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Papyrus was up cooking a batch of late night spaghetti. A sound outside caught his attention and he stopped smashing tomatoes to go investigate. Potential humans were far more exciting than making sauce! He got himself organized and went out into the snow, pulling his scarf a little tighter around himself. The cold was especially sharp that night. When he saw who was outside so late at night his eyebrows quirked into expressive surprise. 

“BROTHER...? WHY ARE YOU OUTSIDE SO LATE?  I THOUGHT YOU WERE TAKING ANOTHER NAP.” He felt that there was something different about the shorter skeleton but couldn’t quite place his finger on it. “ARE YOU ALRIGHT?”

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Reblog this if your muse is still developing

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//Alright, I’m back!

Like this or message me if I owe you anything or if you want to interact! Good evening, by the way!

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//I’m randomly tired and I have to do my Japanese homework.

Goodnight! Like for a starter, message if you want anything. Have jaunty dreams!

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The tall skeleton remained motionless as he watched his friend sleep. He was very careful to observe the details, making sure to be ready in case he needed to gently wake her. He was certainly not used to this draft on his neck. It was odd but a little change of pace was always a good in his opinion. Change helped growth! 

When the night became morning his eyes were drooping. He forced himself awake and focused all of his energy on protecting his friend. 

Nighttime terrors

Frayle had been sleeping for a few hours, but had woken up to get something to drink. Dragging her ribbon–and a blanket she had recieved as a gift from Kid when they first became best friends, and she never let out of her sight– along the floor, she reached into the fridge and smiled when she noticed a glass of milk behind a note.

[Mostly for @papyrusthegreatskelenton, but really, any papyrus is allowed! Just please message me your perspective!]

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His grin lessened as she told him of the trauma she had to go through. She was so small and young but had seen far past her years in pain. He would have to combat it with fun! 

His grin returned, somehow wider. “I’M SO GLAD YOU’RE HAPPY AGAIN! YOU LOOK VERY SLEEPY THOUGH. PERHAPS SOME MORE NAPPING IS NECESSARY.” He took off his scarf and arranged it into a vague pillow-like form. “I WILL WAIT HERE TO MAKE SURE YOU AREN’T DISTURBED AGAIN. THE GREAT PAPYRUS WILL PROTECT YOU FROM NIGHTMARES!” He motioned to the pillow-scarf and sat back, ready to wait the whole night if it would help.

Nighttime terrors

Frayle had been sleeping for a few hours, but had woken up to get something to drink. Dragging her ribbon–and a blanket she had recieved as a gift from Kid when they first became best friends, and she never let out of her sight– along the floor, she reached into the fridge and smiled when she noticed a glass of milk behind a note.

[Mostly for @papyrusthegreatskelenton, but really, any papyrus is allowed! Just please message me your perspective!]

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Papyrus jumped at the sudden presence next to him. His eyes bugged out in an amusing fashion.

“AH, HELLO. I SEE YOU FOUND MY NOTE.” He grinned and tapped his fingers together in excitement. It made a little clickity sound.

“I’M GLAD YOU’RE DRINKING YOUR MILK. YOU NEED A STRONG SKELETON INSIDE OF YOU TO SOLVE THE WORLD’S PUZZLES. ESPECIALLY MINE!” He idly fiddled with his scarf while he spoke. 

Nighttime terrors

Frayle had been sleeping for a few hours, but had woken up to get something to drink. Dragging her ribbon–and a blanket she had recieved as a gift from Kid when they first became best friends, and she never let out of her sight– along the floor, she reached into the fridge and smiled when she noticed a glass of milk behind a note.

[Mostly for @papyrusthegreatskelenton, but really, any papyrus is allowed! Just please message me your perspective!]

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Come into my inbox and try to make my muse blush!

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The note read:

HELLO HUMAN! I NOTICED YOU HAVE BEEN HAVING A HARD TIME FINDING PEACE WHILST YOU TAKE LONG MIDNIGHT NAPS. PLEASE REMEMBER THAT YOUR SOUL IS STRONG! EVERYTHING WILL BE ALRIGHT. YOU ARE SAFE NOW. STAY DETERMINED! HAVE SOME MILK TO STRENGTHEN YOUR BONES. BONES ARE IMPORTANT! ENJOY EXTRAVAGANT JAPES IN YOUR DREAMS, SMALL ONE.

-THE GREAT PAPYRUS 

He couldn’t sleep. He was still worried about the small human. Nightmares were not new to Papyrus, his brother had them all the time. He was practically shaking with excitement about helping his little potential friend. 

Nighttime terrors

Frayle had been sleeping for a few hours, but had woken up to get something to drink. Dragging her ribbon–and a blanket she had recieved as a gift from Kid when they first became best friends, and she never let out of her sight– along the floor, she reached into the fridge and smiled when she noticed a glass of milk behind a note.

[Mostly for @papyrusthegreatskelenton, but really, any papyrus is allowed! Just please message me your perspective!]

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Which ONE word do you think brings back the most horrible memory for my muse?

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Papyrus watched the human carefully. At first he had been very perplexed by their behavior. How could anyone resist puzzles and pasta? Soon he realized that that this human was not simply a human. They were something different. He wasn’t sure what.

However, he saw that they needed his guidance. With a little love (not LOVE, mind you) they would surely come around. He quirked his eyebrows as they drew closer and closer. Suddenly his eye-sockets lit up! (Figuratively of course). They must have began to understand and were ready for a comforting friendliness hug!

He spread his arms wide and grinned. He knew he could help them find their way.

“READY FOR A FRIENDLINESS HUG, HUMAN? SPECTACULAR!”

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                     They stood in the pathway from Snowdin to Waterfall, watching the skeleton speaking out words with no meaning to them and themselves stepping forward with every sentence he spoke. The other was just in THEIR WAY and it didn’t matter even if he showed MERCY, they were to end this PATHETIC world once and for all by eradicating everyone and everything.                                                Yet… there was something resonating                                                inside her. Something GOOD.                                                Somthing that… regretted everything that                                                they’ve DONE up to now.

                     Fury spiked up in their mind more and more as the other spoke, their movements slowing, yet their hands close to her chest, ready to FIGHT. Their feelings were just an inconvenience, or was it the other human’s DETERMINATION and REGRET that made them feel that way? Who knew? But one thing was certain.                                                The other was IN THEIR WAY.

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In Depth Headcanon Prompts;

☠ : Are there any recent/daily thoughts they have about death or dying? ☯ : Do they believe for every darkness there is a lightness? If not, why? ♥ : Name one thing about the way their emotions work that they despise. ☆ : Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish? ☁ : Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day. ☂ : Storms or clear skies? εжз : What about nature do they find calming? What about nature do they find disagreeable? ☎ : List three or more people they would call out for during an emergency. ☛ : What is their typical response to being given orders? ☢ : Describe a thought or dream that would cause them to have a mental meltdown. ✄ : Are there any reasons why they would ever think of self-harm? If so, what are they? ❤ : Describe a physical action that shows complete trust. ❥ : Describe a verbal way they would express complete trust. ✗ : Explain how they portray feelings of hostility or dislike. ⊗ : What is something that causes them to question themself? ☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing? ☤ : Is there anything about their health they are continuously on edge about? Something they disregard? ✓ : Name at least two people who can trust them with their life. ❣: Describe a way that will earn affection (whether platonic or romantic) from them. ✖ : Describe a way to make them uneasy or apprehensive. ♆ : Are they prone to violent outbursts or thoughts? ✏ : What are their creative outlets? ✉ : Do they tend to rely on words or actions more? ♡ : Is there a certain scent that brings about nostalgia? If so, describe a memory this scent brings back. ۞: Are there any inner demons they can never seem to get rid of? What are they?

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//Back from work!

They kept me late :( Anyway I’ll respond to all of you now! Thanks!

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//Off to work I go

Like this for a starter. I get out at 5:30. :)

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Drop by and ask the Great Papyrus some questions or talk for awhile

This is a new Papyrus ask/rp blog, although I’m not new to roleplaying characters. I’ve been doing it for around 5 years. I will respond as Papyrus (or Sans if you ask or I think it’s appropriate) with both comics and voice acting to asks. If we’re doing a thread then not all art is mine and I can be either Papyrus or Sans. Thanks and have fun!