#fellswap gold papyrus x reader

[canvas-madness-txc]

CAUTION: Love Ahead

{Fellswap Gold Papyrus X Reader}

"People fall in love without a reason, without even wanting to. You can't predict it. That's love."

That is what the man behind the door had told him. Papyrus thought about those words. The more he thought, the more he despised what his SOUL made him feel. It's not like he was incapable of love. No, quite the opposite actually.

It was the Underground that was incapable of love. It was "Oppress or be oppressed" down here. Pacifist is Genocide. MERCY is FIGHT.

Love is Hate

He could not love. How could he in a place that will jail those who voice different opinions? Whatever becomes of those defiant people is never good. As much as he would like to confess, he couldn't bring himself to do it.

So he had locked himself in his room; supplied with only coffee, cream cans, black bread, angst superhero comics, his notepad and pencils.

Meanwhile, you sat in the kitchen as Sans was cooking Farfalle. You sat with your own thoughts. Thoughts of what will become of Temmie and yourself when you leave SNOWDIN. Thoughts of Asgore, who still waited in the RUINS, after losing you, as he lost every human he has encountered. Thoughts of the skeleton brothers. Sans had granted you mercy privately after nearly killing you and locking you in a shed. He had only done so because of your consistent pacifism and since Papyrus had grown fond of you. It took a long time, including Sans giving you a side- eye. He extremely was protective of his brother. You snapped back out of your thoughts when Sans had placed food in front of you. You began picking at it, as your thoughts wouldn't leave you alone. Specifically, those about Papyrus. Although, he never spoke, he did communicate with others through writing on a notepad. Still the silence worried you.

"Papyrus had been in his room for a long time," you said, trying to make it seem normal. You looked up and noticed Sans cross his arms in thought.

"yes. i know and it's making me worried." You both stayed silent for a few minutes.

"You otay," Temmie asked.

"Yeah I'm fine."

"Tem does not belive hooman." You turned to your companion. Smiling slowly, you reassured them that you were fine. Sans left to do something else and you took a few bites of your food. It wasn't enough to block out your own worry. Eventually, you decided to see for yourself if Papyrus was okay. Climbing the stairs, you felt strange feelings in your SOUL. Trying to brush it off, you knocked on the door.

"Hey Papyrus. You okay in there," you asked. Sitting by the door, you heard the faint sound of pencil scratches. A note slipped through the door.

YEAH

"You haven't come out in a while. Is something bothering you?"

NO

You both sat in silence for a while. Then, another note slipped through the door.

DO YOU KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT LOVE?

You turned your head to the door. A strange question. A very strange question. Still, you told him what you knew.

You were met with silence.

"Why do you ask?" He slid another note.

JUST CURIOUS

"Okay," you replied. Silence again. A faint voice spoke in your head.

*You feel as if he is lying.

You lowered your eyes to the floor. They were right. That is what you felt. The voice pushed you to ask him. You couldn't. As worried as you were, something stopped you.

He probably wants to be left alone, you thought. Slowly, you get up and began to step away from Papyrus's room. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw him slip another note. Bending down, you picked up the note.

HUMAN, I HAVE BEGUN TO FEEL STRANGE THINGS AROUND YOU.I THINK I LOVE LIKE YOU.

Your face got warm.

"You like me?" He slipped another note.

THE TRUTH IS THAT I'VE ALWAYS LOVED YOU. I JUST DIDNT REALIZE IT UNTIL NOW.

You stared at the door, processing the notes in your hand. The door began to open and Papyrus was standing in the doorway.

His notepad was open to a page that he faced towards you. On that page he had a quick sketch.

*It's you!

There was a note next to the sketch.

DATE?

Everything began falling into place. The feelings in your SOUL. There were not merely concern, worry or even LV.

It was love.

You agreed. Papyrus was taken by surprise and ran off to prepare. You wondered what surprises that could entail. Still, it would be a pleasant surprise.

Including the possibility of love.

[thefrolickingfrizz]

Bound to love new capter

hey! the new chapter of bound to love is out. you can find it here:

[marigoldsandbuttercups]

(I'm not sure if you've answered an ask similar to this previously but)

What is the FSG boys "type" when looking for an S/O? And what changes with the boys personalities whenever they start developing feelings, like going from a "friend" to a "crush" to an S/O?

(Don't think I have, friend, you're in luck!)

A friend? Oh no, that's my crush :)

Wine (FSG Sans): His ideal type is a little,,,, difficult to point out. He's never really taken the opportunity to mull over it like others do as he was always focused on his job, on his life mainly when he was in the underground. It takes him a bit to really decide what is his "type". But once he does, it's not all that surprising.

Or is it?

Wine would fancy someone who knows how to hold their own, someone who's got a little spunk and is very witty. He'd also like someone who's very sure of what they're doing and level headed, but it's not a deal-breaker for him if you're someone who's a bit more shy and mousy, he finds it all alluring once you've completely and utterly charmed him. How to do that is a whole other ball game, however.

There's a way to figure out if Wine sees you as a friend or as a "friend" is the way he talks about you to others (mostly Coffee, though, he knows ALLL the tea) so if Wine let's you hang around his younger brother without him being there, you're definitely in his good books. With his close friends, Wine likes to treat them with nice things, or would take them along with him for whatever he's got planned that day. You also will see that he's more talkative, even if he can be rather sassy sometimes.

When he's got feelings for you, man, it's like Cupid struck him hard. He'd start to call you the sweetest nicknames, and although his face doesn't reveal much, his voice sounds just a tad softer when he calls out to you, that little bit of gentleness reserved for you and only you. He'd be more inclined to give you gifts that you can actually use or store away as he hopes you will always remember him when you look at it.

Coffee (FSG Papyrus): Doesn't have much of a type, honestly. If you asked him, he'd probably list out the most basic things in people (Nice, sweet, etc, etc). It's not that he doesn't care or doesn't find anyone attractive. Rather, his priority is never love or being in a relationship but it's not hard to have him fall for you, quality time is the way to go with him, honestly.

He doesn't change all that much when he's around a friend, perhaps a bit more relaxed rather than his usual, closed off self. But give him a bit of time (and the right topic) and you'll see that shell of his start to break and go on long spiels of what type of music he likes and the process of creating music and the tools in excruciating detail. You also will notice that he likes to send you random pictures throughout the day or message you at the quiet hours of the night.

And if you listen closely enough, maybe, you can even hear him laugh at the horrid pun you just made.

If he's got feelings for you, the first thing you'll notice just how quick he is to tense up around you. It's like you're sent back to square one, really. Perhaps it's not all that bad when you begin to spot little letters left for you, and it starts out fairly innocent, mundane compliments that soon get a little more braver and more specific, stuff like how much he likes being around you, or how you have a really nice laugh, it makes him feel.. Good to hear it.

He's not the most obvious but he certainly tries as he does value the friendship you guys have and the main thing is that it's because of you, as long you're around, that's what makes him happy.

[jjjuuh-writes]

Ao3 fanfictions

Here is a gathered list of all fanfictions with links and warnings:

No Way Out TW! Child abuse, starvation, neglect, medical procedures, violense Reader x everyone(?) - Reader falls into the world of Underfell as a child and grows up with the two brothers until a sudden force drags them into a new alternate universe.

Puppy Love TW! Kidnapping, noncon, violence, broken bones, amputation, force feeding, yandere, dehumanization Reader x Yandere!Fellswap Gold Papyrus - Reader is kidnapped by Yandere!Coffee.

Inside The Batcave TW! Anal, smut, knotting Undertale Papyrus x Underfell Papyrus (EdgePuff) - Papyrus and Edge have a movie night.

Family Day TW! Speciesism, mpreg, mafia, difficulties with pregnancy, threatening, homophobia Mafiafell Papyrus x Horrortale Papyrus - The family of three spend the day together, enjoying their time despite some unfortunate events.

The Help TW! FDIA, non-consensual drug use, medical treatments, needles, puking Underswap Papyrus x Reader - Stretch needs to feel needed.

Conversion Therapy TW! Homophobia, dubcon, smut, blowjob Underfell Papyrus x Swapfell Papyrus - Father Money fucks Edge straight.

I will edit this as I go, but this is what I have atm :3

(lots of papyly oneshots)

[byuteablanc]

One Human and a Whole Lotta Bones! | Skeleharem x Gender Neutral Reader

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I hope you enjoy this! If you need to find the beginning or any chapter, refer to the links at the bottom of the post!

And if you prefer to read on AO3, click on this!

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Chapter Two: Hand Soap

Your hands were covered in coffee grounds. Of course Sans just “had to go to work” and he “was almost late” and couldn’t spare a single minute to clean up after he knocked over the container of specialty South American coffee grounds.

You made a mental note to get him back later, maybe put the coffee grounds in his slippers? Maybe in his bed? Maybe in his skull while he was sleeping? Decisions, decisions…

As you fantasized your revenge, your hands were busy with cleaning the mess. To even more detriment, these skeletons did not own not one broom in their whole house. And when you asked Sans where the broom was so that you could sweep, he asked “what’s a broom?”. So you had to get on your knees and scoop of the small mountain of coffee grounds. You didn’t know how these skeletons survived.

Your hands, now considerably dirty, needed to be cleaned. You got up and turned to the kitchen sink to clean them, only to find the soap diluted with water. You sighed, trying to make the best of it, but it was so diluted that the coffee just got watery and combined when you tried to wash it off.

Now frustrated, you decided to walk past the foyer and up the stairs to the nearest bathroom. This bathroom was shared by Edge, Stretch, and Blue, it also had diluted soap. You would think that Edge in particular would have better standards of soap to wash his hands with.

Continuing to the next bathroom, which was shared by you, Cinnabar, and Russ. There was a similar issue. You remembered that the soap was a little low this morning, Russ and Cinnabar were going to answer for their crimes as soon as they came home.

Traversing the hallway to the third-nearest bathroom which was Sans’, you would’ve usually been hesitant to enter someone’s room without their permission, but right now you were so frustrated and coffee-handed that you could care less. Despite your frustration, the same problem occurred in Sans’ bathroom. “This is ridiculous…” you muttered to yourself.

It wasn’t your first time encountering this issue. But when you’d walk about the house to another bathroom, at least the second one you went to had pure, non-ninety-percent-water hand soap.

Your last hope was Papyrus and the basement, and you had hoped with all your little human soul that Papyrus would be your salvation. That Papyrus would be the one to save you from this coffee-grounds-on-hands nightmare. You reached his bathroom and the same lack of real soap was found.

You were considering up wiping your hands on Sans’ bed sheets.

With just a sliver of PATIENCE left in you, you decided to go all the way down the stairs to the basement bathroom. You found the same problem.

You took a deep inhale, decidedly fed up with this whole ordeal.

“mornin’, sweetheart”

“Red, get your coat. We’re going to the store to buy hand soap,” you thought for a moment, “also a broom.”

“what the hell is a broom?”

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Coffee grounds still on your hands, you were on a mission. Eyes narrowed, hands on the wheel, you took Red in your car and to the store. Red thought the whole situation was hilarious and started laughing as soon as you told him, and continued to laugh until now.

“oh! oh it hurts! hahahah!” He had your passenger seat laid back to accommodate for him. You silently noted just how large he was, which wasn’t a bad thing, just interesting. You didn’t know how a skeleton could be “large”.

“I’m glad someone is getting a kick out of this.” You remarked, rolling your eyes.

“hey doll, at least you have free car freshener after this!” he laughed, holding a hand to his would-be-stomach in pain.

“Maybe you should get car freshener? Yours always smells like mustard.” you shivered in the memory. You and Red arrived home at the same time one evening and when he opened his door to speak to you, you got punched in the face with the smell of the mentioned tangy yellow paste. It was so potent that it threw you back a little like how a small tidal wave would.

“i would want nothin’ better than to be surrounded by golden delicious,” he recalled fondly, getting a dreamy look to him. This seemed to knock him out of his laughing spell however, which you were grateful for.

Face contorting into a look of disgust, “You have odd tastes.”

“don’t knock it tell ya’ try it, doll. you might just find yourself in love.”

“Over my dead body.”

“don’ threaten me with a good time.”

You shot him a look of surprise mixed with excuse-me-what-the-fuck-did-you-just-say. Acutely noticing your rage, his lackadaisical smile turned nervous. “s-sorry sweetheart! i didn’ mean it! h-honest!” he had his hands up in defense.

Satisfied with his apology, you turned your attention back to the road. After this, a somewhat thick tension began to settle between the two of you. You ignored it, not caring about the lack of talking. It allowed you to focus on the road better anyways.

“soooo, what’s school like?” he muttered, trying to ease the tension.

“Tiring at times, but otherwise it’s educational I guess? It’s just learning so that I have better opportunities, not much to it.” You shrugged, getting closer and closer to your destination.

From your peripheral vision, it looked like he furrowed his brows. “well, ain’t it fun at least? i would think school was interactive and entertainin’, what otha’ way would there be ta’ learn?”

Did he not experience school before? “Much of the opposite, especially in graduate school. Maybe it’s fun in elementary, but after that stage, learning becomes more and more tedious.”

You took a glance to his face, he was frowning, usual smile now crooked. “that sounds awful…”

You shrugged. “It is what it is. I mean, have you ever experienced school before?”

“no”

Your eyes widened in surprise, turning to him just slightly. “So you don’t have an education? Like not even kindergarten?”

“first of all, i do “have an education”. like i know pemdas and how to read and whatnot. second of all, what the hell is “kindergarten”?” he stated sassily, enunciating the “r” in kindergarten for emphasis. He might’ve even sounded a little offended.

“Kindergarten is the first stage of systematic schooling young kids go through, well that’s if you don’t count preschool. Did monsters not have a school system for their society?” you raised a brow. Your knowledge on the underground was incredibly sparse, forged on small snippets on what Cinnabar already told you that you just happened to remember. You usually didn’t like to ask about it, because the underground seemed to be not so great for any of your roommates to discuss openly.

“well, uh, we didn’… i mean we… everything that we uhh…” his eyelights got darker and darker.

Well now you felt bad.

“Sorry for asking, just disregard what I said.” You waved to him, attempting to soothe the tension and absolve your guilt.

Here comes that familiar tension. You exhaled in result. You noticed that with Fell and Edge in particular, that whenever the Underground came up they quickly became tense. You were somewhat concerned, always wanting to ask what was wrong. But since you weren’t close, you always defaulted to an apology and running away to leave them alone. Only now, you were stuck right in this small confined metal space on wheels.

“It would seem like we’re here!” You said quickly, thanking the universe that you had something to say. Your announcement also knocked Fell out of his trance and within a blink of an eye, his light returned to his eyes.

“now i’ll finally see what a broom is,” he chuckled, acting as if he wasn’t just a little rattled.

“You’re probably going to be disappointed in the results honestly. It’s not too interesting.”

“oh doll, any dumb human shit is interesting to me.”

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“you were right this is borin’.”

You stood before the mighty cyan broom with white bristles, hung up against the white peg board. You were in the housekeeping section of the store. You had now wished you double checked what these skeletons also didn’t have before you came here.

You chuckled. “I told you so.”

“i mean, humans got to live on the surface for years and some loser created somethin’ that’s only used to sweep stuff up? you all couldn’t think of anythin’ else?” He asked, disappointed.

You shrugged for like the third time today. “Humans are practical, not at all fun like you guys.”

“well that’s fa true!”

You slowly furrowed your brows, turning before him. “‘well that’s for true’?” You repeated back to him, amused.

Red seemed confused. “yea, what about it?”

“And you say you have an education.”

Now it was his turn to give you a glare.

“Sorry! I didn’t mean it!”

He sighed, taking the broom from where it was hanging. “What’s next on our list, scholar?”

Jeez this not being educated thing really seemed to strike a chord. “We need hand soap as you might recall.” You showed your hands for emphasis, which were still covered in coffee grounds.

“heheheheh yeah.” he giggled.

You continued on your journey to obtain the gilded hand soap, Red in tow, definitely debating whether or not to poke you with the head of the broom.

You looked all around the store to any section otherwise applicable to where hand soap might be and you couldn’t find any. This was your worst nightmare. Red seemed to enjoy your misery, but was not happy with all the walking you two were doing all over the store.

You ended up approaching an employee about it. They were a small monster that looked like cat or a dog, either was fair game honestly. They had white fur, and were wearing a yellow and light blue striped shirt with a little green vest that has their name tag. ‘*Temmie*,’ you read, ‘*Interesting name*.’

“Hello, Temmie is it? Where might the hand soap be?”

“Hoi! I am TEMMIE! I wok heRe! yayA!”

You heard Red snickering behind you, more at your situation than the store employee.

“Wonderful, but do you know where the hand soap is?” You asked again, trying to be polite.

“buy temmie flakes! me went to cooleg for sails!”

You frowned just a smidge. Red was shaking with how much he was containing his laughter.

“Hey, Mx. ! I can help you!” Said a voice.

Finally someone helpful!

You turned behind you to see another little dog or cat creature thing. Their green vest read “Bob”.

“Sorry about my colleague, you were requesting hand soap correct?” You nodded. “I see you’re in the home goods section. Did you look in the sanitization section?” You nodded again. “The kids section?” You nodded again. “Even the utilities section?” You felt like your head might pop off with how much you were nodding.

“Oh great Asgore! I‘ll look in the back and see if we have any.” Bob said, quickly turning a corner to go look.

Red was smiling. “the day can’t get easier for you huh, doll?” You simply sighed in reply, hunching over in hopefully-short-lived defeat. “you sure have a latte on your plate.”

You giggled a little at that. This situation was too stupid not to. Red seemed to beam at this a little, becoming considerably more perky in demeanor. “i mean, if i was in your situation, i would’ve bean home and given up by now.”

Your giggling turned to chuckles. He continued gleefully. “i would be a little depresso if i was you right now.”

You began to laugh out loud, surprising Red and making him laugh too. You could see through squinted eyes a small dusty red blush form on his cheeks.

After a moment of laughing, your energy died down. You looked at him, giving him eye contact. “Thank you Red, I appreciated that.”

His face suddenly bursted with red, but then quickly faded as he looked away from you. “n-no problem, sweetheart! anytime! if you ever need a couple of laughs, i’m the funniest monster around.”

You looked at him with mock skepticism. “Now don’t sell yourself too long, Red.”

He began to wear an expression of mock offense. “what? i make ya feel better and that’s how ya do me? you might as well rip my SOUL to pieces, doll.”

You giggled at his silliness, putting a hand up to your mouth. You then heard foot steps coming your way, it was Bob!

“Sorry, but we don’t have any hand soap in the back. And I made sure I looked, we are out out.”

You sighed, shoulders falling. “I appreciate you looking, thank you for helping me.”

Admitting defeat, you take Red to the self checking aisle to purchase your broom.

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Now back home, hands stiffened by dried sticky coffee grounds, you sat in the den. Red went somewhere, probably to his room. You were alone.

Until Cinnabar came in and saw you.

“You’re home early.” You remarked.

“And You Have Coffee Grounds On Your Hands… Why?” He replied, raising a brow.

You sighed, being reminded of your predicament. “The house doesn’t have any hand soap for me to use to wash it off, and when I went to go buy some with Red, the store had run out.”

“Ahhh…” He hummed in response, brows furrowed for just a moment in something other than thought. “Did You Look In Our Supply Closet?”

You didn’t know they had one of those. “You guys have a supply closet?”

He playfully rolled his eyes, putting a hand on his hip. “C’mon Y/n, We’re Not Savages!”

Well until today, two of them had no idea what a broom was so you wouldn't put savage past them.

Decidedly leaving that detail out, you raise your eyebrow in skepticism. Cinnabar sighs and softly grabs your wrist, deliberately avoiding your hands, taking you to the supply closet close to the kitchen.

You could cry right then and there. There was hand soap! Finally you could wash your crusty hands and finally go back to your soft, supple skin! “Thank you so much Cinnabar!” You take a bottle of soap and run to the kitchen sink.

“No Problem Dearest!” He yells to you as you ran, giggling at your enthusiasm.

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[skeletonlvr22]

to see the mess you've made - Chapter 10 - Something Good

When Coffee was small, still in stripes with his thumb in his mouth, he would get the overwhelming urge to run away. He can't recall why, really. Despite knowing the rules that his mother had given him, one day, he ran. His brother ended up finding him an hour later, sobbing silently as he wandered, lost, in the snowy woods surrounding Snowdin. Wine, barely a teenager at the time, had dragged him back home.

The feeling never dissipated, though. If anything, it worsened. And growing up underground, there isn't really anywhere to run, anyway.

On the day of his mother's remembrance ceremony, when he was 10, the itch got worse. Yet, he didn't run and let it simmer as he stood, empty, next to his brother, staring down at the urn.

Over the next few hundred years, as Coffee grew older, the itch never went away. When the resets started, the itch got unbearable. Yet, with nowhere to run, stuck in that damned cave, he remained.

Then, he and his brother were sucked into a different universe. A kinder universe. One where Wine wasn't Captain, Coffee wasn't a soldier, and the sun was in the sky. And with the sun hung freely in the sky, Coffee suddenly had everywhere to run.

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Or: Coffee acquires a bus, a brochure, and a reason to leave Ebott so, naturally, he does. Maybe he'll find something more beyond cavern walls, universal mishaps, and his brother's suffocating reach.

[derangedanomaly]

Undertale,fellswap gold, swapfell, and horrortale papyrus x BLACK! Medusa! Reader? Not much just a chaotic snake girl.

UNDERTALE AUS X BLACK!MEDUSA READER

(Classic, BlackBerry [Berry], Caramel [Horror tale Papyrus])

CLASSIC: (setting- after freeing the monsters)

He was always interested in you the moment he saw you wandering alone in the mountains, wearing a hood on your head.

Why was he even there? It was a family trip, everyone went to go hiking to the mountains. Of course he was cheating and teleported to the destination 😂✋

Anyways, right after he saw you, he carefully approached you..this got you very wary.

Long story short, you tripped and the hood on your head slipped, revealing your snake covered hair...

You both had VERY different reactions. Sans looked amazed, and his cheeks tinted slightly blue, while you looked at him afraid.

You were worried he'll turn into stone, so you tried to pull the hood over your head once more, but his skeleton hands stopped you, taking you by surprise.

You both just stared at the other. "... What's wrong? Why're you trying to hide who you are??" "I'm a Medusa! People who look at me turn into stone!" You quickly darted your eyes away from his gaze. "But I'm still here...am I not?"

He's a skeleton. Your curse doesn't affect him, since he only has eye sockets. 😂

After this, Sans visited you almost every day. He was so sweet, he doesn't want to leave you alone in the mountains.

Your negativity towards yourself is really nagging him. He thinks you're gorgeous! What do you mean you hate your 'hair'?

Constantly hyping you up! He just wants to be there for you girly 😉

He loves the snakes! They're always happy to see him ^^

Sans is a little lovesick when it comes to you, you're just so amazing to him!

When you two get together, he thinks he's the luckiest skeleton in the world! Literally no one can ruin this for him! (Except the resets 😢)

You're just happy to finally be able to talk to someone without the fear of turning them into stone.

BERRY:

"What in the fish sticks is happening?? WHO ARE YOU?!" You flinched when you heard his voice. He sounded so demanding...

You and his brother, Papyrus, were standing on his doorstep, chatting. He couldn't help but grumble at the sight. What gives you the right to stand on HIS own doorstep, not properly talking to him?? Like.. what's up with the hood over your head?

So...Berry doesn't have much knowledge of "privacy"... So what is the second thing he does after yelling at you?? Yup. Pulling your hood down. Revealing your snake covered head, resembling hair.

You screeched loudly, desperately trying to cover your head, before any of the two turn into stone.

While trying to get a hold of your hood, which was still in Berry's hold, the skeleton in question just...stared at you. Full with questions, but also... he's never seen such beautiful hair!

He doesn't let his shyness show, but his brother can very much see it. He just smirks at him, which makes Berry shoot him a glare.

"You have such beautiful hair...." He suddenly spoke these words, which made you stop jumping up and down to get your hood back. You stared at him in shock.. "You... don't think it's gross..? Or...weird?" He smirks at your question, leaning down to your level. "No, darling...I say that it just makes you more complete...."

RECOILED. DOWN BAD. DROOLING.

Which was exactly how you both felt about one another.. how cute ❤️

You explained to Berry how Papyrus is your friend, and that you were just parting ways when he came in. This made Berry kinda guilty about shouting at you earlier...but not much. Since...you know... he's a little crazy 💀

After this whole ordeal, whenever you were hanging out with Papyrus, Berry silently watched you, eyes focused only on you.

He quickly became obsessed with you, it was just something about your nature. And he admired that despite your curse, you were a very kind person.

Your snakes sometimes felt...wary about him... which made you kinda suspicious. But you didn't dwell on it to much.

You would sometimes find little notes thrown at you by your 'secret admirer'. Which you found cute. They were always complimenting your hair!

That's what Berry's plan is... Sugar coating you from the offside, and then making his grand move! Tell you about his romantic gestures and then confidently ask you out!

It was a crazy plan, but it's not an unusual plan for him. ;)

CARAMEL (HT Papyrus):

One day, he was searching for some food, which was hopeless...since the place where he lives in isn't very...rich on food.

He abruptly stopped when he saw a kid enter the underground. Wait... no, it was probably a teenager...and she had some........pretty lady with her!

He watched the lady, who was beside the teen, with stars in his eyes.. for once in his life..he felt truly..happy. Huh.. that's odd. Never felt anything like it before.

After awhile of gawking at the lady, covered in a hood over her head with a blush across his face, he snapped out of it, going towards them. He decided to greet them.

He quickly learned the kid- teen's Name is Aliza, and the lady beside her was Y/n.

"Y/n.... it's a very pretty name! Suits for such a pretty lady as you..." You couldn't help but blush deep red at that, the way he was so sweet, yet so scarily looking, made you quite distracted, as you didn't notice him and his approaching hands towering over your hood.. "May I..?" Normally, you would've said no. But this time...you felt very comfortable around him, which you were one hundred percent sure he was going for. You felt at ease around him, so you nodded for him to take off your hood. You could see, from the corners of your eyes, that Aliza covered her eyes when she saw that, thank the heavens...you wouldn't want for her to be turned to stone.

After he took off your hood, your nervousness appeared again. Making you feel embarrassed about your hair...

You expected some sort of reaction. And not a pretty one..but it did rather surprised you when you saw that Papyrus just stared at you, his eyes shining more brightly. You looked at him, quite hesitant. "You must be the prettiest being I have ever laid my eyes upon...." Your cheeks flushed red from the sudden compliment, which his did too, after processing what he just said to you. You both just stared at each other...taking the other one's appearance in, as if you wouldn't see each other again..

You moment was interrupted by Aliza, who now wore special sunglasses, not covering her eyes with her hands anymore. "U-Uhm...can y-you help us g-get through here....?" You slightly frowned at the frightened state she was in, and took her hands in yours. Smiling down at her. Papyrus stared at the two of you with soft look..

"Such a mother material..." He noted to himself, muttering, which you didn't heard. It saved him the embarrassment for sure 💀

After this, you sorta became a little like a family.. You and Papyrus as the parents, and Aliza as your kid.. though Papyrus did almost ate Aliza, which you scolded him for.

He literally felt so weak in the knees whenever you were around. Like a little puppy...😭

Your snakes always purr whenever Papyrus comes in the room, which makes you immensely embarrassed...stupid snakes!

Wants you to know just how much he loves your 'hair'. (Which makes the snakes purr over and over again)

[centipedelightning]

Hello hello again!!! I was wonderin if i could please request Black and Mutt (and/or Gold and Pawn if you’re up to it 👀) separately with a they/them reader that likes to cling to the skeles arm while walking bc it makes them feel safe? (And can the relationships be romantic please? Ty!!!)

And fluff is preferred but I don’t mind if ya throw a lil bit o angst in there 👁️ 👁️

(Sorry my brain is also crashing while I write this so idk if any wording is weird or not so feel free to message me if something confuses ya JSJDKDK)

WAHHH I DIDN'T SEE THIS IM SO SORRY 😭 You know despite Gold and Pawn being my ocs, I’m still not sure how I plan on characterizing them. Also this took an extra week bc I wanted to get Gold’s reference sheet into the world first so my comment about his face made sense. this isn’t proof read sorry…

References for Gold (official) and Pawn (outfit isn’t official)

| Fellswap!red and Fellswap!Gilded Sans and Papyrus x gn!Reader || romantic headcanons || fluffy!

cw/tw: none || words: 1280

Black

He's such a cornball <3

He's a bit confused the first time you do it, but catches on immediately.

I hope you're okay with public disturbance because if you do it for the first time in a crowded area, many people will hear Black gloating about how he's so strong and amazing and you can cling to him anytime you get scared in public.

Please stop him that definitely won't help your anxiety, or maybe it's exposure therapy. Who's to say...

After that though, he's very nice about it.

He likes taking evening walks around the park, and he has gotten into the habit of offering his arm to ask you to join him.

It's such an ego boost by the by.

He loves that you find him safe. He is so proud that you know he's capable of protecting you. Did you have any doubts in the first place? Of course not no, but Black appreciates a clear physical confirmation. His grin always gets a bit more self-important whenever you cling to him. It also makes him look scarier than usual.

He's so insufferable I love him

He loves to rub your arms with his free hand. Just light touches with the tips of his claws. He finds your company very soothing, not that he'd ever admit it (yes he would he's a sap at heart)

He does it mostly when you two are just loitering somewhere. Like waiting for your order or the bus. Stuff like that.

He'll also jumpscare you with a little kiss if you aren't paying attention. It's not necessarily to get attention back on him as much as he just likes to make you jump. He's a bit of an ass tbh. But he's your ass and he loves you very much.

Depending on your height, his primary location of attack is either your cheek or shoulder. They might be a bit malicious but Black always kisses lovingly. Even the quickest, tiniest goodbye pecks are dripping with his love and affection.

If you wear jewelry that's another thing he'll mess with if you guys are just standing around. He likes to just fidget with whatever rings, bracelets, or bangles you have on.

Mutt

He won’t publicity humiliate you! Yep! He, unlike his brother, has no interest in shouting to the heavens how you should cling to him if you ever feel scared.

but… he will give you a look that tells you he is about to very lightheartedly make fun of you.

I promise he means nothing by it and if you tell him early in the relationship that you’re not into playful mockery, it won’t happen at all. If you give him the green light please expect to be teased a bit.

He’s actually very good at knowing where the line is and not crossing it.

Anyway

He loves when you grab onto him

Not to mention it’s very comfortable to do so. He usually sports heavy jackets and thick sweaters, so there’s a very comfortable cushioning.

As you two walk he likes to use his free hand to hold yours. Mutt is a sucker for casual, small acts of intimacy.

He also taps little rhythms while he holds your hand and like to have you guess them.

On less busy sidewalks he likes to walk like an asshole and jostle you around. He’s not swerving all over the place but he is sidestepping randomly, just enough to make you trip a little.

If you aren’t steady on your feet, guess what? Mutt is right there to save you! He is conveniently ignoring how it’s completely his fault you were almost making out with the concrete but hey, you love him!

In a similar vein to him tapping rhythms on your hand, if ya’ll are just standing around somewhere he likes to trace pictures and have you guess what he’s making. Hint: it’s very often either a sun or a fish

Gold

It depends on which side you grab him from. His almost full blindness in his right side makes sudden grabs a bit… threatening…

If you grab him from the left he’s gonna swoon a it. He really likes that you trust him so much and will definitely make a joke about it

He’s very touched starved btw. Jut letting you know….

Listen if you give him a pat on the back he’ll swear his life to you, so you grabbing onto him?? You just got a protector in this life and the next.

There is one exception for holding onto his left and that’s if he trusts you to protect him as well.

If you make it clear to him you have any capability to offer safety or protection he will gladly offer his right arm to you when on outings. If not, he’ll keep you on his left.

He adores walks around with you, especially if you live in an area that gets decent snow. He loves walking around parks or shops when they are all decorated for the season.

Plus he loves warming up with your body heat.

He is so proper and stiff. He is a man with a lot of responsibilities, I don’t think he’s relaxed in his life. Point being that he is so respectful when you grab him. Perfectly poised arm with his hand laid over you arm so lightly you’d think it wasn’t there. You need to tell him if he can touch you at any capacity.

Even if you say he can touch you and he’s good to go, he’s still only going to rest his hand on top of your hand or arm.

There’s one exception: He will grab you hand every once in a while to kiss it. Not for any reason you can figure out, but there seems to be one.

Pawn

You will get the most shit faced, conniving smirk you’ve ever seen in your life.

Judging by the incessant jokes, he loves it.

He’s also a sucker for intimacy, so it’s no wonder he loves having you hang off his arm all the time. He’d just hold your hand if you weren’t the type to grab onto him.

In the grand scheme of things he doesn’t actually make a big deal out of you looking to him for safety. He’s pretty used to watching out for people in Snowdin and around the Underground as a whole.

That’s not to say he isn’t flattered of course, he’s just not super surprised

I will say… he doesn’t Reek, but his main gig is fixing and selling stuff he gets from dumpster diving. Not every dumpster he hops into is a beacon of sanitation.

Also watch out for pointy edges in his coat. There’s absolutely a few pins and needles he missed when fixing a hole or sewing on a patch.

You can cling to him, but do it at your own risk I guess.

So you know how I mentioned Mutt will drag you around a bit to mess with you? Yeah, Pawn is full on worm-walking.

As long as the sidewalk is clear, he will be walking like a drunk ma just to terrorize you. It does technically mean that you are less likely to fall on your ass because he’s pretty consistent, but it’s still obnoxious.

I love him <3

When ya’ll are standing around and he doesn’t need to pay attention, he likes to follow any bumps, moles, or freckles on your arm like a connect the dots.

You asked him once and he claimed to not know what connect the dots is but you still think that’s what he’s playing. he’s a dirty little liar.

If you are to the point in your relationship where he starts gifting you gold (in this case jewelry), and you wear it, please know he will play with it nonstop with a tiny flush on his cheeks.

[papyriasks]

Undertale Askblog

Asks are open!

Heyo! I decided to start my own undertale Askblog! which will feature all of your main skelebro AU's and additional AU's with requests if I am familiar with them :]

These characterisations are based on my own interpretations especially based off the ones of my fic on Ao3 "Favours Gone Wrong"

Main Skellies are:

Undertale, Sans & Papyrus

Underswap, Slim & Blue

Underfell, Red & Boss

Swapfell, Cash & Mal

Fellswap, Mutt & Lord

Fellswap Gold, Coffee & Wine

-X reader friendly

-suggestive/mild NSFW friendly

-polyam friendly

-Angst friendly

-matchups

-if wanting a specifically fem, masc, neu, xreader response ask or the default will be anything of my picking (but generally neutral)

!!!NOTE!!!

All characters r subject to my own interpretations of their characterisations and head cannons!

[funkyt0wnn]

Fellow Undertale fans I need help 🙏🙏

One of my favourite au’s has always been FellSwap (specifically gold, but that doesn’t matter much) but I can never find ANY fanfics of reader x Fellswap 😭

I’m not even picky either, I’ll take Fellswap bros x reader, sans x reader, Papyrus x reader BUT I CAN NEVER FIND ANY </3

So PLEASE, if anyone has any good Fellswap x Reader fics, Share with me </3

(I’m also looking for horror x readers and Underfell Papyrus x readers but shhhh)

[thefrolickingfrizz]

bound to love new chapter!

the new chapter of bound to love is out, you can find it here:

[marigoldsandbuttercups]

Can you do this for Stretch, Rus, and Coffee?

How would they be if their kid isn't all that good at talking? Doesn't look people n the face to learn to talk. Doesn't express an interest in speech. And seems to selectively listen to people, only reacting to things they want to hear, not reacting to what they don't like.

~🌺

Kids Just Be Doing Kid Things, Man

Stretch: He's very understanding. After all, it took him an incredibly long time to learn how to actually speak instead of just looking to his brother for help constantly. He's also really gentle, wanting to understand his kid rather than just finding a solution, he wants to know what's going on. And sure, he does his best to help but goes about it in a very tender way, making sure that his kid isn't pressured and while it may not be good that they can be selective about certain things (esp if those things are Important) he always wants his kid to know that they can turn to him no matter what.

Rus: Unlike Stretch, Rus had to learn and adapt quickly once him and his brother learnt that their world would not wait for them. In a case like this, he's... He doesn't want his kid to ever feel like that. And so he takes his time, going at a pace that's suitable for them as he talks to them, maybe trying to coax them into feeling comfortable with talking and if they aren't, well... That's no problem, there are other means of communication. As for the selective hearing part, he would definitely try to get creative about it, wanting to help them get comfortable with the idea of hearing that won't always be fun.

Coffee: Oh man, he can definitely see who the kid inherits the most from. He gets it, the apprehension of talking to people, hearing things that are Not Good because then you have to deal with that problem. He understands because he's been there. Which is why he doesn't try to ever push his kid to do something they don't want, instead wanting to be a space where his kid can turn to and learn to open up. If this is his first kid, he's definitely still a bit clueless on what to really do as well, even he has difficulty trying to figure things out about himself. But he wants to try, for them.

[yeosin-n]

US!Papyrus: I'm a man of science fiction and fantasy. I've written for the New York Times best-selling and (later) bestseller list, and won numerous science fiction and fantasy awards.

Wine:

US!Papyrus:

Wine:

Wine:

Wine: Have you ever asked someone out?

[byuteablanc]

One Human and a Whole Lotta Bones! | Skeleharem x Gender Neutral Reader

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I hope you enjoy this! If you need to find the beginning or any chapter, refer to the links at the bottom of the post!

And if you prefer to read on AO3, click on this!

Chapter Four: Strecrets

You woke up to your 3 AM alarm, groaning. You weren’t able to sleep all that much with work and your homework last night, at least you got a solid… three hours? You knew that wasn’t nearly enough, but it was better than nothing like most days.

You slid out of bed, akin to a slug. Your eyes felt heavy as you motioned toward your undergarment drawer. You opened it, noticing your abundance of socks and other clothing, but acute lack of underwear. You slowly blinked, your sleepy way of frowning without exhausting so much energy. Closing your drawer, you grab your blanket and wrap it around you, taking yourself downstairs to the laundry room.

Walking down the stairs and past the foyer, past the kitchen and the door to the basement, you get to the laundry room and attempt to open the door. But, it’s locked? You slow blink again. You don’t know why someone in their right mind would have a lock on the laundry room of all things, but pondering the necessity of that was beyond your tired consciousness. Weirdly, you heard shuffling in the room, someone was in there.

Sudden the door was opened to a nervous looking Stretch, he smiled down at you. “hey sweetie, what’s brings you to the laundry room at such an hour?” He uttered.

Becoming more awake, you furrow your brows. “I can ask you the same question. I was here to get my underwear, what were you doing here?” You raised a brow, becoming suspicious.

Stretch had a habit of staying up late longer than he should. On nights where you’d be up late or woke up in the middle of your sleep, he could be up and fumbling about in his room or around the house. It worried you a little, but when you’d ask he’d insist he was fine.

“oh nothing, just laying around and staying up like usual. you know me..!” He chuckled faintly, leaning more of himself against the door frame.

You tried to look into the laundry room, seeking your underwear. Considering you’re the only one who wore underwear, they wouldn’t be hard to find. Suddenly Stretch’s body shifted to shield the laundry room from being seen. “need something?” he inquired, trying to act like he wasn’t nervous.

“Yes, I already told you… Stretch let me come inside.” You frowned, your headache starting to form.

You two continued to do the this in-the-door-frame tango until you saw an opening in between his legs. You dived so fast to what seemed to be his crotch that the only thing he was able to react with was to hastily cover his area in defense. Unfortunate for him though, you were definitely not going for his non-existent junk.

You successfully went in between his legs and got into the laundry room. You felt triumphant. You quickly scanned the room for your underwear and—

Was that a sewing kit and one of Edge’s crop tops?

Before you could investigate any further Stretch grabbed your shoulders, turning you to him, away from what you just saw. “You’re the one that sews up everyone’s shirts?” You asked, smiling genuinely.

In your roommates’ mansion, every time someone would get a hole or a tear in their clothes, the next time they got them, the embellishment would be patched up. It was always suspected that Blue or Papyrus was the one who did it, considering they are the ones that take care of the laundry most often. But they had both confirmed that they didn’t do it. You had always suspected it was Cinnabar and he never owned up to it because he would find it embarrassing for the others to know he cared that much. But, you never suspected it could be Stretch!

Stretch is by far the laziest out of all your roommates, even in comparison to Sans, which is nothing to scoff at. To find out that he was the kind one doing the sewing was not only cute, but a surprise.

Stretch sighed, an orange-creamsicle-like color spreading across his cheekbones. “yes…” He looked down, not wanting to make eye contact with you.

“I didn’t know you knew how to sew!” You brought your hand up to your face, this was too cute.

He took his hands off your shoulders. “yeah, i do. just, please don’t tell the others.. let’s just keep it a secret between us, okay?” He smiled his usual smile, finally looking at you.

“Fine, but I want to know, how long have you known how to sew?” You raised a brow.

“since i was a babybones. i used to..” he took a pause, sighing, “i used to make clothes for blue when we were younger. clothes weren‘t always something we could readily afford, so i decided to make them myself. blue always wanted to look cool so when he would mention things to me, i’d make it for him. he would be so happy,” Stretch smiled in reminisce, becoming less tense.

You could burst into tears right there. You had no idea he was so noble! “Oh Stretch, that’s beautiful. I bet Blue was so grateful.”

He blushed again, and more this time. He rested a hand on his neck vertebrae, avoiding eye contact. “yeah, he was. he never knew i made them though, he always thought they were bought.”

“And you never told him?” You furrowed your brows.

“no.”

“Why?”

He deadpanned, looking uncomfortable. “please don’t pry.”

“Oh! Sorry! I didn’t know!” Now it was your turn to blush a little. “Either way, you’re very sweet Stretch. We’re all fortunate to have a secret seamstress! And don’t worry, your secret is safe with me.”

He chuckled. “thanks, honey. and you said you were looking for your underwear, right?”

—

“What would you like to have today, sir?”

You and Cinnabar were at your somewhat routine lunch together in a coffee shop on campus. You both tried to commit to something relaxing after every school morning. It gave a way for you both to decompress and relax.

“I Would Like One Order Of Fries Please!” Cinnabar replied.

“Make that two,” You added, taking a sip of your water.

With a nod, your waiter left you and Cinnabar to your own devices.

You always appreciated these lunch sessions with Cinnabar. You got to sit in a little coffee shop and talk, or sometimes you both don’t talk at all. In past, you and Cinnabar could sit at the same table, and be focused on or do two different things at the same time. You both just enjoyed each other’s company. It was refreshing to have that relationship.

“So, how was your morning class?” You inquired, tilting your head slightly.

“It Went Well! I Didn’t Fall Asleep And I Think I Took Useful Notes?” He furrowed his brows in thought. “Fortunately For Me Though, We Get To Actually Model Cases Next Class. I’m Glad I Won’t Be Bored.”

“Cases?” You asked, confused.

Cinnabar rested his elbows on the table, folding his hands together. “Cases As In Like.. Lawsuits For Example. We’re Going To Model What A Court Proceeding Would Actually Look Like.”

“Oh no I got that part, I’m just not familiar with law terminology.” You shrugged, taking another sip of your water.

“That’s Fair, I Didn’t Know Any Terms At First Either.” He smiled, resting his weirdly malleable chin on his folded hands.

“What brought you to go into law anyway?”

“Money.”

“Oh!” That was fast.

“Well! Not Only That! I Also Wanted To Do It Because I’m Also Magnificent At Debate And Wont Stop Until I’m Right.” He smirked, very sure of himself.

You raised a brow. “Oh really? I’ve heard from the others and have seen sometimes that you’re pretty strong. If anything I could see you being a pilates instructor or something.”

He blushed a little, clearly flattered. “Well, Darling, I Do Have Legs Of Steel And Arms That Can Carry A Couple Tons. But Alas, My Beautiful Physique Can’t Make Up For How I Don’t Quite Like People Around People Very Much.”

“But you’re around me and I’m a people.” You folded your arms in skepticism, pointing a thumb to yourself in the process.

He gave you a half lidded look, smiling in seemingly pure bliss. “Oh Y/n, You Are A Completely Different Case.”

You blushed, quickly averting your gaze. Funnily enough, Cinnabar didn’t quite realize what he’d said. Usually, saying something like that wouldn’t be a problem but the way he said it was… He was looking into you dreamily, and you knew what that meant.

Realizing his actions, he recoiled, scrambling to find something else to say through his embarrassment.

“SOOoooo, Who Do You Think Is The Mystery Seamstress?” Cinnabar said quickly, avoiding eye contact.

You straightened up, recalling your recent discovery earlier in the morning.

“I have no idea.” You replied, trying to seem genuine.

“I Know Right! It’s Such A Mystery! At This Point I’m Suspecting Stretch, And I Most Certainly Don’t Want Stretch’s Dirty Hands On My Clothes.” He glared into the distance, arms crossed.

You grew slightly nervous. “Stretch isn’t dirty!” You frowned, reprimanding him.

Cinnabar eyed you skeptically. “Dearest, Don’t Defend That Pack Rat. Besides, You Know Yourself That Stretch Taking A Shower, Let Alone Brushing His Teeth, Is An Urban Myth.” He swatted his hands towards you in disgust, having an envious look in his eye lights.

You always assumed he was probably just going through something, even though every time he walked past you, you noticed that he seemed to have a literal green trail flowing behind him. “Even still, Cinnabar, I think that Stretch being our possible seamstress is super cute! It would show that he cared.”

Cinnabar sighed, conceding. “I Suppose,” he rolled his eye lights. “But, He Still Doesn’t Bathe. That’s Nasty.”

You exhale, chortling a little at the same time. “Can’t let anyone off the hook too easily hm?”

“Absolutely Not.” Cinnabar smirked.

—

With Stretch In the Skeleton Mansion..

An assortment of yarn was strewn about the room, along with a couple of crochet hooks and a few knitting needles. Stretch, making a crochet star out of boredom suddenly piqued up, then shrunk into himself.

”why do i feel judged?”

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[skeletonlvr22]

no matter what my crime - Chapter 9 - Something Good

When Coffee was small, still in stripes with his thumb in his mouth, he would get the overwhelming urge to run away. He can't recall why, really. Despite knowing the rules that his mother had given him, one day, he ran. His brother ended up finding him an hour later, sobbing silently as he wandered, lost, in the snowy woods surrounding Snowdin. Wine, barely a teenager at the time, had dragged him back home.

The feeling never dissipated, though. If anything, it worsened. And growing up underground, there isn't really anywhere to run, anyway.

On the day of his mother's remembrance ceremony, when he was 10, the itch got worse. Yet, he didn't run and let it simmer as he stood, empty, next to his brother, staring down at the urn.

Over the next few hundred years, as Coffee grew older, the itch never went away. When the resets started, the itch got unbearable. Yet, with nowhere to run, stuck in that damned cave, he remained.

Then, he and his brother were sucked into a different universe. A kinder universe. One where Wine wasn't Captain, Coffee wasn't a soldier, and the sun was in the sky. And with the sun hung freely in the sky, Coffee suddenly had everywhere to run.

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Or: Coffee acquires a bus, a brochure, and a reason to leave Ebott so, naturally, he does. Maybe he'll find something more beyond cavern walls, universal mishaps, and his brother's suffocating reach.

[cr8ter]

HeY GUys!

I decided to make a Reader-Insert Fic. It's Undertale

Basically you have a bunch of Tall and Lanky skeletons fall out of your

closet.