Week 2021 [5 works so far] - A series of one-shots following prompts for Papyton Week of 2021.

Undertale Fic Requests [21 works so far] - A series of Undertale fic requests that I receive on my Tumblr.

Undertale Prompt Month 2020 [13 works so far] - A series of one-shots following prompts for a celebration of Undertale’s fifth anniversary.

Undertober 2021 [2 works so far] - A series of one-shots for an Undertale-themed October prompt list.

Fully Planned but Not Started

Friendship Caught Fire [Human High School AU] - Mettaton, who is popular, stuck-up, rich, and yet neglected, falls for friendless and struggling yet perseverant and kind Papyrus.

The Vastness Is Bearable Only Through Love [Sci Fi/Outertale AU] - When Mettaton the impostor falls for Papyrus the crewmate, he unexpectedly changes the fate of the whole universe.

Planning in Progress

Papyrus, Sans, & Gaster prequel to The Walls Around Our Hearts (Untitled)

Ideas

Papyton wedding (Walls universe)

Gaster returns (Walls universe)

SOULful - Alphyne longfic where the two have to find the cure to an ancient magical illness

Papyton fake dating AU

Sansby wedding

Undertale/Transformers crossover

Deltarune Knight Papyrus

Chara backstory

multiple sets of prompts for UT ships

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Playing Pretend

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/55283920 by Puzzle_with_Infinite_Pieces Papyrus just smiles and shakes his head because, for all the time the two of them have spent together, Mettaton still just doesn’t quite seem to understand that this is Papyrus’ favorite part of Mettaton. It isn’t the suave part. It isn’t the famous part. It isn’t the part that takes him to fancy restaurants. It isn’t the part that sings pitch perfect on CDs. It isn’t the part that poses for paparazzi just right. It isn’t the part that knows how to do the perfect smokey eye. It isn’t the part that knows how to behave just right in each social situation, though, that part has been unbelievably helpful. No. This is his favorite part. This part right here. Words: 2276, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Series: Part 3 of Papyton Week 2024 Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Mettaton (Undertale), Papyrus (Undertale) Relationships: Mettaton/Papyrus (Undertale) Additional Tags: Papyton Week 2024, Papyton Week, Day 3: Dress, Autistic Papyrus (Undertale), AuDHD coded Mettaton, Conversations in Unmasking, Masking behavior, Happy Autism Acceptance Month!, Autistic Pride!, Fluff, Men Wearing Dresses, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, very light angst, Mentions of Jealousy, But all is resolved by the end, Seriously its just very cute, i hope it was worth the wait, I just got a little behind read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/55283920

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Undertale shipping pride month days 11-15

Day 11: Sansby

Day 12: Ghost Cousins(platonic)

Day 13: Flowisk(platonic)

Day 14: Papyton

Day 15: Freeship day(Napstasans/Underswap)

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Undertale shipping pride month, day 14: Papyton! 

I feel like if they hung out it would literally just be them posing in front of a mirror or on a stage for 5 hours. I don't really see em as being a couple, but they could have some crazy shenanigans if they ever decided to go hang out.