#but this is sweet!! i love the idea of you having a party in underswap instead of just chara

[zirkkun-uthcs]

Underswap Asriel Headcanons

I’ve always hated how overlooked Asriel is in Underswap. I get that the MK <> Asriel swap doesn’t make much sense, but implications of this swap are fun to think about

I image Swap!Azzy to be pretty similar to his classic counterpart with two major differences. One, he’s a big fan of Alphys, and two, he doesn’t have legs.

The legs thing is inspired by one comic of Monster Kid watching Mettaton’s show and getting super excited when MTT says “Who needs arms with legs like these?” Since Napstaton loves his arms, I though it’d be a funny parallel, on top of me just trying to be original.

Swap!Asriel has prosthetic legs that Undyne made at Toriel’s request. Azzy’s pretty self-conscious about them, so he wears super long sweatpants that he trips over a lot. Swap!Asriel also plays a bigger part in the story than classic MK. He still sneaks out against his parents’ wishes, but that carries a lot more weight when you remember that he’s the prince. 

Asriel sticks a lot closer to you and basically becomes your only party member, possessing healing abilities similar to Ralsei’s. His anxiousness shows itself in his acts, especially when he has a flex off with Shyren, though he does seem to enjoy singing with Aaron. 

Alphys’ chase scenes involve Chara dragging Asriel along by the hand, with Alphys attacking a lot less out of fear of accidentally hitting the prince. Alphys, along with the additional guards patrolling Waterfall due to the prince’s absence, are under the assumption that Chara is holding the prince hostage, or at the very least manipulating him.

Alphys attempts to reason with Asriel, but the path gives out, causing Chara and Asriel to fall into the dump. The flashback plays out the same, and Chara wakes up to Asriel worriedly calling out to them. Asriel’s clothes are all sorts of messed up after the fall, basically forcing Azzy to come clean about his prosthetics. He asks Chara if they think he’s lame because of it. Chara will say no regardless of which option you chose.

Asriel becomes a bit more confident, even after the Bored Dummy insults him for having such boring magic attacks. He mentioned his love of the stars if you poked around the wishing room, but he’s now more vocal about it. He really likes Hapstablook’s poem about the stars, and he looks through Sans’s telescope, only to find that Papyrus drew on the lense with marker. A classic Papyrus Prank TM. 

After facing off against more guards, including 01 and 02, Chara and Asriel arive at the cliff. Alphys actually starts telling Chara the story of monsters before Asriel tries to sneak past with Chara, who seemed genuinely interested. The chase plays out similar to canon, only with Alphys trying to talk Asriel down. If you say just the right things, Asriel can convince Alphys to back off. If not, then the chase continues all the way to the bridge to Hotland. 

Alphys doesn’t buckle under the heat, instead grabbing Asriel. In a panic, Asriel pushes her away, right off the bridge. Alphys is now dangling above molten lava. She’s struggling to hold on, and Asriel can’t pull her up on his own.

If Chara does nothing, Alphys falls and dies. Asriel, overwhelmed by the guilt of killing his hero and his only true friend doing nothing about it, runs back to Waterfall. In many resulting Neutral routes, he is still missing. 

If Chara does help, Asriel will apologize profusely. Alphys asks one last time that Asriel stay away from the human, even though now, she seems a bit reluctant to. On more violent neutral runs, Asriel does just that, but otherwise, he stands his ground. 

Undyne is ticked off by the visitors, but she tries to be more approachable when she realizes that it’s the prince and the human. Asriel mentions seeing Napstaton’s blue prints along with the designs for his prosthetics. Undyne talks about Napstaton, who then bursts through the wall. 

Instead of TV programs, Napstaton’s encounters are them filming for their Music Videos. Each one is themed. A science song for the lab, a Halloween song, a love song (which is basically just the musical scene). Each encounter baring the first utilizes the Cyan soul, which is basically just DDR. Asriel can sing in each encounter, and he can even show up Napstaton, giving you the chance to freestyle. If you freestyle on all the previous encounters, then Asriel will (unwilling) play the part of the princess in the love song instead of Napstaton. 

Catty and Bratty are now 03 and 04, and their fight is pretty much the same as the unused encounter. Grillby is tough to reason with, as he doesn’t talk, but Asriel can help the fire monster WARM UP to you. In fact, Asriel can help you spare a lot of monsters in Hotland and the Core easier than if you were alone. Also, Asriel can cause Grillby’s attacks to become stronger/more erratic if he attacks the fire monster because fire + fire = more fire. 

In the dinner scene with Papyrus, Asriel confirms that the man behind the door is Asgore. Unlike classic Toriel, Swap!Asgore didn’t run away. He was purposely relocated to the ruins to… collect the human souls quicker. Papyrus drops a penny and takes his opportunity to stairwalk away and let you two talk.

Asriel talks about how tense things are between his parents. How tense the guards are as they walk him to ruins so he can stay with his father for the weekend. How tense his dad is when he tucks him in.

Asriel explains that he didn’t sneak out because he wanted to see Alphys, or the “stars,” or any of that. He snuck out because his parents were fighting over the phone. He needed to get out and clear his head.

Asriel chuckles at the irony. If he hadn’t been in such a bad situation, then he never would’ve met you. You, Chara, who saw him for who he was. Not “Asriel Dreemurr,” or “Asriel the prince.”

He was just Asriel. 

01 and 02 are out in the back alley selling stuff if you didn’t kill them. Nice Cream Guy puts on a glossy exterior, but Asriel can tell that the bunny man is dead inside. 

Undyne actually gives you the correct directions in the Core because she kinda wants you out of her hair. If you couldn’t tell, Hotland’s heat has made her a bit of a grump. 

At the end of the Core, you face off with both Napstaton and Hapstablook, the latter now having a robot body and going by Mettaton. Chara can help Mettaton overcome their stage fright, while Asriel can cause Napstaton to tear himself to bits similarly to classic MTT. Yes, that means that Napstaton’s question of “who needs legs with arms like these?” is directed at Asriel. Que happy goat boy sounds. 

Anyways, Napstaton has a bit of a Blooky moment before powering down, and Undyne steps in to sort everything out. While Undyne helps Mettaton calm down, Asriel and Chara ride the elevator to New Home. Asriel is the one who explains the situation with you taking the queen’s soul, though he’s even less tactful than classic Alphys.

If you killed Napstaton or Mettaton, not only would the fight end abruptly, but Asriel would lock himself in his room. Asriel would also do this if you started killing monsters after saving Alphys. 

If neither of those are true, then Asriel will follow you through the judgment hall, where all of your sins (or lack thereof) are spelled out by Papyrus, and finally, you reach the throne room. Toriel is both shocked and relieved to see her son, but when her gaze lands on Chara, she goes numb. She tells Asriel to go to his room, and after much arguing, he obliges, though not before giving Chara something.

A heart-shaped locket. 

[itsladykit]

Trick-or-Treater Anon is back for a final treat, please! 🎃

Underswap and/or Swapfell!Red brother's for Halloween ♡

(If you feel generous, some Twistfell too please!♡ )

Happy Spooperween 2023!!

Many candies for you and some skellies! 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍭 🍬 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍭 🍬 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍬 🍫 🍭 🍬 💀 ☠️💀 ☠️ 💀

Late, but every day is Halloween in my house, so--

The first year they're on the Surface, Blackberry would insist on trick-or-treating. Yes, he's an adult, but he never got to do this! He's small enough and acts young enough that most people responded well to him, but he was given the "Aren't you a little old for this?" treatment by some jerks. After that first year, I think he really falls in love with the holiday. I could see him really enjoying haunted houses, and even working as a scare actor.

Twist...not so much. He likes the cute side of things--kids in costumes, "spoopy" stuff--but he hates the scary shit. It agitates his LV and overall just isn't fun for him. His fear response definitely falls on the "fight" side of flight, fight, or freeze, so he tries to stay clear of things that trigger him like that. (He doesn't want to be the guy who punches an innocent scare actor, after all.) So, he usually stays home, passes out candy, and maybe watches a "cute" Halloween movie. I think he may have tried a haunted house for his bro's sake, but the whole time, he had to keep reminding himself that it wasn't real, no one was actually going to harm him. And it was nothing but miserable for him. So he didn't try that again.

Blue isn't as enthusiastic about Halloween as many of the others. (He's more of a Gyftmas guy, I think.) I do think he likes an excuse for a party, though. ^_^

And Swap is mostly interested in the pumpkin spice everything and the candy. And he's very fond of the costumery. He favors cute over scary, and he makes his brother a costume every year. (He eventually starts making one for himself once he works through his self esteem issues.) Overall, though, he's a pass out candy and chill kind of guy.

Razz is a grump. He doesn't do Halloween, and is overall disgusted by the whole thing. (Some of this is self-directed frustration because he's got a sweet-tooth he resents, and he's always upset that Halloween marks the start of the holiday season, where sweets are too plentiful.) If he passes out anything (unlikely), it's apples.

Slim loves the whole idea, but he's not sure how to engage with it. He's too shy to spearhead anything himself, but he does want to participate. He's down for just about anything his friend group will get up to, though. I could fully see him finding a local ghost hunting group and engaging in the real scary shit, though--visiting graveyards, breaking into haunted houses, and conducting seances. This boy is delighted rather than scared by Halloween gore; if he wants a thrill, he needs something a bit more intense. (We'll assume ghosts are real in this 'verse--see Napstablook--but any that remained on the Surface after the war aren't like the ones that went Underground.)

Thank you for the fun asks!! ^_^ They really made my night.

[undertale-writing-times]

I saw a fairy s/o's ask and if it's possible, can you do it for the Nightmare's gang too? The ask was so cute-

They mean this one! https://undertale-writing-times.tumblr.com/post/666396452988354560/how-would-the-mafiafell-underswap-horrortale

Thank you for the ask :D

Nightmare- Ugh. Alright, you know what? Fine. You're his datemate, and at first you annoyed him, he'd admit to that. He met you on accident and he was really tempted to kill you but then you went and was able to get away and after that, he couldn't get his mind off you. You were an interesting creature to him, so sweet and innocent, and so kind. It made him sick. From what he knew, which was a lot, fairies were supposed to be evil creatures so why aren't you? After they end up getting together, he honestly kinda enjoys watching you get excited because of how cute your wings flapping is. More often than not he'll get stickers and give them to you, just to see you get excited and maybe some sugar water or milk or whatever else you want. The way you react to gifts make him feel... loved. Guess that's his love language! Also he guesses that you could borrow his workers for your dumb tea parties, but no dresses... unless he can get some pictures.

Error- You being a fairy, means that you have wings, and sometimes Error wants to mess with them. Mostly just trace his fingers over them to see how they twitch and flutter but he also doesn't want to touch you, so sometimes it's a hard thing for him to pick? He wants to learn more about fairies, so has been stealing books about them from places, like how fairies hate iron? Also they don't like people saying thank you, so he never thanks you for anything that you do just does things for you back. When he finally gets close enough to you to touch your wings, he'll play with them softly and watch as they twitch and flutter and it makes him feel... oddly happy? Even though the wings coated his fingers with weird sparkly stuff. Gross. Also he doesn't let you have bread or salt since for some reason fairies don't like it?! Why are you so weird? Ugh... whatever. If you want to play music or dance around his void, he won't stop you, but be careful with his puppets and stuff, he doesn't want them to get messed up.

Dusty- Oh man. He thinks that you're one of the cutest things in the world, and will do whatever he can to make sure that you're safe. If he's to be honest, he gets the fact that you don't really understand things? Mostly the human things, because he himself doesn't understand a lot of the things that humans do. Like Frisk. Why would they keep coming back to just kill himself and the rest of his friends, until he lost his mind but... whatever, this isn't about them. Frisk is dead and that's all that's needed. Now back to you! He loves it when you get excited and flap your little wings, he'll do whatever he can do to see that, because it makes him so happy and it seems like even Papyrus likes you! At first he tried to tell him to kill you, but after a while that went silent, which was shocking. Though if you ask him a question about humans that he has no idea about, he'll make up some bullshit idea so you wouldn't know that he doesn't know. He wants you to think he's smart! Please believe him.

Killer- The skeleton with liquid hate dripping from his eyes, being with a soft and cute fairy? Someone who acts like he isn't a threat to you at all? It makes him... unsure how to react to everything that you do. You're so sweet and well he isn't. Sometimes he thinks about cutting off your wings so you could never leave him but he doesn't do that, because he cares about you too much to ever really want to hurt you. If Nightmare tells him to kill you, he might even think twice and ask if he's sure... of course he would do it, because Nightmare is the one that he has to listen to but then he'd be sad about it, and rethink everything he's had to do because of Nightmare. Luckily that most likely won't happen! He enjoys seeing your wings fluttering and will often do things to make you happy just to see the glitter and sparkle of the sun through your wings. Please be happy with him, he just... he needs you to be happy, please.

[yinyanchan]

Off the Grid

This was a NSFW story I was making but lost interest in. Female Reader decides to go off grid away from humanity and goes to the “Haunted” Skeleton forest as it was declared public land but no one will go there after people and even search parties have disappeared. Has Classic, Underswap, Underfell, Swapfell, and Horrortale bros. I really liked readers first experience meeting a skeleton in this as it is a boistrous Black after he saves her from a raging river due to a storm. Classic Sans and Papyrus have been looking out for her but in the shadows as Reader sets up her home on their territory. Reader had never encountered a skeleton and had laughed off the idea that the place was haunted after living there a month. It might be something I come back to but until then I’m leaving the whole meeting under the cut... Be aware that this is slightly NSFW but I couldn’t resist publishing it as it pertains to Swapfell boys. Enjoy!

It took you forever to secure your campsite but you were more worried for the garden. It needed to be covered from the raging storm.

As you went to cross the stream, now a furious river, with your tarp... the current caught your leg in an awkward angle and down you went.

Regretting not having gotten around to making a bridge as you are swept downstream. Doing everything you can to survive as the water became white rapids from the excessive rain.

You were smacked awake. Jerking and shaking your head you were about to yell at whoever hit you... when before you was an average in height, but still taller than you, menacing skeleton. You were scared into a stupor as you watch its shark like teeth curl into a snarl. His black and red ensamble with matching eerie red eye lights locked right on you.

So... the skeleton forest had actual skeletons in it... guess those tall tales weren’t fiction afterall...

“HOW DARE YOU TRESPASS INTO MY TERRITORY HUMAN!!!” It screeched at you causing you to flinch.

Trembling from this spooky loud skeleton you try to take in your surroundings for a possible escape route.... and realize you are no where near the stream.

“Did...did you save me?” You ask curiously and the skeleton falters then seethes.

“I HAD TO FIND OUT WHY YOU’VE COME HERE! DID YOU COME ALONE, HUMAN?” He growls as you try to right yourself and stand up fully.

“...yes...” Honesty is the best policy right?

“WELL, THAT WAS STUPID OF YOU. I THE MALEVOLANT BLACK WILL SEE YOUR END!” He wrenches you up to him by the collar of your shirt.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t know I was trespassing! I-I...” You are cut off as he makes a weird face and takes a deeper whiff of you. A skeleton can smell things?

“FEMALE? ARE YOU FEMALE HUMAN?” He demands an answer.

“Yes.” Not knowing why it made a difference. Honestly you still feel like this is a dream or you died in the river and this was your limbo.

“I SEE... IT WAS YOUR INTENT TO FIND ME ALL ALONG!!!” He lets your shirt collar go and you stumble back a bit in confusion.

You were about to question when another taller skeleton approaches. Tall and lanky with a fur trimmed hoodie. He somehow had a gold fang for being a skeleton in the woods with no dentist, but the crack in his jaw above made you wonder if that was how his tooth fell out or if was the gold one being shoved in.

“Whatcha got m’lord?” He eyes you curiously then smirks with a hint of mischief.

“MUTT! BEHOLD! A FEMALE HAS MADE HER WAY TO FIND ME!” The shorter one puffs his chest out proudly.

“I have?” Still not sure what the hell this is you are experiencing... still kinda hoping you swallowed to much river water and this is just a dream.

“OBVIOUSLY!!! YOU’VE HEARED OF MY SUPERIOR VIRILITY AND HAVE COME SEARCHING FOR YOUR MATE!” Posing pridefully as you gaped at him speechless.

You look to the other one for some sense at what is going on.

“Of course m’lord.” He smirks

well...shit... WING IT

“You know... perhaps I may have gotten carried away... As superior as you truly are... I... I’d hate to bog you down if I wasn’t at least an equal match.” Maybe by putting yourself down it might convince him to just let you go and forget all about this mating nonsense.

“HMMM... A VALID POINT...” He frowns and eyes you with scrutiny... the other however... his grin is positively shit eating.

“But M’lord... She’s braved coming this far. Perhaps it is to be. Such an adoring fan of yours should at least be bred if not taken for a lifemate.” You could punch that asshole as the smaller one seems to perk up.

“YES! YOUR HARD JOURNEY SHALL NOT HAVE BEEN IN VAIN! I ACCEPT YOUR COURAGE AND BRAVERY TO COME TO ME FOR YOUR BREEDING SEASON!” Your eyes widen as he approves almost instantly.You needed to think fast

“I may have jumped the gun a little early though! It’s not my season to be looking for a proper mate... Alas!” If you can pull this off you were sure he’d let you go... He wouldn’t murder someone that he was interested in right?

“BUT YOU SMELL SO FERTILE...” Well that threw you as he gives you a confused look.

“M’lord, Perhaps your presence made her cycle jump forward. You glare at the smirking skeleton that adds a wink to further your ire.

“AH HA! SO EAGER TO BE BRED BY ME MY SWEET? SO MUCH SO YOUR OWN BODY DEFIES IT’S NATURE!” Now he’s just preening but now you are curious... he’s a skeleton... how the hell was that supposed to work?

“...Since we’re talking about it.. How does it work?” Dream or not this was boggling your mind.

“WHAT?” the shorter one cocks a brow bone.

“You know... you being a skeleton and all...” You try to hint but it seems its lost on him.

“THE BLAZES ARE YOU ON ABOUT?” He had no clue.

“Darlin’ a virgin?” Oh you were going to cause physical harm to this skeleton that was obviously enjoying every moment of this torment.

“OH! I DIDN’T THINK I’D HAVE TO EXPLAIN THE BASICS BUT I WILL FOR YOU MY DEAR. I WILL PUT MY PENIS INTO YOUR VAGINA. MY GIRTH WILL SPLIT YOU OPEN FOR DEEP PENETRATION. MY KNOT KEEPING US TIED IN ECTASY AS I FORCE MY SEED DEEP INTO YOUR WAITING WOMB. ONLY AFTER YOU CLAMP DOWN AND CLIMAX ON ME IN PURE EUPHORIA.” What started as a sex ed lecture turned into a sensual and explicit turn on as he leaned and purred the rest of the speech in your ear.

You are a blushing mess.

“Somethin’ wrong darlin’?” the bigger one chuckles.

“I’m scare-roused?” This was maddening. You’ve never had anyone come onto you so aggressively. Unfortunately you seemed to have liked it and now this skeleton has you flustered.

“OF COURSE THAT IS ONLY THE FINALE... THERE ARE OTHER THINGS I WISH TO DO TO YOU BEFORE THEN.” You see a deep red glow seep out his mouth in the form of a tongue.. then is sensually sweeps across his shark like teeth.

Okay so this is happening... your finding something out about yourself as you allow him closer and that tongue graces your neck along with a few nips.

Whimpering as he places those love bites on such sinful spots that make your knees weak.

Suddenly you are yanked away.

“THIS IS OUR HUMAN, BLACK. WE’VE BEEN WORRIED SICK LOOKING FOR HER WHEN WE SAW SHE HADN’T RETURNED FROM THE CLEARING.” A sweet smiling fangless mutt? No this one had more energy and very chipper than the lazy asshole that had been goading you.

He looked to be in some makeshift armor and a long red scarf. As he holds you close to him another smaller skeleton approaches... in a blue hoodie and basketball shorts... and fuzzy pink slippers...

At this point you had to question yourself if this was still a dream... but the more you think on it the exhaustion from having to fight for your life down a raging stream is making your body scream at you.

“NO SHE IS NOT! SHE SOUGHT ME!” Black raged.

“Well she’s been living in our neck of the woods pal. Not really seeking you if she’s been in one spot for several weeks.” The blue hooded one snarks at him.

“YES! SHE HAS THE MOST AMAZING PUZZLE BOOKS!” So that’s where they’ve been disappearing to.

“Not nice to cock block classic.” Mutt squared off with the shorter one.

“I’m just thankful Red wasn’t the one that found her.” the one dubbed as Classic so far sighs.

“Yep, she’d have been fucked conscious then unconscious.” Mutt shrugged and the one holding you shuddered with a horrified look on his skull.

“IS THAT LANGUAGE AND SUBJECT MATTER ABSOLUTELY NECESSARY!?” He exclaims

“SHE WAS CONSENTING TO BE BRED BY ME. I AM HER CHOSEN MATE!” Black is not about to let you go.

“More like between a rock and hard place there Black.” Classic growled making the other short one bristle.

“DO YOU WISH TO GO HOME?” The one holding you looks to you for what it is you want. You feel incredibly safe with him.

“Yes.” You simply answer feeling the weight of your exhaustion trying to pull you into the realm of sleep.

Black looks hurt at your response.

“It’s a lot to process Black but I will consider it. Just tired... you know... being dragged down a raging river... nearly dying?” He still looks a little preturbed that you didn’t want to stay with him.

“I SAVED YOU.” He states with a pout.

“You have my deepest thanks and here...” You pull out your still damp handkerchief to hand to him.

“You have my favor.” Black snatches it with a boost in his confidence.

“I shall treasure it my lady. My territory is open to you my future mate.” It should be a crime the way he looks at you.

END EXCERPT

[popatochisssp]

Series: Underswap Relationship(s): US!Sans/Reader

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You don’t have to guess, not for one second, what Sans’ costume is supposed to be.

The breeches, the high boots, waistcoat, the tricorn hat with a colorfully jaunty peacock feather sticking out of it…

“You’re a pirate, huh?”

“AYE,” he confirms with a wink. “JUST A BUCCANEER LOOKING TO GET HIS LAND-LEGS BACK IN ORDER, MAYBE CAROUSE A BIT ALONG THE WAY.”

Your eyes fall to the cutlass at his waist, surprisingly realistic-looking.

(Maybe not so surprising—Sans never did anything by halves.)

“Planning on doing any pillaging tonight, Mister Pirate?”

“SINK ME!” he exclaims, as if offended. “I HAVE NO SUCH FOUL INTENTIONS!”

Sans is so committed to the role, you love this.

“So you’re not on the hunt for booty?” you ask dubiously.

He smirks.

“AH, MY DARLING DEAR,” he says with a shake of his skull, tugging you up against his side. “YOU GIVE ME ALL THE BOOTY I CAN HANDLE.”

“Hahahaha, you bastard, are you saying I’ve got a fat ass?!”

“‘BOOTY’ IS ‘TREASURE,’ HUMAN OF MINE—AND YOU ARE THE GREATEST TREASURE OF MY LIFE.”

“Aww, baby…”

“YOUR ASS IS ONLY ONE PART OF ALL THE THINGS I LOVE ABOUT YOU!”

“…A little less sweet, that time, but I’ll take it!”

You head out with him, making your way to the Halloween party, but it’s not long before you have to ask.

“So, why a pirate?”

Sans just shrugs. “OH, I DON’T KNOW… SEEMED LIKE FUN?”

“Or,” your postulate, eyes sliding towards him knowingly, “a thinly-veiled excuse to be called ‘Captain’ all night?”

“I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU’RE INSINUATING,” Sans replies.

Which is a load of crap, but…

“Whatever you say, Captain.”

Sans couldn’t look any more smug if he tried.

-

Sans | Papyrus | US!Papyrus | UF!Sans | UF!Papyrus | SF!Sans | SF!Papyrus | HT!Sans | HT!Papyrus

[myownpersonaldemons]

Self-Tober Prompt 3

Costume

Underswap Sans/Self

“YOU’VE REACHED THE MAGNIFICENT SANS! SORRY I MISSED YOUR CALL BUT DON’T WORRY I WILL GET BACK TO YOU AS FAST AS MY BUSY LIFE CAN ALLOW!”

“Hey Sans! I’m throwing a Halloween party, if you and Paps wants to come. It’s the Saturday before Halloween, my place, starting at 6 PM. Oh yeah, and it’s a costume party, however, so you have to dress up! And you can tell your brother that he can wear those glasses with the fake nose as his costume if he wants.”

You hadn’t been surprised really that you had gotten his voicemail, he would’ve still been working at that point and he wasn’t allowed to be on his personal cell phone.

You got a call later that night from him, and you could perfectly envision him nearly vibrating with his excitement. A costume party at your place combined Sans’ favourite things; costumes, social events, and you. When you admitted that you, personally, hadn’t thought of what you wanted to be yet,  he gasped and when you followed it up with ‘I’ll probably swing by the costume store to pick something up’ he had told you not to because it was overpriced garbage and he knew exactly what to do!

You hadn’t been able to ask him what he meant by that as the phone call changed direction almost immediately and then you were saying goodnight.

When you phoned him the next day to try to pry it out of him, he didn’t return your call like he normally would. Your ‘bonefriend’ was punctual about stuff like that, unlike his brother who never listened to or replied to his voicemail. There was one time you phoned Papyrus asking if he could pick you up from work on his way back from work because your car broke down. So you had to walk back to your house in the rain because you couldn’t afford a tow-truck or the services (You didn’t...really blame him...especially since he felt so bad that he surprised you by fixing up your car for free.)

So...you sent him a text, even though he didn’t really like texting. Unless it was his normal ‘GOOD MORNING MY BEAUTIFUL DATEMATE, HOPE THE DAY IS AS MAGNIFICENT AS YOU!’ wake up text at 5:00 AM, and his 10:00 PM text of ‘GOODNIGHT MY LOVE, I HOPE YOUR DREAMS ARE AS KIND TO YOU AS YOU ARE TO ME.’

Still nothing.

You sent Paps a message, just in case, and you were just told that Sans had been coming home and locking himself in the basement until he went to bed. No idea what he was working on or anything. As it was a ‘SECRET!’

It soothed you a bit because at least Sans wasn’t injured, missing, or worse. However, the irritation did settle in when you hadn’t seen him in over a week and when he did message you it was short and sweet. Super sweet messages too. and you were setting up your house for Halloween.

Thankfully, you enjoyed Halloween decorating and it wasn’t too hard to do since most of your house already had that ‘creepy Victorian’ aesthetic, all you had to do was add mood lighting, fake cobwebs, and some tasteful skull and other Halloween friendly decorations. You put on some spook tunes as you flitted about your house, feeling the irritation fall from your shoulders as you switched out your normal throw blankets for Halloween themed ones.

Later in the day as you were bookmarking Halloween treats to bake, a rapid knocking on your front door startled you. You hated people showing up unannounced, and hated the sound of knocking even more. The only people who frequently visited you typically messaged you when they were going to be there, and then messaged you when they got there. No knocking required. But...you still got up and snuck to the front door making sure your footsteps were light and peered out the peephole.

Confusion brought your eyebrows together as you unlocked and opened your door. “Sans? What’re you doing here?”

“Did You Not Get My Texts?” he asked, genuinely surprised. “I Messaged You That I Was Coming An Hour Ago.”

You patted your pockets quickly, realizing that you didn’t actually have your phone on you. You couldn’t remember if it was by your computer or not...and you usually had it on silent because of your work. You shook your head, “Sorry, I have no clue where my phone is. I’ve been decorating for the party.”

Sans beamed at you, and you stepped aside and gestured for him to enter your home, which he does so eagerly. You noticed he was carrying something with him. A box that he was hiding behind his back. You eyed it curiously, “Whatcha got there?”

Another grin and he held out the box to you, “I MADE YOU A COSTUME!”

Your eyebrows flew up and your eyes flicked from the box up to his face. “You...made me a costume?”

Sans nodded happily, humming his confirmation. “YOU WERE GOING TO SPEND AN EXORBITANT AMOUNT FOR A CHEAPLY MADE COSTUME!”

You hesitated before accepting the box, “This probably cost you though...I’ve made costumes from scratch before and they’re not cheap.”

He scoffed, “I HAVE PLENTY OF FABRIC AND OTHER MATERIALS TO MAKE COSTUMES OR CLOTHING. HAVE YOU NOT BEEN IN THE BASEMENT YET?”

You shook your head, but with how neat and organized he was it made you want to. You’d cosplayed before and you normally made a complete mess of your own basement when you did make a costume. Sans probably had a place for everything and everything was in it’s place at all times.

“TRY IT ON! I WANT TO MAKE SURE I GOT THE PROPER SIZING. THAT’S WHY IT HASN’T BEEN LINED OR HEMMED, YET!” he said cheerfully as he gently took your shoulders and steered you towards your bedroom. He opened the door for you and waved you in. “I’LL WAIT IN THE LIVING ROOM FOR YOU!”

As you turned around to close the door, he stepped forward and pressed his teeth to your cheek with a loud ‘MWAH!’ before turning and striding back towards the living room. Your face flushed and you grinned shyly as you closed the door. That was always the cutest fucking thing when he did that.

Once you tried on the costume, you’d be more than willing to smooch him back.

So, you lifted the lid of the box. At first, you couldn’t tell what it is, just a pile of fabric. However, once you gently removed the fabric from inside, a grin stretched over your face.

You eagerly pulled it on, and opened your closet door to look at yourself through the mirror on the backside of it. It fit you pretty well, a bit too loose at the waist and a bit too tight at the bust, but otherwise, it looked great. You’d gained weight since you last dressed up like this, and for the first time, you felt comfortable trying something on.

You hurried out to show Sans, and he gasped happily when he saw you. “YOU KEEP SURPRISING ME! YOUR BEAUTY KNOWS NO LIMITS!”

A blush dusted your cheeks as you held out your arms slightly to show off the costume more. “Way to compliment your own work,” you teased. After all, you weren’t used to compliments and so you often deflected them with humour. Sans walked to your side, hands resting on your hips as he grinned at you.

“The Costume Is Just Fabric, But You Make Everything You Wear Look Like A Masterpiece,” he said, voice dropping slightly into it’s more natural deep baritone. You swallowed thickly and glanced away in embarrassment.

“Noooo, I don’t,” you denied shyly, and his hands slid around to your back and then he slowly pulled you flush to him.

“You’re Even Cuter When You Blush,” he teased, pressing a kiss to your lips. You made an embarrassed, but happy, noise and then he pulled back. “I’M HAPPY I GOT MOST OF THE MEASUREMENTS RIGHT! I’LL GET IT ALL FIXED UP BEFORE THE PARTY!”

You kissed him back, “Thanks, Sans. This is amazing. You’re amazing.”

His grin slightly fell. That made your grin fall as well, and you reached up to cup his bony cheek. “What’s wrong?”

“I’m Not Amazing!” he said, frowning, “I Got So Excited About Your Party That I Have Not Been The Best Datemate. I’m Sorry For Neglecting You!”

You instantly felt a bit anxious; did you make him think you were upset with him? You had been but...you didn’t want him to feel bad about it. You gave him a chaste kiss, before saying, “Ah...no it was only a week...you don’t gotta apolo-“

Sans instantly pulled you into a tight hug, “I DO NEED TO APOLOGIZE. YOU DESERVE BETTER THAN HOW I IGNORED YOU FOR THE PAST WEEK.”

“It’s okay,” you tried, patting his back.

He leaned away to look you in the eyes, “IT’S NOT OKAY???”

You flushed slightly, “Uh...I mean- I...okay?”

A look of realization washed over his face and it softened from the confusion, and he gave you a gentle kiss. “You’re Allowed To Be Upset With Me, You Know....But Please Tell Me? Open Communication Is Key For A Healthy Relationship. Even If I Figured It Out Myself Based On Your Messages It’s Not Fair To Me But Especially You To Bottle Up Your Emotions.”

You stared at him in guilty surprise, before dropping your gaze. “You’re right...I’m so-“

“Nope! No Apologises Allowed! Instead, Tell Me How You Felt,” he said, tightening his grip on you slightly. Your mouth opened and closed as you tried to get yourself to say something but it felt like it was stuck in your throat. You didn’t want to upset him...but he was telling you that he wanted to know.

So...“I...felt lonely,” you admitted softly, keeping your gaze on your hand resting against his cheek. “I don’t know why either because I’m okay with other people taking a while to get back to me...but when it was you not responding like you normally did...”

When you didn’t speak for a while, he pressed the softest kiss to your mouth, “I Am Sorry I Made You Feel That Way. I Didn’t Mean To But That’s No Excuse. I’ll Do Better For You.”

You pulled him into a tight hug, burying your face against his shoulder. You felt tears prickling at the corner of your eyes and you snuffled trying to keep them at bay. A moment went by where neither of you said anything or moved, just held each other. Then, finally, you pulled back and wiped at your face with the back of your hand.

“Thanks, Sans,” you murmured, “I love you.”

“I LOVE YOU TOO,” he said, before littering your face with kisses until you were giggling. “I Get That It’ll Take Some Time For You To Get Comfortable With That. But For Now? LET’S GET YOU INTO SOMETHING MORE COMFORTABLE!”

You tilted your head curiously before you were scooped up bridal style. You let out an undignified squawk and clung to his shoulders. However, your temporary fear of being carried was replaced as you giggled. He gave you a wide grin before he raced towards your bedroom, sliding to a halt before your bed and then gently tossing you onto it so you bounced. You giggled again as he picked the box from the bed and placed it neatly onto your bedside table.

“Now Lets Get You Out Of That Costume? Shall We?” he said, and you reached up, grasping his jacket and pulling him down to you.

[whatislv]

Post ten any amount characters you’d like to roleplay as, have roleplayed as, and might bring back. Then tag ten people to do the same.

CURRENTLY ROLEPLAYING:

whatislv; (you are here!) my undertale SANS muse. but if you're here, you probably know all about him! and some others off-site, but none so definitively as lv. he takes the cake! (and eats it, too.)

HAVE ROLEPLAYED AS (IN NO PARTICULAR ORDER):

oh boy. this'll be an experience. are you ready? here goes.

unholyconcessions, my underfell sans with a sweet voice and a sick underbite. he's my idiot thug-looking son and i love him dearly. affectionately dubbed "hopper" because his voice comes dangerously close to sounding like a mix between a younger kevin spacey (who voiced HOPPER in a bugs life) and james woods (think along the lines of his role as hades in hercules.)

huge6s, affectionately dubbed "sixes" from a mixup in how his url gets read. (a huge 6S... like the phone? ... no? my puns are flawless, how dare you.) he's an underfell mettaton with more sass than he can hold in his physical form. so he takes it out on everyone else instead! ❤️ charming.

Eridan Ampora, (Dead) Karkat Vantas, Cobalt-blooded Karkat Vantas, Hemoflip Cronus Ampora (violet bloods were one of the lowest on the caste!), Aradia Megido, Gamzee Makara, Kurloz Makara, Vriska Serket, Feferi Peixes, Nepeta Leijon, Her Imperious Condescension, Davesprite, Dirk Strider, Lil' Hal, (Troll) Dirk Strider, (Swap, Pink) Dirk Lalonde, and (Beforan Ancestor) Eridan Ampora all from HOMESTUCK. i don't even think that's all of them...

Vivaldi, a demon OC directly resulting from a poor attempt but excellent ideas from the Beforan Eridan OC. i won't try to explain, but trust me; he's kinda neat. very... political.

HAL9000 from 2001: A SPACE ODYSSEY. very brief, but very fun! i love my supercomputer son.

The Judge/Pablo, a Zacharie who has abandoned his game file due to lack of use, and The Batter, from OFF.

Sakutaro Morishige, from CORPSE PARTY. not a lot to say there lmao

Shuu Iwamine/Isa Souma, Yuuya Sakazaki, and Ryouta Kawara, from HATOFUL BOYFRIEND.

Naruto Uzumaki, and you fuckers know exactly where from. heck

Papyrus, (Underfell, Hopper's brother) Papyrus, (Underswap, direct alt of Lv) Sans, Flowey, Asriel Dreemurr, Alphys, and (Underfell, counterpart to Sixes) Alphys, all of course hinging on Undertale! phew.

MIGHT BRING BACK;

hopper of course! and sixes is coming DANGEROUSLY CLOSE to coming back. i also wouldn't mind bringing my dead karkat or my cobalt karkat back, as they had very enjoyable blogs and the homestuck community still feels very comfortable to me! (no thanks to A FEW SPECIFIC INDIVIDUALS...) shuu iwamine is also a fantastic and fun muse, if a bit unsettling. never had a blog, but my goodness. imagine. zacharie i literally always lowkey have a little bit of muse for. he's a... special case in many ways.

LIKE TO ROLEPLAY ONE DAY;

W.D. Gaster, Muffet, Toriel Dreemurr, and Asgore Dreemurr from Undertale! naturally. Finn, Sebastian Michaelis, The Undertaker, Ciel Phantomhive, and Snake from Black Butler. An as of yet undeveloped Hunter-class Exo from Destiny. (ssshhh... ssh. i have a Need for gunslingers in my life.) and likely to be many others! i have, as you've probably noticed, 0 chill. im so... so sorry.

Tagged by: nobody! just wanted to Go For It(tm) Tagging: Anyone that wants to do the thing and will tag me back bECAUSE I WANNA SEE....

[popatochisssp]

For the love everything, please, if you have the time and the inspiration, do the proposal thing for the Papyri. Please please please and thank you for everything ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ *disappears in a cloud of glitter*

Papyrus (Undertale): Very, very torn about it– every bone in his body is screaming to do a very public, over the top, surprise proposal, but everything he’s read about it says to not do that? He gets it, it’s unkind to put that much social pressure on your partner unless you’ve already talked about it first, but stars above, just thinking about all the attention and cheers from friends and family makes him waver. In the end, he’ll err on the side of caution and have a very boring and frank discussion with his s/o about getting married and if it’s something they’d agree to. If they say yes, he’s happy, but…still a little disappointed by the missed opportunity. ………Until his s/o surprises him with some sort of proposal shortly afterward, with everyone they know and loud party horns and raining confetti, the works! He’s…he’s not crying, there’s just…something in his eye-socket!

Paps (Underswap Papyrus): Much more low-key, he’s not the type to make a big deal out of it and he won’t. It’ll be a very understated little surprise for his s/o, stumbling across the ring box in a spot they were bound to find it, like in a drawer they need something out of or snuck into their pocket when they weren’t looking. Whenever they find it, he’ll somehow be right there and come up behind them for a hug and a casual, “so, how about it?” He plays it cool but if his s/o says yes, he’s got a lot of relieved, nervous energy to spend on them with as many kisses and cuddles as they can handle.

Pyre (Underfell Papyrus): Has a lot of very well-thought out ideas and plans, but there’s just so many moving pieces in all of them that it’s pretty much impossible to pull off perfectly and he’ll abort the whole thing when he spots even the slightest flaw. The roses are two hues off of what he wanted, or the restaurant is out of his s/o’s usual favorite and they had to order their second favorite?! No, no, no, this will never do! Proposal canceled, it’s just a normal date now! He’s gonna need some help actually pulling this off and it comes from somebody who’s been watching all these almost-proposals for way too long and gotten annoyed with it. Pyre has no idea how the ring ended up in his s/o’s glass and was too mortified to even suspect at first that a shortcut may have been involved. If his s/o interrupts his sputtered apologies and confusion with a yes, he’s so busy cackling and hugging his soon-to-be-spouse that he won’t even be that mad at his brother when he figures it out.

Rus (Swapfell Papyrus): His proposal isn’t really intentional, or even fully articulated. It’s something that his s/o is going to have to take charge on because he’s so happy with whatever he already has with his s/o that he’s definitely too scared to press his luck and try to ask for that much more out of them. The closest he’ll come to asking is wistful comments that could be easily taken as a regular sweet nothing– ‘i wish it could always be like this,’ ‘i don’t wanna be with anyone else,’ ‘i wanna stay with you forever.’ His s/o could take him up on any one of those with a proposal of their own and he’d agree in a heartbeat…and then his s/o just has to solve the problem of how to go about their life with him physically latched onto them because it doesn’t seem like he’s going to let go anytime soon.

Papy (Horrortale Papyrus): Oh boy, he’s very ready to propose and gets a lovely, intimate dinner together with his s/o. He knows what he’s going to say, he has the ring in his pocket, he’s prepared! …And then it…all kinda falls apart right before he asks because he starts to get nervous. Not cold feet, he still very much wants to propose to his s/o, but he can’t seem to stop his soul from shivering and he’s fidgeting and starting to sweat and just…! Really working himself up over this, stars, it was not supposed to be this hard! His s/o is probably going to notice his anxiousness and ask if something’s wrong, which will push him to make his move. He’ll stick to his plan and his little speech and everything, just…a little more fast-tracked than he may have intended and hope for the best. If his s/o says yes, he’s not sure which he’s feeling more: the relief or the excitement.