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Hii >< This is not a request, but I wanted to thank you for your deltarune HCs. Im not joking when I tell u I read them RELIGIOUSLY. They make my days happier ;D

Gosh- I didn’t expect to see this. I didn’t think people really went back and read them, if anything often at that..so this was a real boost of encouragement and made my day as soon as I read it. Thank you for sending that in! Im so glad they can make your days happier.💗💗😭

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I haven’t been drawing for a while (aside from the personal art project I’ve been working on for God but I’ve had ups and downs with it if I’m being transparent- but I know it’ll be finished eventually.) and as I’ve gotten back into doing art again since yesterday(other than the project), this was a piece that I’ve been wanting to make. Listening to the song Eclipse Of The Heart, I could see Jesus in the lyrics. How he calls out and tries to get our attention while we ache and hurt. I know it’s a secular song, but honestly tell me you can’t hear and see it too? Jesus calling out and trying to get you to turn to him. When making this I had Revelations 3:20 stuck on my heart. The song reminded me of this verse but also how we can even push Jesus out. (Hence “Turn around, bright eyes”- calling out.) If you’ve been far from God, distant, hurting…wondering…he’s KNOCKING. WANTING to be let back in-(whether it be something you’re purposely keeping him out/away from, a situation…or maybe your life in general right now. Or maybe it was an accident-) So in a way, closing your heart off from him. (Thus, the black heart.) Please let him back in and let him fill every part of you that’s been aching and NEEDS him. He wants you to look at him. Everything you’ve been dealing with by yourself HE CAN HELP YOU. There’s no where he can’t find you.<3 (as in no matter where you’re stuck or whatever dark place, he can meet you there.)

Revelations 3:20

“Behold, I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.”

Sorry if the words feel scrambled..hopefully it makes sense enough. Jesus loves you. He really, really does. If you don’t feel it, remember to look back at what he’s done for you. Recount your testimonies and how he’s always been there and showed up for you. His love is on those pages- the Bible, his love is in his actions in what he’s done for you. His love was shown so boldly and unwaveringly in what he did on the cross for us. He LOVES YOU.

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(This makes more sense if you watch a small clip of the nameless lolita from artiswitch by the way, because its a bit inspired by her!)

A question for ALLL the papyri (..is there a limit of how many characters to ask? Cant find it if so, but if there is atleast include UT, UF and US :])

What is their reaction to their S/O being a lolita? More so what is their reaction to their S/O being very clear about what they like and dont like (example: "i like pink", "i dont like the sun", "i like cats", "i hate people") its also how they got confessed to, their now S/O straight up saying "i like you" to their face, monotone voice, unreadable expression.

Their voice is very monotone, and their expression is mostly unreadable. They dont like being around people, so they mostly stay by their skele S/O (or their brother if said S/O isnt around) and if they want to get away they stare blankly at them until they get the hint. They also stare just...because. you know how cats sometimes like to watch their favourite person do stuff? They do that, just follow them around and quietly watch them.

They have also once hit someone with their parasol because they were just so done with said person

Luckily it was only once (for all the skelies know)

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Papyrus

ADORES your fashion sense.

He thinks it's so cool and pretty and he loves going out and seeing other people appreciate your wonderful fashion sense just as much as he does and immediately nodding with the compliments they throw your way.

Papyrus was in fact rendered speechless for a few seconds before he responded with an " I LIKE YOU TOO" after you had confessed so abruptly once his back turned towards you and then he turned back to look at you so he could respond back after he was over his surprise.

Papyrus also has no problem with you being straightforward and blunt, AS LONG as it wasn't rude or inconsiderate. There's a time and place to say or share..opinions? And when they are uncalled for or just not necessary, it does rub him off the wrong way.

Aside from that, he thinks it's great though that you're able to express yourself the way you do. He loves seeing you get dressed and pick out your items, too.

Papyrus doesn’t mind that you stare at him or like sticking to his side. He really enjoys it actually- for one, he loves you and two, appreciates the company. Feels like you’re his number one fan (as he is yours) and he loves to know the fact you like being around him like this.

You two in a way also balance each other nicely. When Papyrus is too nice, you pop in with your bluntness and speak your mind. Whereas Papyrus has a tendency to be too nice and unfortunately, gives people more chances than necessary when they really don’t deserve it. (Whether he’s correcting a “friend” or stranger who’s acting out. You don’t put up with it though.) which honestly? Can be really reliving for him. And when you lack to express yourself right- Papyrus fills in just right for you or explains to the person why you respond so bluntly to avoid misunderstandings.

He also knows when you stare at him for too long during a conservation or whatever your cues are, he picks them up pretty quickly and easily gets you two out of an area or conversation.

You hit someone with your parasol once? Oh no- that’s really not good. Papyrus definitely wouldn’t be laughing but would probably give a loving lecture how that wasn’t the right thing to do, despite being fed up with a person unless it was for self-defense reasons. He just doesn’t like violence unless absolutely necessary. Doesn’t mean he’s mad at you or anything, just that he’s showing why it’s not good and why you shouldn’t (hopefully) do it again. He probably tells you to call him or let him know next time when someone’s acting up around you. He’ll take care of it!

Sans doesn't have a problem with you following him around when Papyrus isn't home or when you guys are out and about doing whatever it might be. But- he will take advantage of you {not maliciously-} and get things around the house or when you guys are out and ask you for your opinion. He thinks it funny how you respond and kind of finds reasons for you to make a comment. Just for fun, not that he's making fun of you. Just interesting to hear what you think, especially since it's your complete honesty.

Edge

He does love your way of dressing. It's something that made you catch his eye in the first place. You were intriguing and he hadn't seen a style like yours before. That, and your utter honesty.

He can't help but feel a sense of pride every time someone compliments you- you deserve it, after all that effort you put in to getting dolled up the way you do. He agrees and will make comments himself after you receive said compliment, basically doubling down on it.

He doesn't really care that you're blunt, he's guilty of it too- though not as much as you... regardless the only time he has a problem with it is if it's in a professional setting or bad timing to something that was already bad as is.

When you had confessed that you liked him, he slightly jumped. Taken off guard for a moment before he stuttered out an " I L..LIKE YOU TOO.." he isn't the best at these kinds of things, so his response was awkward. But you didn't mind and that put him at ease..

Edge doesn't mind you sticking to his side and you staring at him, he gets used to it pretty fast once you tell him why you do it. In the beginning he thought you were judging him or had a problem, which made him turn his face away from you a lot once he realized you were staring at him a lot.

Edge doesn't mind the fact that you usually look expressionless- who's he to judge when most people see him as scowling or irritated? You two relate well on that point, but he's come to rely on your cues, your habits and you talking to see where you're at in regard to how you're doing or feeling in that moment.

He's not always the quickest noticing your cues and ends up doubling glancing at you a lot once it clicks you want to leave a situation or something. He gets the memo and cuts someone off abruptly and says he need to do something and takes your wrist or hand and drags you away.

He scoffs out a laugh once you confess to him about the parasol incident. "They deserved that. -" he'd comment. He knows hitting someone is wrong, but he trusts that if you were to do it again and based of the fact of what you just told him, you did it out of reasonable circumstances. It's not like you to do something unprovoked. So, he doesn't bother lecturing you about this.

When you're stuck with Red, he laughs or snickers when he hears you make comments. It's always entertaining to him on how you respond so bluntly.

Stretch

He likes it a lot. You'll be receiving compliments left and right from him as you get ready and after you're done and ready for the day. The thing is it's so casual and doesn't sound forced or out of place or just...it feels too natural. It's hard to explain.

Your bluntness caught him off guard when you first met, he thought it was funny though and offered to be friends. To which you accepted. Time went on and one day you confessed while he had a flowerpot in hand, trying to pick one out for the front yard, but you made this man nearly drop it by the utter unexpectedness of what you said. He smiled and responded with his lazy smile "I like you, too." He almost responded immediately back.

He doesn't mind that you're blunt, only when you say something that was just inappropriate timing for something. There's a certain time and place for things, and that includes certain opinions. Don't get him wrong, he loves that you're honest- but sometimes it best to know when to keep silent. But you can say whatever you want after so it's just between you and him if it feels stuck on your chest. He doesn't get mad but like Papyrus, it rubs him off wrong at times.

He likes that you like being around him, matter of fact, he does the same with you. Sometimes intentionally and other times, sub-consciously- to which when it clicks, he laughs. The staring he didn't mind either. If anything, sometimes he'll tease you about it just to mess with you.

Stretch is actually paired nicely with you- handling any miscommunications with ease and he explains things pretty well in regard to explaining the kind of person you are and not to be offended by what you say. It's really nice for you actually since it feels like a lot of your interactions with people go smoothly with him around.

He knows your cues pretty well, almost like you're an open book. Man calls it before it even happens, and the conversation starts and ends like that with someone he knows you probably would have a problem with- he knows what he's doing so don't worry.

You told him about the parasol incident and he's both amused but also speechless for a minute processing what you said. He gets why you did it but discourages you from pulling something like that again unless absolutely necessary. He doesn't want you getting in trouble unless it's you doing that for self-defense against a creep or something. He's also like Papyrus in this aspect when it comes to violence or stuff that's well, physical harm.

Blue loves hearing your perspective on things. He enjoys having conversations with you or he asks you why you "Hate ----" thing after you state it so directly. Or why you like "---" after saying you like it so directly. That's usually how it goes when you two are the ones hanging out.

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A/N: I'm sorry it's been months since if you've sent this in, Anon. I finally got around to it. Although sorry if there's any typos or repetition. My writing skills are not as good right now- feel like I'm forgetting how to spell which is weird. I also did have a plan to write the rest of the papyrus's but I got overwhelmed and stuck to the main 3 you wanted to see the most if I didn't write for the rest. Not your fault though! I just thought I'd be able to do it but alas, I was wrong. Again, sorry for the long wait!!😭

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In reference with the previous post*

>> Based off of here (more so platonic, but can ride into romantic if that’s what you’d prefer when reading them- as they would also be like that romantically too/Not just platonic alone. Also Im sorry this took so long considering it’s SUPER short…I couldn’t for the life of me figure out how to write more romantic headcanons for this.-)

SWEET CAP’N CAKES IMAGINES || Hardcore punk reader!! (Pt.2)

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K_K

Whoa, whoa, whoa- does he really get to be your partner? And not just in crime? Wow! He’s so happy and giddy.

Some people might find it a bit funny how you two are as a pair. Admittedly he comes off more soft than you do. He’s the goofy type definitely- so he’s the ray of sunshine in a way next to you when you’re like that blazing cool person next to them with shades on (not literally.) so it’s a fun contrast but it works! The shenanigans are endless.

Admires you often for sure. Thinks you’re so uber cool and awesome- and the flare to your style has him all the more over the moon. Maybe you guys could do matching outfits every once in a while? He’d really enjoy that if it’s something you’d be comfortable with.

He doesn’t always seem to know how to play the part of a bad (not literal) rebel, but he tries! Maybe you could teach him a few things?…

Sweets

He’s always so happy with planning and doing things with you. Gosh, you’re so smart and so well informed on what goes on in cyber city, and he’s super thankful for that since he’s normally the main one that gathers the information since his brothers have a tendency to screw around and not take things so seriously all the time. You get it though! He can’t explain how it feels to have someone understand the situation so well. He really appreciates you.

Always intently listens to you and whatever you talk about. You somehow just naturally draw his attention to you.

Likes to have you involved in all that he does, regarding anything really. He just loves having you around.

Cap’n

You two are badddd. (Not literally) Going off pulling stunts you shouldn’t. How did you guys get that many people to help riot against an evil cause? You two are scarily good at convincing people but also doing it for the right reasons. You two scare the not so good people in cyber city. Especially those who scam and do shady business. Even against Queen when she acts up-

Can’t have one around without the other. You two are always messing around and giggling about some next plan.-

There’s never not a moment where Cap’n doesn’t admire you when you two do something. You probably don’t notice…or maybe you do?..

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Masterlist [Temp Look]

Deltarune

SPAMTONS reaction to cuddles from a stranger/friend/lover!

SWEETS reaction to cuddles from a stranger/friend/lover!

K_K reaction to cuddles from a stranger/friend/lover!

CAP’N reaction to cuddles from a stranger/friend/lover!

Short story// MISSION: GET QUEENS CHAIR!

Sleep deprivation: Sweets Edition

Sleep deprivation: K_K Edition [Not posted]

Sleep deprivation: Cap’n Edition [Not posted]

Cap’n x Fem!Reader // Goodnight (Drabble/Oneshot?)

K_K with tall reader headcanons!

Insecure S/O X Swatch! // “What do you see in me?”

Insecure S/O X Swatch! // Art related-

Susie as an older sister headcanons!

Ralsei comforting a Friend/Reader!

Ralsei as a supportive younger brother!

Swatch x Reader that has HANAHAKI disease!

Swatch x Hurt!S/O (also asking about his magic)

SWATCHLING(S) SHENANIGANS!

Foul play [INCOMPLETE] Friend!reader and Kris

SCC x Hardcore punk reader!!! [Pt.1] (Platonic/Romantic-)

SCC x Hardcore punk reader!!! [Pt.2]

Undertale

Papyrus [UF+US] X Lolita reader

Underfell

Lit Up || Underfell Grillby x Reader [PT.1]

Lit Up || Underfell Grillby x Reader [PT.2] {Being worked on}

Too Late || Edge x Reader / Animatic

Edge [UT+US] X Lolita reader

Underswap

Stretch [UT+UF] X Lolita reader

Mafiatale

Intro post/

Mafiafell

Intro post/

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OMG??? I JUST SAW THE PUNK READER X SCK AND IT'S SO COOL?????? whoever requested that I love you.... I would also love to see a separate post with romantic headcanons if you have the time

* Message received, dear Anon! And thank you!!!🧡

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ok hear me out... sweet cap'n cakes x gn reader who is a hardcore punk.. spikes and anarchy and the cool outfits and they're just the coolest ever

they thought THEY were rebels, but reader is out here looking like the whole one-person rebellion and acting like it too

have a nice day/night/afternoon depending on your timezone! :)

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Yes.

Haaa, they would love you. Collectively they would think you’d be one the coolest people on earth (cough) Cyberworld(CouGh) and would so badly want to be your friend. Trust me, you’d get along with them great. This is platonic but if you meant X reader as in romantic just get back to me and I’ll do that too! I just wasn’t %100 sure so I went the safe route.

K_K

*Insert gasp at first introduction*

He literally thinks you’re so cool. Look at you!! He would like to be your friend and honestly, K_K isn’t the shy type, but with you, he might act like it. Not too much- but it’s somewhat noticeable.

Probably gets bashful and doesn’t do things to impress you, but when he does his regular things he trips up sometimes. You’re distracting him! (In a good way. Although Sweets and Cap’n probably get a bit annoyed because of him messing stuff up.)

“Uh, hi! Would you like to be friends?” He says softer than usual trying to greet you in order not to scare you compared to his usual…louder greetings?

You accept. You just made his DAY. And if you don’t?…Probably a bit mopey and bummed. Darn…

But let’s put the rejection aside. You and K_K would make really good pals. He’d totally hype you up and be a good partner in crime (Dont ask how he’s so good at what he does) depending on what the case is. He also would love to watch you put outfits together so he could maybe try to get it for himself or even get you something like that! Gift purposes. You know?

Lots of giggles when he looks at you. Just thinks you’re super uber cool.

Sweets

Uh, hello? Where’ve you been hiding?

“H-hi! Nice to meet you. I’m sweets and these are my brothers!” Waves his hand towards both of them while glancing at them and back to you.

He thinks you look awesome. That style? WHOA. And your attitude? Please join them. Please.

Would LOVE to be your friend. He’s afraid of being rejected but he goes for it anyway. Not without feeling his body tingly from his nerves but on the outside he has his cool. Once you accept he’ll probably look away and his one eye will have a smile ( Or you know how you can tell how someone smiles through their eyes? There bottom lid lifts and it crinkles. Yeah. Him.) he’ll turn back, chill as ever. Yeah. Chill. (Real happy on the inside and might let some of it escape through his happy speech and tone.) 🤭

And if you reject being his pal? OH. Shot to the heart but ok. He’s reaction is more noticeable than K_K’s. He wont bother you again though.

You and him get along well. Especially for coming up with plans for their rebellious group- someone has a head on their shoulders and he really likes that about you. He enjoys that you’re you and the way you express yourself. He likes when people do that and admires you.

Cap’n

Whoa. Who are you?

Dude, dude, dude- You look like the coolest person he’s ever seen. Aside from his brothers- BUT NOT THE POINT.

He wants to be your friend but has trouble with his approach to it. Even otherthinks it. “I-uh- so wanna hang out with me, sweets and K_K?” Little things like that to grab your attention and find an excuse to hang. Probably a few days later literally asks if maybe you’d like to be friends. (Please say yes-)

You accept? Man is HAPPY. You two are gonna be a duo, no room for debate. You’ll get along swell and it’ll bother K_K and Sweets since where are you two going all the time? Where have you been? Be back by 10pm MINIMUM! Thank you. You worry them like two parents. Y’all are knuckleheads to say the least. The duo that needs to be kept apart.

You don’t accept? He’s bummed. Dang it…

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Foul Play

Kris and Reader thing/ PLATONIC / TW (?) struggling mentally/ Overthinking/ intrusive thoughts

It was hard to get yourself together. And for Kris, it was the same. Although it didn't appear like it, they had constant ruminating thoughts. Thoughts that were unpleasant and made them want to hide away from the world and everyone around them. At times they could have a moment of peace and other times not so much... Almost driving them mad they chose to say silent majority of the time due to this reason. It helped knowing if they rarely said a word they wouldn't worry if they ever said anything wrong at any point. One less thing to worry about.

Silence was so loud sometimes- like it was the enemy one day, and the next...your best friend.

You and Kris have known each other for quite some time by this point. But you never realized they struggled just as you had with anxiety and overthinking. Maybe it was meant to be that you two became best friends- after all, you two really knew how this went.

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A/N: Just something I don't know if I'll ever finish writing but just wanted to post because I could. If I feel like finishing it, I'll come back someday to it again. Also made this in like what? 2022 or maybe 2023. Was a rough year but Jesus got me through.

“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid.” - John 14:27

If you’re struggling with this, I know %100 what that’s like. It was so bad…even in that really hard time though, Jesus was there. He literally helped me get through one of the scariest and roughest parts of my life being, which was around when I wrote this. It was a reflection and an attempt to connect with a character while hurting a lot.. this just serves as a reminder when looking back at reading it now how Jesus just got me out of that and out of my head dealing with overthinking and worry like no Tomorrow. It wasn’t easy to deal with and I had no help but him since I didn’t know how to talk about it or how someone would look at me because of what I was overthinking so much and dealing with intrusive thoughts..but I know he wouldn’t look at me like that. He can help. He knows you better than you do- because I lost myself but he didn’t lose me. His peace is like no other. He gave me what no one else could or anything in this world could, because I tried but it never helped for long with distractions. If you just come to him, and give it all to him he can help you. I guarantee this with my whole heart. He hasn’t failed me once, so that’s why I know I can keep relying on him in my hardest moments, darkest places and the pits I end up in. God does care…even though something like that sounds dumb or hard believe. It’s true. Just lay it down at his feet, he can help you. You aren’t alone.

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Happy Easter y’all, hope everyone has a good day today or has some fun. God bless you guys! :))

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POV: Papyrus was tagging along with you and your “Friend” and realizes that he was too late to ask you out.

Baby boys been crushed-

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Too late || Edge x Reader

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Edge was in his room, getting dressed. It was a bit chilly today because of all the windiness, so he thought he outta wear a nice cozy jacket, a pair of black jeans, some oxford shoes and underneath a black button up collared shirt. He looked himself over in the mirror, he thought he looked nice. Was it the best? No, but it worked for today.

His phone dinged, immediately catching his attention and slightly hurrying over to pick it up. He unlocked the screen to be greeted with your message to him, saying "We're almost there to pick you up! Hope you're ready!"...

Edge furrowed his brows, not understanding what you meant by we. Wasn't that used when there was another person? You didn't state that earlier when you texted him half an hour before. Maybe you missed typed that? Edge hovered his thumb over the phones keyboard, hesitant whether or not to ask if you did mistype that and if he was right- utter relief. If he was wrong? Then who's this we.

He couldn't help but grumble a bit under his breath. He clicked off his phone and shoved it in his pocket and made way to his door and walked out of his room. As Edge was going down the stairs, Red could feel something was off as he sat down on the couch in the living room. He glanced over towards the stairs to catch his brothers expression to see what was up. Edge reached the bottom of the steps and headed towards the front door with a grumpy look.

Red huffed while raising his bone brows, yeah... Somethings wrong. He sled down more on the couch as he called out to his brother.

"Hey, uh, bro. You look like you woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Red snickered to himself. It wasn't really funny and overused, but he couldn't help it.

Edge halted right at the door, he turned his head and squinted both his eye sockets at his brother. " Me? In a bad mood?" His tone with a bit of attitude in it as he responded to Red. " I don't know what you're going on about. I'm fine. Good even." He stated. He straightened up, turning his head back to the door and just as he placed his hand on the knob, Red said " Huh, yeah. Says the guy that looks annoyed and has attitude in his voice. And you walked down hunched, Paps." Edge didn't want to put up with him, Red that is, and clenched his teeth in order not to respond and hoping to give the idea that he was done talking. He wasn't about to put himself in more of a annoyed mood than he already was.

Red sighed. Probably was best he didn't try talking to him further. He was just gonna shut him down. " Just wanted to check in..that's all." Yeah, he tried..and with that look? How was he suppose to. He's jaw was locked.

Papyrus walked outside his house, waiting outside on his front porch. Waiting for you. His head was filled with antagonizing thoughts.

Who were you with? Who was that we? Was someone else really coming along, was it not just you and him suppose to be hanging out today? Wasn't that the plan? He crossed his arms, leaning against the porch railing. He wasn't possessive, no, not at all. He wasn't trying to be either.

He grumbled, his own thoughts bugging him now.

He just wanted to know what was going on. Is that-is that such a bad thing?

A couple minutes had passed, before he heard a honk from a car. Edge noticed it coming up, but he didn't recognize the vehicle, or the person driving. Yet they were stopped in front of his house. The window rolled down, and low and behold, there you were, sitting on the passenger side. You leaned over and called out to Edge "Hey, get in!" You called out. Edge didn't understand what was happening. Where was your car? Somebody really had come. And he didn't know who this guy was.

He felt his own brows furrow almost and stopped himself midway. He had to compose himself. He took a deep breath through his nasal hole and exhaled slowly as he pushed off the railing on the porch and made his way to this strangers car. A stranger. A stranger who had had never met, not once.

"I'm suppose to ride in a strangers car?" He asked once he had made it up to the vehicles drivers side. The window was still down and you weren't sure how to respond. "Uh, I know him! He's a good guy, trust me, Edge." You tried reassuring him but he knew that he was just acting a bit..jealous. He didn't mean to. He knew what he was saying and he knew he could've just hopped in but, he was also being honest about it too, right? You shouldn't just hop into a strangers car.

He tried catching a good look at you from the passengers side. " Do you know him..well?" He had to ask.

You gave a nod. "I do."

Edge suddenly got uncomfortable with the response you had given him. He wasn't liking how he was feeling, he could only hope it'd go away soon. He just didn't want someone else around today. You and him were going out. That was the plan. He couldn't put up a fuss though, so he got in.

You all walked down a sidewalk with a bunch of businesses being on either side of the street, and after some walking, you all made it to starbucks. But there wasn't much talking other than you and your friend speaking during the walk there. Edge was trying his best not to seem..upset. Or grumpy as most people would say he looked. He didn't always mean it intentionally. It was just how his face rested sometimes unconsciously. And in this case, he didn't really like the idea of how he was currently being left out. Not once did you turn around and ask him anything, and he wasn't really sure if he could jump in the conversation you two were having. So he didn't know what to do other than remain silent the whole walk to Starbucks while you two spoke.

Walking into the establishment, the three of you ordered your drinks and sat down. And as some time went by there was some light conversation between Edge and the stranger, which was noticeably strained. Edge noticed how you tried helping by talking too, but something was still really awkward about the conversations they had. Not long after, all 3 of you had left and went for a walk.

Time passed by and Edge could only make out the sounds of cars going by and chatter from strangers passing by you three.

Then a conversation peeked up between you and your friend. Edge wasn't sure how to voice himself in this situation and just decided to keep quiet. Maybe he could just see how you and your friend interacted. He couldn't really join in since he wasn't sure how, he felt like he wasn't allowed to in a way as well.

Throughout the walk he could feel his mood drop just a bit more as he saw you laugh and smile at your friend, such a joyous laugh, such a sweet smile you had when you spoke to him. He felt left out, and the walk continued on longer than he anticipated after you guys had left Starbucks. He thought maybe you three would've headed back to the car, stop somewhere else or maybe even...go back home..but none of you did. You just kept on walking.

Edge had falled back just a little bit, growing distance between you and your friend. Not that you seemed to have notice.

He tried to see you smile again, since you had both gotten so far ahead of him at this point.

Until he saw it.

Squinting his eyes to see you properly as you distanced from him even more now, he saw how you moved your hand closer to your "Friend" and clasped hands together.

You had a bit of a pink tint to your cheeks. Like you were bashful, flustered a bit even. And the moment that Edge saw what he had, his heart sunk to his stomach.- His eye lights hazy, and glowing bright- Completely stopping in his tracks with his mouth open in surprise and shock.

He felt throbbing aches, like pangs, in his chest as he saw you walk onwards like nothing, like he wasn't even there. It's like everything stood still for him but nothing else waited. He realized then, that he was too late...

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A/N: Ah, this has been sitting in my drafts since 2022. Yeeks. Aw well- I apologize if it seems rushed towards the end. Or if it lacks. I gotta admit I'm rusty at writing and it might come off all over the place (perspective might even be out of place here and there-). Sorry. I also might re-edit this down the line at some point. But that's up to future me. I kinda wanted to continue this story in some other way as well but we'll see. I based all this off a video I made on tiktok back in 2021?2022? I'd like to redo that too.. Lots to do. Hope you guys are doing well though!!!<33

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Lit up || Underfell Grillby x Reader

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Grillby wanted to dance with you, as he has more than once asked you out onto the dance floor. But you always declined… Tonight was different though. He was determined to get you on there, with him that is- if he caught you with anyone else..well, you could say you would've hurt his ego. But he'll deny it if you were to ever ask him such.

You sat at the bar, swirling your drink in hand as you watched the ice cubes clack against each other with each spin. As you were occupied with that, you felt warmth rising near you so you looked up. Low and behold, the Bartender who owned the establishment was standing right in front of you.

"So..what's it gonna take for you to dance with me tonight?" He asked as he was wiping down the counter, not even looking at you.

You stared at him and while doing so, a smile peaked onto your face. "Hm, a dance, huh?" You hummed. "Not sure. Not really my thing..dancing that is. But you know that. I've told you that- more than once." You stated. Not in annoyed or stately tone, but rather as..a friendly reminder.

He continued to wipe down the counter in front of you, and you couldn't quite tell if he was listening...but you were hoping he'd actually hear you out this time, compared to all the other times when you had told him this exact thing before.

Then, he gave a small "hm" in response after a minute of silence. "Nothing at all? There's nothing I could do to have you dance with me for one night?" He asked once more, pushing the question again.

You couldn't help but think how many more times would you have to continuously say no to him before he gave up? You couldn't dance because you were self-conscious. That's why you didn't. Did he have to be so-so- persistent about this one thing? "Is it fun for you to keep asking me that same question over and over again, Grillby?" You asked, your smile lowering as those thoughts played in your head.

"..." Just silence in response from this purple man of flames. He stopped wiping, looking at you directly this time. "Dance with me." He asked yet again.

A bust of air came out of your nose, while your smile reappeared. You shook your head slightly. "You really are stubborn. Very stubborn."

But as you had thought he was stubborn, Grillby had his own thoughts shooting a mile a minute in his own head.

He clenched the cloth he had in his hand just by a bit. "If only you realized how stubborn you were." He thought to himself.

He wasn't sure how to get you onto the dance floor.

Until it hit him.

Maybe you were eyeing someone else? That you maybe had a partner he was unaware about?

His flames dimmed as he thought about this. He wasn't sure what to do now, because if you did have someone what's he suppose to do now? He couldn't help but ball up the cloth completely in his hand, removing it from the counter.

You ended up taking notice of what he did and wondered if maybe you had offended him by denying him once again- You liked him, but you didn't know how to dance at all. You were afraid to look stupid in front of him, and others and just didn't want to make a joke out of yourself. Otherwise..you knew you would've taken the chance to dance with him sooner when he had offered the first time around.

Grillby moved away from where you were and went down nearby to the end of the bar countertop. As you were looking over you noticed he was chatting with the other regulars, which was a bit unusual considering he wasn't really up for talking so much as he preferred to spectate and listen in on gossip. Or eavesdropping. That's just how he worked.

You couldn't help but furrow your brows slightly as you began to wonder what he was talking about. Curiosity stirred and you were tempted to ask the other patrons. You contemplated. Yet, that temptation was just too strong to deny.

When you saw he walked off to the back, glancing ever so often in order to seem 'natural' about looking in that direction, you took the chance to go over and got up quickly from your seat.

Speed walking over, trying to get through the crowded area near the bar bumping into other monsters and squeezing through, you made it over to the monsters he had spoken to just now.

"Hi, hello. I'm sorry to be a bother but I noticed Grillby was talking to you just now." You started off.

"I was just wondering if he had maybe mentioned someone that had the name Y/N?" You asked. The monster you had asked looked you up and down, as if inspecting you. "Sorry, toots. That's confidential." The monster stated.

You didn't push further, knowing most likely you wouldn't get anything out of the monster. You felt a little awkward about it too. So you turned around and walked back to your seat. Thankfully, it wasn't taken.

As time went on, give about 30 minutes, Grillby had finally come back out. He didn't seem too happy judging based off his flames. They seemed a little more spiked up than usual, like something was rubbing him the wrong way maybe? Was it you? Did you do that?

You sighed. " Why do I bother staying? " You questioned to yourself. Not like you had anything else to do but you also just felt.. guilty?The feeling in your chest was..uneasy. Upsetting. You didn't like it and you could probably guess the reason why.

You shook your cup, the few remaining cubes left softly brushed against one another in your drink that you had yet to finish..

You decided to called it a night in your head and thought it was probably best to leave now. What else was there to do? So you got up and left your drink on the bar top. While walking away from the bar, a monster grabbed you by the arm and asked if you wanted to dance as your were nearing the exit.

With a slight surprised expression, you put your hand up and gave an uncomfortable smile.

"Sorry, I don't dance. I'm sure you'd be able to find someone else here that'd be willing though." You said. There was other monsters, plenty who you'd be absolutely sure would be willing. "Hmm, no. I think I want you, sweetheart."

If you weren't uncomfortable before, you sure were now. "N-no. I'm good. I have to get going, it's getting rather late, you know?" A bit of anxiety began to brew in the inside of you, you'd hope he would let you go. A cocky grin spread on his face, and he tilted his head. " It's not THAT late. You can stay a little longer to dance with me, can't you?" He asked. But the tone, by his tone you could tell he wasn't gonna let you off the hook so easily.

You tried telling the monster as nicely as possible without causing ruckus or seeming offensive that you weren’t interested in dancing at all with him. Unfortunately, your attempts at swaying the monster to give up had failed. Leaving you being dragged by the wrist to the dance floor as you couldn’t get out of the clutch of his hand. You tried pulling back but it didn’t work.

“Hey, I’m really not interested. I want to go home- let go-“ You made it clear that you wanted nothing to do with him. The nice tone leaving and a more annoyed, upset tone took its place. “Jeez, it’s just one dance. Can’t you just give me that?” The monster furrowed his brows, looking upset himself as he heard your response this time as he finally got you in the middle of the dance floor. You were debating on asking for help from one of the monsters around you, hoping that maybe one would bud in and help shoo this guy away or tell Grillby so he’d maybe step in to help you instead..

The monster grabbed your hand, while the other hand reached behind you and slid to your lower back, making you feel grossed out and more upset by the second. You tried pushing yourself back, getting at least some distance away so you wouldn’t be as close to him as you were already. ‘How much more uncomfortable could this get?’ You thought.

A new song started to play on the speakers as the past song ended, and a more ‘slow’ song began. Out of all songs, why this? Had it been a more face paced song like before he wouldn’t need to hold you like this.

“Just hold out a little longer and this’ll all be over. And if he tries anything? I’m definitely calling for help.” You convinced yourself to deal with it just a little while longer. This song shouldn’t last too long…or at least you hoped..

Things continued to get more uncomfortable as the monster seemed to try to pull you closer, but you were reluctant and weren’t giving him what he wanted. This is as close as you were willing to get, and even then you didn’t want to in the first place.

All of a sudden there was a couple of whispers, and you weren’t really paying attention to your surroundings until you finally caught notice of how the monsters near you started to back away. It was weird and you tried looking around to see what was happening.

Little did you know, someone had told Grillby you were on the dance floor.

A small mouse monster leaned over the bar countertop, urging the bartender to come over. Grillby caught them motioning to him in the corner of his eye and walked on over to see what they had to say-

“Hey, isn’t that the girl you were interested in?” The small monster pointed to where they had seen you just now.

He looked over towards the crowd in the middle of his bar, and you caught his attention, as he could catch a glimpse of you through the crowded dance floor.

He was taken by surprise as he knew you never once stepped on there to dance. And now suddenly? What was the change?

He waited, just to see if he could catch a better look, only to see what was going on. He saw you, but you looked upset. Annoyed and like you weren’t happy.

Uncomfortable.

Yeah, that was the word.

Grillby didn’t like that.

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Side note; Part 2 is currently being held off on*

A/N: Been working on this since January 28th and finally am getting around to semi-finishing it. I've definitely been chipping away at this over time, so I apologize for it sounding weird if it does. This is just part 1 for the time being and I'll get around to finishing the last part soon enough. I also hope this month has been treating you guys well. :)

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I would kinda imagine that the SCC brothers have a huge fear of doctor needles however they each react in a different way.

For Sweet, he would be scared but knows it’s good for him and his brothers so he tries to stay still and fails

Cap’n pretends to be “brave” and shrug off his fear thinking it only a needle but when gets the shot he faints dead way

K_K would be more open about his fear and scream to even the slightest flinch

*Can’t tell if you’re trying to tell me a personal headcanon of yours, if in which case this is- I LOVE IT! This headcanon is very nice. 🤲💕 If you have anymore id truly would like to hear them! Or if its the latter and you wish for me to draw up a scenario/writing for this I’d be down to do so. So sorry for the late response, I’ve been doing my own thing but thank you for sending this in! Any little messages from someone like these or asks are always so wonderful to receive. God bless you and anyone reading this, hope y’all are having a lovely day or night. <3333

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SWATCH + SWATCHLING(S) SHENANIGANS ||

The dumb things series: ☕ Void☕

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*let's get this started, yeah?

Jenga's a thing. They actually play it on breaks often, even betting chores/work duties to do over it. You can imagine the poor guy that loses.. multiple winners, one loser. So many things to do..

Sometimes people hear soft screams at the cafe before it opens. It's simply the Swatchlings hyping each other up for the day and fawning over each others compliments to one another. Doesn't help when Swatch decides to bud in too.

Swatch is in charge of getting rid of the mice that get into the cafe. He hates it honestly, as he, himself, is scared by them as well.. No one needs to know that though. And if you're one of the rare few, you'll see his feathers ruffle up as he catches the mouse with his hand.

Sometimes Swatch sets up a game of "Who can get this done the quickest?" And boy, those Swatchlings can get competitive. There's no prizes..other than bragging rights. And you wouldn't think it, but from time to time, Swatch joins in as well.

There's a spinning wheel in the break room. It offers up free treats instead of discounted items for a certain amount of time. Everyone gets a try once a month...someone thinks it's rigged due to the fact Swatchling 7 keeps winning more often than not.

Believe it or not, eating competitions are a thing. Just not held often because those boys will eat.

Tea parties are a thing because it's fun. They won't care what you think, let them enjoy being regal for a day instead of tending to others just this once.

Apparently it's been said that one of the Swatchlings witnessed Swatch squeal after he had received a compliment from the Queen one time. No one's ever heard him do it again- It's not a silly shenanigan but it's a nice fact amongst the lot of them.

If someone falls asleep on the job (isn't uncommon) then Swatch has granted the request of doodling on someone's (amongst each other) face. Including Swatch himself. I kid you not, no one has been successful with him YET. But all the Swatchlings are waiting for the opportunity to get him.

Swatch has been known to be a goofball when one of the Swatchlings are upset or all of them. "Oh dear, seems I have butterfingers-" drops a banana peel and then walks away. Genuinely forgets about it since his minds always occupied and ends up actually slipping on said banana peel. It sounds very out of character but I assure you that was an accident that took place. Unfortunately for him, although it got a good laugh out of them, it's brought up embarrassingly enough from time to time.

Setting up cups, getting small golf clubs, small plastic golf balls and play indoor golf in the cafe after a stressful day is nice.

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A/N;

It's late and I'm know these aren't the best but I wanted to put something out at best for this tonight.

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Hi! I really like your imagines, so if it won't be a bother, I would like to request idea of my own uwu. S/O getting hurt by some accident, it's nothing serious but is uncomfortable, so Swatch using his healing magic to ease their pain (also he's very worried). And the s/o is a curios one so they studie his every move and touch, and at the end of the process shyly want to ask him about this ability because he never used it before (at least in their presence)

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You were rushing over to the Color Cafe at this very moment due to one of your message notifications saying that there was going to be a new sweet treat available, alongside with a new drink as well! You were very much excited, you were practically racing there. It also didn't help much that you were the partner of the one who owned that specific cafe-

You weren't exactly too far away from the cafe itself, yet you also weren't too close. It took some time to get there but you made it!...to the back of a very long line.

A little disappointed you tsked. Of course you'd knew this would happen but a part of you was wishing you would've been the first in line somehow.

More monsters were piling behind you and everyone slowly kept scooting forward to get into the cafe. All of a sudden you heard someone shout "WATCH OUT!" And you turned around to see what was going on. There was someone shoving people out of the way to get to the front of the line, clearly impatient.

The monster shoving other customers out of the way finally got to you. You stared them dead in the eye- "I'm not moving" you stated firmly, holding your spot. "Too bad, I'm not gonna be standing here all day just to try that new treat." The monster said in a snarky reply to you.

The monster grabbed ahold of you and shoved you pretty hard to the side. You stumbled back and fell. You used your arm to try and catch yourself from hitting too hard on the ground- but you had it completely stiff, so as your hand made contact with the floor, soon following your weight, it shot a jolt of pain upwards-

You called out in pain as you fell on your side looking at your arm.

Everyone in line was looking at you and one of the monsters ran inside to get help. Swatchlings immediately came out after and rushed to get you up gently. "Please move out of the way so we may take them inside!" The Swatchling holding you called out. Everyone shuffled to the side, making a path for them.

You gritted your teeth as they were hurrying you inside, the jostling around was causing your arm to ache more.

You noticed Swatch coming around a corner and seemed to be heading directly your way. He waved the Swatchlings over to him and they hurried over to his side. "What happened?" He questioned, immediately looking you over.

"One of the customers didn't want to wait in line and began shoving people aside in order to get in faster." Said the Swatchling next to you.

Swatch looked like he was in thought for a mere second as he stared at you after listening to the Swatchlings response. "My dear, what's wrong?" He noticed how you were wincing slightly and he lowered downwards towards you. He was tall, so you were supposing he was doing that so you didn't have to crane your neck up.

"My arm- I tried catching myself before I hit the ground with my arms out and..I messed up. They were stiff when I did it and I screwed something up in one of them." It was the truth. You most likely did injure something in your arm.

Swatch straightened himself out and made a motion with his hand, immediately gaining a nod from the Swatchlings.

Swatch walked off, and the Swatchlings were tailing him. You weren't sure where you were going but it seemed like they were heading to the back end of the establishment.

They whipped around the corner where you saw Swatch walk around before he came over to you. There was a very nice glass door that seemed to, well what you'd assume, to be an office of a sort.

Swatch opened the door, moving off to the side to let you and the Swatchlings in.

One of them pulled a chair from the desk and dragged it over to you. The Swatchling placed you down softly on it, and then left with the second Swatchling that was with you.

Swatch closed the door and then walked over and stood in front of you. "Which arm seems to be the one hurting, my love?" He leaned over downwards again, keeping eye contact with you. You choked up for a second, losing your sense of thought before you quickly gathered it again. You used your good arm and pointed to the one in pain.

He tilted his head and gave a soft nod. He popped a squat, to which caught you by surprise- and he rolled up his sleeves a tad bit. "My light, may you please lean forward slightly, I'm going to need your injured arm."

Something must've told Swatch you weren't to keen on someone touching it right now- because he let out a low chuckle. "I simply need to heal it. I promise my dear, it won't hurt at all and it'll be as if nothing ever happened." A smile reassuring smile placed itself on his face.

You hesitantly gave him your arm, which he ever so gently took ahold of. You noticed as one of his hands were on your arm, he moved the other over to where you pointed to, indicating where the pain was forming. A small glow of green and swirls appeared and wrapped around the injury you had. You were mesmerized and stared in wonderment.

You didn't know he could do this- not once have you ever seen him perform healing magic.

The green glow and swirls faded away almost like mist and Swatch took hold of your hand and softly lent you upwards toward him. "You see, my light? It didn't hurt at all." You laughed a bit, not mocking him but due to the fact he was right. "Yeah it didn't.." you trailed off as you just stared at him.

"What seems to be the issue?" He tilted his head off to the side and leaned in closer towards you. "I, uh..I've just never seen you use healing magic before." You stated shyly. "Oh, I suppose you are right, my love." You looked toward the ground, narrowing your eyes as you were in thought, and then looked back at Swatch. "D..do you think you could tell me more about your healing magic?..." You felt your cheeks heat up a bit. It felt a little weird asking the question since you weren't sure if you were pushing in on something that shouldn't be asked.

He moved back and got up, pulling down his sleeves and walked over to his desk. He sat down on the edge of it and clasped his hands on his lap. "What would you like to know? Any questions you have I'll gladly answer, my light."

You two spent almost 3 hours talking about his healing ability, along with a few pauses mid conversations when Swatchlings knocked and came to ask a few questions about orders.

Once the two of you wrapped things up, he took you to a quiet and reserved part of the cafe. He gave you the new treat and drink on the house, and he told you he'd blacklist the monster that hurt you from returning to the cafe.

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A/N;

Haaa, sorry this took so long to get out. I hope you enjoy it!

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Could we have some information on who the new guys are?(Gent,Mist,smoke,Merc,bullet and whiplash) Saw mafia and mafiafell and had to know- dgisbskaka--

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*I'm actually very happy you asked! Here's a small rundown I guess?

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Bullet

Bullet is Mafiatale Sans. He's the most laid back with the habit of taking something jokingly when it's actually his way of defusing situations. It's also to keep a part of himself alive.. Business is business, but he knows how not to be a stick in the mud about it.

But he isn't apart of the Mafia for nothing. This guy knows how to get things done. Very much prefers if you cooperate to avoid violence/Preferably likes things to remain non-violent as much as possible. He's not heartless.

When shots count, he doesn't miss.

Whiplash

Whiplash is Mafiatale Papyrus. He's a clever fella and isn't naive. He comes off as such with his chipper attitude for someone in the Mafia but he's pretty skilled in combat. He knows how to use words right and to his advantage when needed- Highly prefers non-violence. Wouldn't be in the business if it wasn't for his brothers..

Sans can take care of himself. But with Sans' joking sense of humor during tense things, Papyrus can't help but be on edge and want to make sure everything's alright and his brother doesn't take a beating by going too far with it someday.

The fact that someone so sweet can be considered weak but really he's higher than you think.

Merc

Merc is Mafiatale Wingdings. The eldest of the skeleton brothers if you will. This is the guy you'll want to be on the good side of when things go down. Papyrus didn't get his smarts from nowhere- This is the dude he got it all from. He hides mostly and is a big-time night owl because he's working on and off the clock. Very inconspicuous when it comes to gathering information and only seen at night(mostly). No one working in the Mafia has seen this guy in the daylight, but weirdly enough normal civilians have caught him in the light of day instead. Definitely regarded as Odd or Weird.

Not much is known of him. Guess we'll have to wait for more information.

He knows how to find those who try to outrun him. Information is key, wouldn't you say?..

Mist

Mist is Mafiafell Sans. He's known for being persistent to say the least when it comes to certain things. Gets called lazy and has a habit of disappearing. But really he's out getting things done- He doesn't have a big mouth and doesn't want the world to know everything he's been up to, before or after. Really just a guy looking for opportunities to get a break- More friendly then you'd expect but it comes with a cost.

If given the chance, he wouldn't be in this line of work. Neither of his brothers would be but the gist of keeping on the dark side is that you already know what's coming before it hits.

When a crimes reported, it's said that when the unfortunate person who's found the scene always notices faint red mist in the area.

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Definitely the more "Stern" looking of the brothers. Nags a lot but usually for a good reason, other times not so much.. Manners. If you don't have basic manners down around him there's going to be an issue. Loud, bossy and seemingly always in a hurry. Best not get in his way on a bad day... Putting loud, bossy and in a hurry aside- He does know how to keep himself composed. He just hates this line of work so he's often irritated by it and has an unfortunate habit of showing it.

Doesn't like violence but deals with it nonetheless.

Pushing his anger to the side, he's quite a gentleman.

Smoke

Smoke is Mafiafell Wingdings. The scariest of them all. This man is a little too good at what he does- Pulls a lot of strings whether he's on stage or behind the scene. It can be hard to know whether he's genuine or not unless your family, so he can be considered a man of many faces. He can be your dearest friend or your worst enemy. Doesn't play nice and will get that through to you- Smoke also hides quite often as well but isn't afraid to show his face when needed. And if he's really feeling up to it, he'll go out during the day or night to get things. Workaholic because he likes staying on top of things.

When he does give himself a break it's a known rule not to bother this man.

Unfortunate habit of smoking..

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A/N: Sorry it ain't much. But maybe this gave you a gist of who they are and who's names belong to who.

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same anon that asked ab hanahaki -- alright !!! its been in my mind for a while and its nice to finally say it -- swatch x a reader that has hanahaki, the reader often goes to the fun gang (ralsei, susie, kris) for help, since whenever theyre around swatch they feel full flowers coming up? sry if this is vauge lol, but tysm :)

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Hanahaki disease was truly a deadly thing. And unfortunately you have it..due to your recent crush you gained for Swatch, the owner of the Color Cafe. You thought he was quite charming and very gentlemanly. Everytime you were around him you felt like your heart was running a marathon, but really it was your lungs that gave you that experience.

They felt full..full of something that you just couldn't explain. You thought it was just because you had such a huge crush on him that you felt like you couldn't breathe anytime he came around. But you realized that from time to time the feeling just lasted longer than it was suppose to. Something had to be up..

You went in search of the Fun gang, which consisted of the famous trio- Kris, Susie and Ralsei that were here in the Darkner world. You wondered if they could help come up with an answer for whatever was wrong with you.

You found them located in the castle courtyard, talking about battle tactics- Susie arguing that they should just tumble through anyone that gets in their way, and Ralsei arguing that they should be as kind as possible and not cause problems. You shuffled your way towards them, coughing as you did so- grabbing their attention. Kris was the first to look your way before he motioned to Ralsei and Susie. They both turned around to face you walking up to them. Susie whispered something to Ralsei and he just shrugged in her direction. Kris was the first one to walk towards you, now standing directly Infront of you. Ralsei and Susie followed behind, each standing on a side of them. "Is..there problem?.." Ralsei spoke up with a bit of a concerned tone.

"Um- Yes, yes there is." You said in a weary voice. You didn't sound too well, as all of a sudden you started having nasty coughs. Then heaving soon after.

You spewed out small purple pedals onto the ground near your feet. You were struggling to breathe, Susie ran over and immediately started pounding on your back, yelling "You got this! Come on, spit it out!"

Panicked and frazzled, Kris and Ralsei asked if you were ok once you collected yourself together and began catching your breath."I don't know what's wrong with me..I just can't breathe properly anymore?.." after you finished your sentence you tasted something odd in your mouth. You reached into it, pulling out a petal and bringing it into full view Infront of you to get a good look at it. Your eyes widened. A petal?

You saw an armored hand pointing down towards your shoes, and there you saw more small purple petals..Lilacs to be exact. You snapped your head back up in surprise. "FL-"

"Hanahaki." Ralsei said, cutting you off abruptly. "You have Hanahaki disease.." Not only were you baffled and confused but clearly Kris and Susie were as well. They looked back and forth at each other, you and Ralsei, obviously seeking an answer. "What the heck is 'Hanahaki disease'?" Susie questioned.

"A disease in which someone is in love, but the love is unrequited." Ralsei stated. "So like, they're in love with someone who doesn't love them back???" Asked Susie.

"Exactly like that." Ralsei turned towards you. "Who are you in love with that won't return your feelings? I don't ask this to be nosy, but it's rather very important that we get on this as fast as we can." His voice was serious but still held his soft tone to it. "I- uh..Swatch.." Your face became hot, you already knew why. You were blushing massively and you could feel it.

You felt slightly embarrassed but he asked! So you had to tell him, after all, he said it was important, didn't he?.. "I see. We'll have you told him? Does he know?" The questions continued. You shook your head. "Hmm..do you think he feels the same way?" A sad look glazed your face, you always thought maybe he did but you were never actually sure. "I understand that this isn't a situation you want to be put it, and I barley know you! But if you don't see how he feels soon, you could really be playing with life and death right now. I say this because the disease you have can and will kill you.." His eyebrows knitted.

Your face turned pale, this could be a life or death situation right now? Are you kidding me?..

You felt sick to your stomach. How could this have happen? Just because you started crushing on Swatch? You felt a hand placed on your shoulder. "You do have options." Ralsei said and as soon as he did, you were eagerly anticipating what he'd say next. "We could have them surgically removed BUT you'd lose your feelings. Or you could tell him how you feel and hope for the best...the best being he feels the same. Otherwise we will have to choose the first option if you want to live." So much was happening at once that you almost felt a headache coming on.

"I..I guess I'll tell him?" You were honestly unsure of this but you didn't know, maybe he would say yes and accept your feelings.

The Fun gang decided to stick with you, as they now felt responsible for whatever happens since they were now in on your personal problem.

Although you told them you could initially try to tell Swatch, you never actually got around to it. Your condition got worse as the days passed by and no matter how many times you went to the Fun gang for help, the answer was always the same. "You need to tell him how you feel." And even then, when you still didn't listen to them, they were still there helping you out during your rough days.

But today, KRIS had had enough. They were extremely worried about your health and they didn't want your death on their conscious, especially knowing that this can be prevented. And quite frankly Susie and Ralsei strongly agreed.

So today was the day you were going to confess whether you wanted to or not. So the lot of you made it down to the Queen's and made your way through the entrance, making your way towards the Color Cafe.

You had made it over to the front of the Color Cafe. Standing there with Kris, Ralsei and Susie, you felt comforted by the fact that they were there but you could still feel the fear welling up inside of you.

"Listen, it's scary telling someone how you really feel but..I know you got this." Susie's encouragement gave you a small boost of confidence. "Plus, if you don't you'll die." THERE GOES THAT.

Kris immediately elbowed Susie and she shoved him back. Ralsei shook his head at them but then looked at you, giving you a soft smile and motioning for the doors. "We'll be right here if anything happens." He said. You nodded and held your arm as you made your ways to the doors of the cafe. You pushed them open and in the back you could see him...you could see Swatch. Your lungs started to feel weird, but nothing compared to the usual.

You took a deep breath in and exhaled it, trying to calm your nerves. A Swatchling came up to you with a menu in hand and a red rag on their arm. "Hello, welcome to the Color Cafe. We're so pleased you've stopped by again. How may I help you today?" They chirped in a happy tone.

"Oh, thank you for the welcome! I was wondering if I would be able to speak to Swatch..In private if possible." You gripped your arm slightly. "It's rather important..." The Swatchling caught notice of the way you were squeezing your arm and nodded. They didn't understand the situation but it obvious that you did need to speak to Swatch. "Please follow me." And so you did, the Swatchling led you through a rather crowded area as other Swatchlings we're attending to other guests. He took you to the back, which was where Swatch had his office. "I'll go get Swatch for you but you'll need to wait here, is that alright with you?"

"absolutely! Thank you, again." The Swatchling gave you a smile. "It's not a problem at all." They walked out of the office shutting the door behind them, leaving you alone.

After a few minutes had passed you heard the door creaking open. Your attention was immediately on it, and then Swatch walked in. You could feel your face flush slightly. No, no, not now! You cleared you throat and brought your gaze to his. "Hello. I heard that you needed to speak to me? May I ask what the problem is?" He tilted his head as he looked down at you. Swatch was tall, definitely taller than you. And it wasn't helping...

Your lungs started to fill with flowers, you could feel them begin to accumulate as time was passing. "I- Swatch. I love you. I mean I think I do, I just know I have a crush on you but love feels more like the right word to me." Your voice sounded strained and the words were rushed, it sounded like someone confessing, sure, but it was a mess of a confession. If you weren't paying attention to him right this very moment you would've missed it, but you saw Swatch's feathers ruffle ever so slightly.

Ending 1

Swatch didn't respond. It's as if though he was in thought for a minute. Then you heard him hum a bit,."I've felt the same way for quite awhile actually." He continued on. "I just wasn't sure how to go about it, so I haven't said anything..until now that is." Your face blew up with a very warm sensation on it, if you could look at yourself right now you'd be as red as a tomato. "Really, do you mean that..?" He gave you soft smile and nodded. "I do." And with just that, your lungs began to feel better. You felt like you could finally breathe again.

Ending 2

Swatch looked at you, not in shock, just a plain normal look. He stopped tilting his head but still looked down on you. "I'm sorry, but I don't feel the same about you."

It felt like someone just took a stab at your heart.

Tears spilled from your eyes as you held yourself. You felt as if you've just been humiliated...Your lungs were filling up with more flowers and you began to vomit them out, this time with blood in the mix. Swatch was caught off guard as his eyes widened in shock. He immediately called out for help in the hall as he grabbed ahold of you as soon as you began stumbling. You couldn't stop coughing and your airway was being filled with Lilacs. They were overflowing out of your mouth at this point.

Your vision was growing blurry and dark...you couldn't see. The last words you heard were " Hold on! " ...

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A/N: I couldn't decide on the end so I just made two outcomes and you can choose which one you liked better. It ain't much but hopefully you like it!