#so tasty in my mouth

[42ds-too]

And thus, all of the tasty snackies I brought back from Ireland and the UK are gone. 😭 Who's gonna take me back to get more?

Or I guess you could send them to me, but that's significantly less fun. 😁

[screwpinecaprice]

I was trying to eat noodles neatly and for some reason I got sad midway. So I drew them messy eating a biscuit and a strawberry to combat sad noodle blues.

[jesusmyking2024]

[pansy-picnics]

hogujgghhhfgg rf4 cafe merch my beloved………

[bigoltrashpile]

Won't Leave You Alone (Papyrus x Reader)

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Everything felt like shit.  You groaned as you tried to pry your eyes open.  To your disgust, you had several of those eye crusty things sticking your eyelashes together.  Quickly, you rubbed them away, ignoring the pounding in your head and sat up.

Okay.  You still felt terrible, but you weren’t covered in puke, so that was a win.  Your stomach also wasn’t nearly as queasy.  Maybe you could finally keep some food down.  With that thought making your stomach growl, you forced yourself to your feet and stumbled to the kitchen.

You didn’t even notice the sounds of movement until you were faced with the person in your home.  A small scream of surprise escaped you.  “Papyrus??”  How did you not notice the tall skeleton in your home?  How long had he been there??

Papyrus jumped, and a pancake went soaring out of the pan he was holding.  It stuck itself firmly to the ceiling.  “STARS, YOU STARTLED ME, I DIDN’T KNOW YOU WERE AWAKE!”

Damn his voice was loud.  You winced.  “Um, yeah…what are you doing?”

“Making Breakfast.”  Thank the stars, he lowered his voice.  “How Do…How Do You Feel?”  As he spoke, his eyes firmly looked everywhere except at you.

“Better, I guess.  But what are you doing here?”

“TAKING CARE OF MY VERY COOL VERY GOOD FRIEND, OF COURSE!  MY VERY FRIENDLY FRIEND!!!  THE FRIENDLIEST FRIEND I’VE EVER BEFRIENDED!!!!”

“Papyrus, you’re acting weirder than usual,” you muttered, wincing again.  “Are you okay?  Did something happen?”

“Sorry, Sorry.  Um…Well, Do You….Remember What You Said Yesterday?”

“No, did I say something stupid?”

“No, Nothing Stupid, But…”  Papyrus fiddled with the spatula.  Still not looking at you, he started to try and scrape the pancake off the ceiling.  “I’m Afraid You’ll Regret It.”

That last sentence was the quietest you had ever heard Papyrus.  You could barely make out his words.  “Regret it?  What could I say that I’d…regret…”

Your eyes widened.  Oh fuck.  You remembered.  The memories came flooding back to you, and your head pounded as you were flung back to yesterday morning.

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You tossed and turned in your bed, trying to find the most comfortable position.  You knew you needed to get some sleep, to let your body recover, but nothing was working.  Everything was too hot with the covers on, but too cold with them off, and you kept sweating and shivering, making your pillowcase absolutely nasty.

A loud, enthusiastic knock on the door made you almost yell out in pain.  Every sound made your head feel like it was splitting in two.  You tried your best to ignore the knocking, but to no avail.  The knock rang out again.

You groaned and literally rolled out of bed.  You wrapped the blankets around you and shuffled to the front door, looking a lot like a huge slug.  Fuck, the walk down the hall was such a monumental task, everything kept spinning and the door seemed like it was getting farther away.  After what felt like an eternity, you finally made it to the door and swung it open.

“THERE YOU ARE!  SO GOOD TO SEE YOU, ARE YOU READY TO-Oh.  You Look Terrible!”

“Gee thanks,” you grumbled.  “What are you doing here?”

“We Were Going To Get Lunch Together, Remember?” Papyrus asked.  As he spoke, he took in your appearance.  “Although It Doesn’t Seem Like You Are Well Enough To Go.”

“Uh huh.  Sorry, can we reschedule?” you asked.  As you spoke, the world started spinning again, and you leaned against the doorframe.  You didn’t notice the look of worry that crossed your friend’s face.

“Of Course We Can!!!  Now Come, Let’s Get You To Bed!”  Before you knew what was happening, Papyrus had swept you off your feet.  He was holding you bridal style, like you didn’t even weigh anything!

You squeaked.  “P-Papyrus, put me down!”

“And Let You Fall?  Nonsense!  You Look Like You Can Barely Stand, Let Alone Walk!!”

He had a point.  You wouldn’t have made it two feet if you tried to walk on your own.  Oh well, you were too sick to fight back.  Instead, you just curled up closer to his broad chest.  He was so warm…

Papyrus’s steps seemed to falter for just a moment, but he kept going.  Carefully, he set you down in your bed.  You had never seen him so gentle, he was treating you like you were made of glass!  When he pulled away, you noticed he had a slight blue blush on his face.  “I-I’ll Go Get You Some Juice!!” he squeaked.

“I have some medicine in the bathroom, can you bring it?” you mumbled after him.

Papyrus gave a “nyeh” of approval.

Fuck, he was adorable.  You smiled a bit to yourself.  Thinking back to when he carried you, you couldn’t help but wish he did that more often.  He was so strong…and so handsome…and so cool…

Yeah you had a crush on him, but how could you not?  He was really the best, and here he was helping you out while you were sick!  Sans was right, Papyrus was really the coolest!

Before you knew it, Papyrus was back, triumphantly carrying a glass of orange juice and your medicine.  “Here You Are!  It Said To Take Three Of These, So Drink Up!”  

You quickly swallowed the pills, and took a gulp of juice.  Shit, you didn’t realize how dry your throat was until you had a drink.  You finished the entire glass in just a few breathless seconds.

“Golly, I Didn’t Realize You Were So Thirsty!  Do You Want Some More?” Papyrus asked.

“No, thank you, but I should get to sleep,” you said, smiling gratefully at the skeleton.  “These pills always mess me up a bit.”

“Well Then, I’ll Get You Some More When You Wake Up!”  As he spoke, he climbed into bed next to you, and you let out a surprised yell.

“W-what are you doing??”

“Getting In Bed?  What’s It Look Like??”

“B-but shouldn’t you be going?”

“Do You…Do You Not Want Me Here?” Papyrus frowned.

“I do, I do!”  You couldn’t stand the look of hurt on his face.  “I just…I don’t want you to feel like you have to take care of me!”

“But I Want To!!”  For a skeleton, he was very good at giving you puppy dog eyes.  “I Want To Take Care Of My Very Cool, Very Special Friend!  Pleeeeeeeeease?”

You laughed and tried to push his face away.  Partly to get him out of your face, but mostly to stop him from seeing the blush creeping across your cheeks.  “Okay, okay, fine.  But only if you promise you won’t get sick from me.”

Papyrus cheered a bit and snuggled closer to you again, throwing an arm over your shoulders.  “Your Petty Human Germs Can’t Affect Me!  Our Biology Is Completely Different!”

“Good point.”

You wiggled a bit closer to him.  Somehow, he was very comfortable.  He was warm enough that you just needed a light blanket, and he was somehow very soft.  Must be magic or something.

No need to think about it too hard.  You just sighed happily and let the medicine carry you to sleep.

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You woke up a bit later, to the pain of a very dry throat.  You groaned and rolled over.  “Papyyyyyyyyy.”  Everything was blurry and had a soft glow around it.

Papyrus was on his phone, but quickly put it down to look at you.  “Yes, Cupcake?”

“Can you get me some juice?” you said.  Your voice was slurred, and you giggled at the sound.

“Of Course!!”  He jumped up and ran out of the room and returned with a tall glass of juice.

You cheered sleepily and grabbed the glass with two hands.  “You’re the beeeest Papy!”

“Nyeh, Thank You!”

“Like, really the best.”

“Th-”

“Wanna kiss your face.”

“NYEH????”

You gulped down the rest of your drink, ignoring all the juice that completely missed your mouth and ended up on your shirt.  “Mmyeah,” you giggled.  “Wish I could kiss your silly face and hug ya all the time and make you feel as good as you make me feel,” you rambled.  You tried to put the cup on the bedside table but missed.  It landed on the ground, spilling a bit of liquid onto the used tissues scattered around.

“Hey.  Hey.  Don’t tell anybody,” you whispered loudly.  You grabbed the collar of Papyrus’s shirt and pulled him close.  You held up your other hand to cover your mouth, like you were children gossiping on the playground.  “I’ve got a biiiiiiiiiiiig crush on you.”

“YOU DO????”

“Yeah, it’s a secret.”  You flopped back into bed, eyes already drifting closed again.  “Don’t tell anybody.”

“I WON’T????”

You laughed softly as you fell back asleep, leaving a baffled and flustered Papyrus standing next to your bed.

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You buried your face in your hands and sat down at the kitchen table.  “Oh my god, I can’t believe I did that,” you mumbled to yourself.

“I CAN’T BELIEVE IT EITHER!  THAT MEDICINE MUST HAVE REALLY MESSED YOU UP!” Papyrus laughed good-naturedly.  “MAKING YOU THINK YOU HAD A CRUSH ON ME, THAT’S RIDICULOUS!”

“What?  Why is that ridiculous??”

Papyrus still had his gaze fixed firmly on the ceiling.  “BECAUSE WHY WOULD YOU?  IT’S OKAY, IT WAS CLEARLY THE MEDICINE TALKING, I DON’T HOLD IT AGAINST YOU.”

“But it’s true?”

“TRULY THE MEDICINE TALKING, I KNOW-”

“No, I really do have a crush on you!”

Everything seemed to freeze.  For a few moments, everything was still.  At least, until the pancake finally unstuck itself and fell to the ground with a comical “thwap.”

“Y-...You Do?”

“Of course I do!”  You fiddled with the hem of your shirt.  “You’re so sweet, and you take care of me, and you’re handsome-like, really handsome-and you make me laugh, and-”

“HOLY SHIT!”  Papyrus fell into a chair next to you, like his legs couldn’t hold him up anymore.  “THIS IS…WOW.”

“I understand if you don’t feel the same way, I’m sorry for being so-”  You were cut off by Papyrus pressing a passionate kiss to your lips.

Your eyes widened as Papyrus pulled away.  “SHIT, FUCK, I’M SO SORRY, I JUST-I DIDN’T MEAN TO DO THAT, PLEASE DON’T HATE ME!!!” Papyrus squeaked.  He wrung his hands together.  “THAT WAS VERY OUT OF LINE, I JUST-”

You took the chance to cut him off this time.  You gently kissed his teeth, and Papyrus stiffened, before gently cupping the back of your head.  This kiss lasted much longer, and when you pulled away, you were both gasping and flushed.

“...WOWIE!”

“Yeah, wowie,” you grinned.

“So…Um…I Guess I Don’t Have To Worry About That Anymore!” Papyrus giggled.  “I’ve Been Stressing About Confessing To You For Weeks!”

“Yeah, same here!  Ha, we could have been dating for a long time if we both stopped being such dummies,” you laughed.  You felt so light, like a huge weight had been taken off your chest.

“Yeah!  Oh Well, No Time Like The Present!!”  He leaned towards you again, but you stopped him with a hand on his chest.

“M-maybe I should brush my teeth first.  Oh, and get some food.  I’m starving!”

“OH, YES!  YOU BLEW ME AWAY, BAD BREATH AND ALL!” Papyrus joked.  “I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE WHAT YOU CAN DO WITH CLEAN TEETH!  YOU CLEARLY HAVE A LOT TO TEACH ME IN THE ART OF DATING~”

“You’ll pick up on it fast, I’m sure!”

“I DON’T KNOW, I MIGHT NEED A FEW EXTRA LESSONS~”  Papyrus winked, saying the word “wink” as he did.

You laughed.  Sick you may be an idiot, but at least they got you a handsome boyfriend.  You silently shot a thank you to the bottle of pills as you brushed your teeth.  With Papyrus by your side, everything would be okay.  You beamed as you skipped back to the kitchen, eager to begin the next “lesson.”

[songofwizardry]

the thing you need to know about me is that I turn into a little feral animal when given any quantity of fruit. I will attack that mango with my teeth. I will devour that custard apple, seeds be damned. I will decimate that plate of strawberries. no fruit is safe from me at any time of day. my primate ancestors look down at me and nod approvingly.

[sysig]

Just Desserts continental northern map made using this method! :D (Patreon)

[starrspice]

Wait did sun get stuck in an explosion is that why his marks are star shaped?

Ah I see you are recieving my psychic brain waves

Excellent. Excellent

[meraus]

Don’t believe the American lies. I just tried airheads and hersheys and they’re absolutely vile with the worst after taste. About to try poptarts next, pray for me 🙏

[marcusdoodlesalot]

Hmmmmm.... It seems....

I have... miscalculated...

[victory-cookies]

welcome to: was that a really good deal or a scam?

[azure-steel]

I'll be on very soon, but I feel the need to share that I have this thing for this Korean chicken and rice bowl thing they sell at my local supermarket.

I keep buying them, and eating them, and they're so damn hot it feels like my entire face is melting, and now I have to sit here and recover from the OMFG HOOOOOOT before I can fully function again.

...

Why am I like this?

[soup-soup-soup-soup-soup]

missing the primordial soup rn ✊😔

[hyenabrainedpup]

She came in my mouth and it wasn't a bad texture yayyy a win for autistic sex

[frozenhi-chews]

My synesthesia butt would never be able to work in a place making those aesthetic slimes

[wormsdyke]

falls to my knees banging my fists in the ground…… i need gyoza sososooooo bad rn