#yes this is about my husband Papyrus

[sneakyfox55]

JKGDJSHDSGHJA I LOVE HIM SO VERY MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH I WISH HE EXISTED JUST SO I COULD, GIVE HIM A SMOOCH ON THE CHEEK ;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;

[sillyguy99]

* don't look now, but i lost my shoe.

(Undertale Sans x Reader)

Chapter Two: * why do they gotta front?

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                "Good morning. You must be Miss Toriel, right?” 

                You introduce yourself to the goat lady and offer her your business card. 

                She takes it, the tremble of her hand made clear when brushing with yours.

                “I’ll be in charge of your case for the next three months,” you state, smiling. “I look forward to us getting along.”

                Before you stands a monster clad in purple, white, and blue, her composed posture conflicting with the wrinkles in her brow. She nods once and brushes an ear back, as if to keep it from obstructing her face. Next to her sits your child, the one responsible for having freed monsters and letting them roam the Surface – the one who made you lose countless nights of peace, and who popped the last screw of patience off your husband upon their disappearance. 

                “It is lovely to meet you," she replies, returning your gesture, though with more stiffness. “You've talked plenty about her, have you not, Frisk?”

                Frisk shakes their head ‘yes’ – excitedly so. 

                Then, they smile and do a ‘love you’ sign with their left hand.

                "I was informed the social worker had a bit of an… issue with you,” you continue, trying not to frown. “Is it true that you kept Frisk under your care while I was occupied with the closure of their Missing Persons Report… Even though you've no legal custody of them yet?"

                The goat lady frowns instead, eyelids drooping and eyes dimming as she faces her lap. 

                "Yes.” Her tone and expression now match in solemnity. “They persisted in saying they did not wish to see their father, and… With how strongly they begged for that until they felt ready to face him, it would… simply not sit right with me to ignore their request, when they have done so much for us."

                You try to brush off the clench in your heart.

                Not only do you need to keep pushing on, but…

                There's truly nothing you can do about that particular matter right now.

                "They’ll be having more than one guardian watching over them, while my husband and I are working. Is that also true?"

                "Y- Yes," she repeats, looking up. "Undyne and Alphys will look after them on Mondays, Sans and Papyrus on Tuesdays, Mettaton on Wednesdays, and Gerson on Thursdays. Fridays are with me."

                You try to keep your cool when you hear a familiar name on the list, memories from the night at the bar from two weeks ago reaching your mind. It's a vague memory, yet it's still one you carry close to your heart. The rookie bartender had offered you a figurative ear to listen – his name, one you archived deep in your mind when it was time to say goodbye.

                "...I see," you mutter, hiding your stutter. "Then I would be required to have each of those people on my contacts to further research their backgrounds. Every person who looks after Frisk must have a clean record, else we are obligated to take them from your hands – Or simply remove that person from the picture, if the department allows us to."

                Toriel voices an agreement and shuffles through her purse, taking out a small notebook from its contents. 

                "Very well," she states, her smile returning. "I will write each of their numbers and addresses down for you. Would that be sufficient information to start with?"

                "More than enough." 

                You wait and watch as she tabulates all six names onto two pieces of paper – half in one, and half in the other. 

                She hands it over, her own nervousness showing again by the more prominent trembling in her hand. 

                "Thank you."

                You sign a ‘see you soon’ toward Frisk and say your goodbyes to the goat lady after a few more questions.

                While freedom isn't yet definitive, Toriel appears more relieved when it's time to leave, as so does Frisk when they wave and throw you a kiss.

• • • • •

                Had you chosen to make your calls in the confinement of your home, your sanity would have been put on a rough test.

                Sitting on a park bench with the sun warming your face and the breeze cooling the heat helps greatly with getting all your meetings settled and not dwell too much on your situation.

                "Friday at ten? Alright. Thank you, miss. And yes, please inform him about it, too."

                "Wednesday at nine? Noted. And no – Thank you , sir. I'll be contacting you again soon."

                "Would tomorrow be alright with you? I have a space open at three."

                "Thursday noon? I'll let you know beforehand."

                You arrange meetings with five out of the six people involved in Frisk's care, the last name left unmarked on your list one you wish to avoid in case he were to recognize you from the night at the bar. 

                Although you've contacted his brother, you're a little more than reluctant to call him separately. You don't know what's worse: to eventually let him meet you in your office, or to meet him today and be done with this, once and for all. Papyrus had informed you over his schedule, so – if you weren't mistaken – the monster would be working a different job aside from bartending. He's a cleaner for the town’s local park, tutoring children in math and science simultaneously. It's a service mostly monster parents searched for, the low cost and the skeleton's skills when it comes to teaching being more than enough for him to carry on with that business.

                "how's it goin’?"

                Startled from those thoughts, you turn around with a sharp move. 

                And then, you come across the skeleton you'd been reluctant to approach. 

                He reacts by taking a step back and holding you still with a thin shield of magic.

                A faint light settles between you, this being the very same thing that keeps you from bumping into each other.

                "sorry 'bout that," he says, pulling away. "thought you were gonna fall."

                You stand idly before him, at a loss for words.

                "It’s- It's okay, sir. Thank you," you manage to say, breathing out. 

                You gesture at your badge and introduce yourself – as awkwardly as can be.

                "...You'll be acting as one of Frisk's guardians, correct?"

                "yeah. the name's sans, though i figure ya know that by now, pal."

                Despite his words coming off light-hearted, it's impossible for you to feel at ease knowing you had shown him one of your most vulnerable sides barely two weeks ago: drunk, tired, and complaining all about your husband and your unwanted intimacy with him. 

                Embarrassment shows quickly on your face, though you try to stay firm with your reasons for being here. 

                "R- Right. Again, I… apologize for how I acted that night. I really wasn't my best self. Must've talked all your patience off – carelessly complaining about the stuff I had going on.*

                "it's all good," he replies, shrugging. "i offered myself for it. wouldn't've done that if i didn't wanna listen to ya."

                Tense, you toy with your engagement ring, its gifter reaching your thoughts. 

                "Still, I stand by what I said. I rambled about a certain… someone a little too much back there, so – again – I'm really sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable." Aware your pointless rambling won't stop unless you force it to, your instinct is to take out the note Toriel wrote for you. You then show it to him immediately, just to try keeping your mouth thoroughly shut about that night. "I, uh, have your number and address written here already. Miss Toriel gave these to me this morning, but frankly... It didn't seem appropriate to speak with you on the phone first, a- after what happened before."

                Again, you catch yourself bringing up that night. 

                As your second attempt, you slip out a ballpen and prepare yourself, reminding your inner thoughts not to bring that up anymore. 

                "What days are you available, sir? I would need to carry out a three month-long background check on you to determine whether you're, um… eligible to be one of Frisk's guardians."

                "how about today? i'm free after three. a parent cancelled on me, so i've got two hours off.”

                The universe is against you. 

                That's the only excuse you can find for him saying that. 

                While this is supposed to be your job, you're not ready to be alone with him.

                You're still bringing up unwanted subjects every few seconds, and it's hard for you not to feel awkward around him. 

                "Well, I- Uh, sure? If it's not an inconvenience, should we meet at my office? Or did you have another place in mind?"

                "my place’s pretty close by – about a fifteen-minute walk,” he elaborates, his smile growing. “i'm guessin' you'd also need to see my brother, don't ya? that's a two for one chance, i'd say.”

                The park's surroundings become much more interesting to you, and that makes you hope you're not being too obvious about how uncomfortable you feel right now.

                Your urge to escape shows through how you focus on the trees swaying wildly with the wind, the smell of freshly cut grass, and the raucous sound of children playing around.

                "Of course," you reply, breathing in. "I'll see you at three, then. Should I use the address written down, or would you like to meet here first?"

                "here first. you came by foot, didn't ya? i’ll drive us to my place, 'cuz you're not lookin' too rested."

                His comment makes you take a peek at your reflection on your phone's screen, displaying your face in its unholy glory: dull skin, baggy eyes, and a cut lip – the last one of those three the most unwanted, considering its background. 

                A product of your husband's hasty kisses last night, his teeth clashing with your mouth on the first try, with how desperate his approach had been.  

                "Thank you.”

                Finally, you speak up, managing a smile. 

                "I… definitely should be getting some rest soon."

 • • • • •

                You're not sure what to do.

                Of course, you didn't schedule a meeting with Papyrus today for a reason: he had errands to run! 

                And you failed to mention that to Sans, not knowing how to intervene earlier ago.

                With that obvious screw-up in mind, you take a seat on the only couch available. How small the house is makes it fitting for only one person – the sheer maximum being two. It takes all your composure to sit up straight and not shift in place every few seconds, feeling as if the skeleton were judging you at every turn. 

                "looks like he's not here," Sans comments, sitting next to you. "did he tell ya anythin', by chance? he's not usually out at this hour."

                You shrink to a corner of the couch.

                Sans's presence is discomforting, despite how willing he’d been to listen two weeks ago. 

                Because – now that you're sober – it doesn't feel all that easy; far from it, if you are to be true and honest.

                As if taking in your silence, the skeleton harrumphs and rubs the back of his neck, sneaking a glance at you. 

                "sorry if this looks like the wrong thing. i, uh, have no ulterior motives, if that's what you're wonderin'. dunno if you remember what i said, but that's really not what i'm tryna do."

                At the arrival of an unneeded, half-drunken memory, your head hurts with how far back it's been pushed away.

~ • ~ • ~ • ~

                "whoa there," the bartender says, holding your shoulders tight. "i ain't hittin' on ya, buddy – you being drunk's enough of a reason for me not to try anythin’, and that ring on your finger only adds to the cause."

                With a sniffle, you lean back against your seat, close your eyes, and sigh, reminding yourself you have to be out of this place soon. 

                "Sorry, I… I thought maybe you were looking to hook up,” you reply, frowning the kind of frown that would repel anyone around: the kind of expression where you're trying to smile and not cry anymore, so it ends up a big, messy mess: sweaty, tear-stricken face, leaking nose, and trembling lips. That's… That's what people usually want, anyway, right? Do I still look too drunk? I can't go anywhere like this. My husband will come here complaining about it!"

                "take a breath, eat somethin' warm, drink some water, and then hail a cab when it's time to leave. i can let you borrow the employee’s bathroom to wash up before ya go. buses aren't really the safest option if you're still feeling dizzy.” He offers you some painkillers and another water. "just tell your husband you're not feelin' well – He should understand."

                He won't.

                You're certain of that, yet you can't possibly tell that to the guy you've relentlessly spilled your deepest regrets and sorrows to, and who you'd confused with someone looking to woo you for a one-night stand.

                You’ve embarrassed yourself enough for one day.

~ • ~ • ~ • ~

                "Oh- Oh God, no!" you exclaim, shifting to gain a proper angle. "I didn't think you were. We already discussed that before."

                "that's a relief," he states, chuckling. "cuz i kinda wanna get to know ya better, now that you've been in my life twice – more so… since you're gonna be dealin' with my own problems for three whole months."

                You feel a full smile return, a weight – though small – being lifted off your shoulders. 

                "I'd like that, Sans. Can I… call you that?”

                He leans back on the couch, then winks.

                “sure ya can.”

[superblysubpar]

Ask game: of course I'm gonna ask you these two...

Palm tree 🌴

Papyrus 🎧

Ahhh yes 💛💛💛

palm tree - do you have a fictional villain you shouldn't like but love regardless?

Boy, do I 💛 I think that some of the greatest characters in a story or show or movie, are the villains. If you can give me a character that's supposed to be in the wrong, but make me sort of root for them? That's the best.

In my other Fandom, a book series - Gallagher Girls - all about spies, one of the main villains, is this women, who, in my opinion is one of the greatest characters I've ever read. She's so great that we give her more back story and make her a main character in a lot of our fics. I think she's deeply misunderstood, and definitely does wrong and bad things, but that's sort of what makes you love her too. Was she always evil? Did people make her that way?

And I'd say Vilanelle from Killing Eve, and sort of Eve herself too I guess. I think Jodie Comer is a phenomenal actress and that character was horrible and wonderful all at once. Again, deeply misunderstood I think. Which made me root for her the entirety of the show. - also side note, characters like Eve, who aren't inherently bad or good at the start of shows, or characters who really face their morality like even Peter Parker (don't even get me started on the "villains" in any of the spidermans) and deciding to choose to be good despite the bad are all just 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻 gimme complex characters who walk the line and are simply human any day of the week please.

papyrus - if you put your 'on repeat' playlist on shuffle, what's the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate with it?

THIS SOOONNNG. so it's from the TV show Dave, which if you haven't watched, highly recommend. My husband and I already liked the rapper Lil Dicky, and this show was created by him and he acts in it and anyways, it's great. Since the first season I've been desperate for the music from the show to be released and he finally did!! And songs like this one, are so real and heartbreaking and not at all like his old stuff. He has this gift for talking about real things through a lens of humor (in both is music and the show), and I haven't really stopped listening to this song since it came out 💛

[aikoiya]

 What if it was the 6 Human Souls that are somehow controlling Frisk to destroy Asgore’s Kingdom in REVENGE for their deaths as well as prevent the war/genocide against Humanity?… That would be an interesting tragic story, and it would be KARMA at it’s finest! 💖 

(I used the brown heart for patience, cause I couldn’t find the light blue heart…)

~~~

💚 Frisk (Kindness): Why, Toriel? Why didn’t you go with us? Why didn’t you protect us?

Toriel: Wha-What?

💚 Frisk (Kindness): You knew that the King, YOUR HUSBAND, wanted to do with us. You knew he wanted to use us to hurt our own people. To start a war that would wipe out everyone, including innocent families. You knew that after one final soul, he could actually commit genocide… And yet you did nothing.

Toriel: I…

💚 Frisk (Kindness): You did nothing to stop Asgore or your Kingdom from destroying our bodies and ruining our souls.

Toriel: There wasn’t anything I could do to stop-

💚 Frisk (Kindness): YOU WERE THE QUEEN OF THE KINGDOM! YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO BE THE BRAINS! YOU DIDN’T EVEN TRY TO COME UP WITH A BETTER SOLUTION!… But if you had to abandon your Kingdom and betray your people, at least have the guts to do it right… But you didn’t have the guts, did you Queenie?

Toriel: …

💚 Frisk (Kindness): You left us alone, in the cold…You left us to rot… You left us to die…… At our most vulnerable moments… Y… you… really hatedus that much for wanting to leave?

Toriel (tearful): I’m so sorry, my child…

💚 Frisk (Kindness): Now I see who you were truly protecting by staying here, in the Ruins. Not us…But yourself!… To think I once saw you as better then my original mother… Eheheheh!!! But you really are no different than her!

Toriel (crying and sobbing): I’m so very sorry, my little ones!

💚 Frisk (Kindness): Every monster inside this mountain had celebrated the deaths of children… Yet they say that they’re the compassionate and merciful ones, while humans are the true evil demons… Well, if they want us to be the demons, we’re gonna grant their wish!

Toriel: No! Wait my children, you don’t have to do this! We can still make things right, I-

(Frisk strikes down Toriel with one strike.)

💚 Frisk (Kindness): Too little, too late.

~~~

Papyrus: I, PAPYRUS, WELCOME YOU WITH OPEN ARMS!

🧡 Frisk (Bravery): …Are you serious?

Papyrus: WELL, YES I-

🧡 Frisk (Bravery): You seriously want to hug someone that you know has killed everyone in their path, instead of running away to safety? I know that you’re naive and childish, but this is just straight up stupid!

Papyrus: B-BUT EVERYONE CAN BE A GREAT PERSON IF THEY TRY!

🧡 Frisk (Bravery): That’s the thing though, WE ALL TRIED! The problem is none of you cared! You monsters still hurt us!

(Frisk then strikes down Papyrus.)

🧡 Frisk (Bravery): So, why keep trying to please you?

~~~

Undyne: This isn’t just about monsters anymore, is it?

💙 Frisk (Integrity): What?

If you get past me, you’ll…You’ll destroy them all, won’t you? Monsters… Humans… Everyone…

💙 Frisk (Integrity): You’ve gotta be kidding me!

Everyone’s hopes. Everyone’s dreams. Vanquished in an instant.

💙 Frisk (Integrity): Oh, NOW you care about a human’s hopes and dreams!

Undyne: But I WON’T let you do that. Right now, everyone in the world… I can feel their hearts beating as one.

💙 Frisk (Integrity): It’s almost hilarious how arrogant and delusional you are. You make Papyrus look humble!

Undyne: And we all have ONE goal. To defeat YOU.

💙 Frisk (Integrity): I’m not even gonna dignify you with a speech about how much you suck, because your whole ‘heroic’ speech already reeks of hypocrisy!

Undyne: Human. No, WHATEVER you are. For the sake of the whole world… I, UNDYNE, will strike you do-

(Frisk strikes down Undyne, before she could reform herself.)

💙 Frisk (Integrity): You were saying, UndyingUndyne?

~~~

Mettaton: COME ANY CLOSER, AND I’LL BE FORCED TO SHOW YOU… MY TRUE FORM!

💜 Frisk (Perseverance): …Okay.

Mettaton: FINE THEN!… RRRRREADY? IIIIIIIT’S SHOW-

(Frisk strikes down Mettaton, before he could finish transforming.)

💜 Frisk (Perseverance): Show’s over.

(Frisk then turns his head to the wall and finds a camera.)

💜 Frisk (Perseverance): …How disappointing Alphys, you didn’t even try to protect your friend.

~~~

Sans: so, i’ve got a question for ya. do you think even the worst person can change…? that everyone can be a good person, if they just try?

💛Frisk (Justice): You never tried to be a good person, Sans. So you have no right to judge us or humanity, or anyone for that matter. You are nothing, but a selfish coward.

Sans: heh heh heh heh… all right. well, here’s a better question. do you wanna have a bad time? cause if you take another step forward… you are REALLY not going to like what happens next.

💛Frisk (Justice): Neither are you.

Sans: welp. sorry, old lady. this is why i never make pro-

(Frisk then strikes down Sans.)

💛Frisk (Justice): That was more pathetic then I expected.

~~~

Asgore: Now, now. There’s no need to fight. Why not settle this… Over a nice cup of tea?

🤎Frisk (Patience): …’There’s no need to fight’… Isn’t that interesting?… I remember those being my last words to you, before you ended my life…

Asgore: What?

🤎Frisk (Patience): Do you know who I am?

Asgore: No… I’m not sure.

🤎Frisk (Patience): Oh, you better remember me like your life depends on it! Why don’t you take a closer look? 

Asgore: Why… You…  Yes, yes, I remember you now… You’re one of the fallen human children… The patient soul…

🤎Frisk (Patience): You’re wrong, Asgore. I’m not the one with the patient soul…

Asgore: What? Then who are you?

💖 Frisk (ALL): WE ARE ALL THE INNOCENTS YOU DESTROYED!

💖 Frisk (ALL): WE ARE ALL THE CHILDREN YOU MURDERED!

💖 Frisk (ALL): WE ARE ALL THE PEOPLE YOU HARVESTED FOR POWER!

(Asgore could only silently look at them with horror, terror and guilt.)

🤎Frisk (Patience): You convinced everyone that we’re the villains… You want us to be the bad guys?… Fine.

(Frisk strikes down Asgore with one strike.)

💖 Frisk (ALL): Now, we’re the bad guys! 

—

Aikoiya: Okay, this is freaking brilliant. *claps* Bravo.

I can’t help but wonder how Chara & Asriel would react though. I can’t help but feel like they’d in some way also blame them. Because if nothing else, none of this would’ve ever happened if they hadn’t done what they did.

Though, I can’t help but feel like Frisk is being sidelined here. Maybe have Frisk in control, but have them/her (I’ve always hc’d Frisk as she) be guided by the souls instead of flavor-text Chara. Mainly a corrupted Justice, because the corrupted version of Justice is Wrath or Vengeance.

Just an idea.

Undertale Masterlist

[skeleboiii84]

Okay here me out...MafiaSwap Papyrus x Reader...

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Yes yes yes! Yes!!

Are you implying that we can have our hawt smokey boi in a suit!? With a 1930's mob boss accent!?

Sign me the fawk upppppp!! Everything about this ask is perfect 🤌

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You really think you can come in here lookin' all dolled up darlin'~?🧡

( a mafiaswap papyrus x reader) spicy fluff

You just became a new intern at your husband's mafia office. You got the job pretty easily seeing as you are the boss' wife. When you came in wearing a black skirt that went down to about your thigh with a lil slit, matched with a black waistcoat and white shirt with a black tie.

As soon as he laid eyes on you he got up from his desk to give you a very intimate kiss tounge and all. When you pushed him back "sorry sir but we have business to be doing" you grabbed him by his tie to pull him in "don't wanna get to distracted~ boss~".

He let out a low chuckle and slapped your ass "sure thing, but you really think you can come in here lookin' all dolled up like that darlin'~" he smirked and lifted up your left thigh to bring to his waist. "Just because I'm your wife doesn't mean you can harass me while I'm doing my job~" you put the papers in your hand on his desk behind you and wrapped your arms around him.

You both leaned in to each other as you felt the tent in his trousers roll off your warmth due to how he had your leg around him, when all of a sudden "WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING!?", uh oh it was blue..

"Oh uh hey bro.. Uhum.. Talk about baddd timing huh? " he looked back at you as you sighed and removed yourself from his grip. "Sorry blue" you apolozied nervously.

"Don't worry about it human it's my brother who should control himself not you!" He huffed at papyrus. "You can say that again", you teased looking back at papyrus, which caused him to raise a brow at you.

Blue marched up to papyrus dumped about 20 papers on his desk and explained that the needed to be signed for the next few missions to take place.

Papyrus with a sigh nodded as you giggled at him. Once blue left you immediately pressed yourself to his teeth. "Don't be too upset handsome, you can have every single bit of me once you get home~" you let your finger travel up and down his button up shirt.

You swear you saw a lil bit of drool seep out of his mouth as you waved and winked at him before leaving his office.

(Let's just say you had some noodle legs the next day👀👀)

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Aaaaaaaaa!! I love this I love this I love thissssss!!

Thank you sooo much anon sweetie for requesting such a great idea I loved every second of writing it!! 🧡🧡

I love him so much & I love youu!! 🧡

Hope you enjoy it as much as I doo👀👀

[kyriat-stories]

- What I want? Eira had to think about it, it wasn't clear in her mind either. I don't know exactly what I want, she said after a while. It's more what I don't want. I don't want my life being solely about cleaning and feeding babies. Don't you ever feel that Noor?

- Haha, I feel like that most of the time, Noor admitted, Like, last night I was so frustrated, when little Phaidros was waking up the whole family with his crying. And not just once, but five times! I swear to you, I'm starting to think that he is doing it on purpose! None of my other kids were like that...

- Holy Astanna, what a nightmare! Eira said.

- I know! My life is a continuous nightmare, because this happens every night! I feel like a sleepwalker. Maybe that's why I don't reflect much on how to fulfill my dreams. I'm just to tired! Haha!

- I don't understand how you can just laugh about it sister. I would go crazy, but nothing seems to break you. You are so strong, I really admire that about you.

- Eira, I don't have a choice, do I? This is my life. I accept it. I'm just trying to do my best, and keep in mind that one day, they will grow up. All of them. Well except my husband. I don't have much hope for him, to be honest.

The sisters laughed and comforted each other, but soon it was time to continue with their daily routines. Nothing had changed, but the work didn't seem quite so overwhelming now.

When she came home Eira felt a bit lighter and energized.

- Did auntie Mezamura give you some dinner, Khará mou?

- Sicken!

- What? You were sick? Did you throw up?! Eira was worried.

- Not thlowap! Sicken! Khará was annoyed. I eat sicken. Sicken wit beans.

- Oh chicken! Eira laughed, Now let me put your sister to rest, and then we'll have some time together, just you and I. Do you want to have some chamomile tea and talk?

- Yess! Momomilli tea! And honey! Lotto lotto honey!

- Now let me tell you about the fox and the grapes...

- I love this stoly! Fox is vely hungly!

- That's right, the fox was very hungry. Maybe you would like to tell mama what happened?

- Yess! Foxie had no sicken fol many days. He was veeeely hungly!

- Oh that poor foxie. Eira enjoyed the dramatized narrative very much. So what did he do? You are such a good storyteller Khará! Soon you can tell stories to your little sister as well.

- Bah! Bansabila is musch too little. She is just a babie! Now listen mama! Foxie JUMP sooo high to eat the glapes!

That evening Eira found time to take a little nap. Or rather, she decided to not do all the housework she had to planned to do, and had a rest instead.

- I have to take more care of myself, she said to herself. If I get exhausted everything gets worse. Someone else can clean that bath tub. Now I will just rest, and don't put more pressure on myself.

And as it turned out - someone else did clean that bathtub. When Eira woke up, there was a wonderful moonlight, Mezamura and Teteriu was working with those papyrus scripts, Khará and Bansabira were sleeping, and Eira took her clay colors outside and started painting.

- Oh yes, I have to live for these moments. Cherish them and find room for them. And don't worry about everything. I will talk with my sister how we can help each other with the children. Everything will be okay.

It was a small, but very tangible moment of satisfaction, and yes, even happiness.

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[onlyplatonicirl]

correcto-mundo my friend, reaper is one of my favourite utmv characters because i just really like personifications of death, and he sillay

ive always loved the hc that he is a chronic coffee drinker, man's job must be proper stressful so he needs his caffeine fix to keep him going, after all its not like he has a heart to explode with the amount he drinks

his favourite and go-to coffee order is usually just a cappuccino with an extra shot of espresso, 'for that kick', i think he has this favourite coffee shop he visits, maybe within the omega timeline itself, its a local family owned business and its become quite famous for being the god of death's favoruite spot for a pot, they say anyone who drinks there might just be spared the cruel hand of death

anyways, whilst he always orders a really strong coffee i think after the seventh, "the regular?", hed go no, no i wont, and instead orders the unicorn sprinkle supreme frappe, and he really, really likes it, so he now orders that instead, so long as they dump as much espresso as is legal in the cream and syrup concoction

hes a good husband, i hate the image some people in this fandom of how he treats geno, hes constantly overstepping boundaries and all that gross stuff (wonder who that came from.... 2016/17 was a dark time). he is constantly doting on geno, always visiting him whenever he can, always orders a drink for him whenever he goes to his spot, constantly showering him with gifts and the like, and he is so, so happy hes one of the few people he can touch and goes full on pda mode whenevr he can - side note he does this to annoy and embarrass goth

he does actually have eyelights (may actually be canon idr) but he just doesnt show them, why? mystery <|:))

very much so uncanon to almost everything, but i think him and nightmare would get along really well, both are feared because of a duty they have to carry out, something they cant change about themselves, so id think they bond over that, and maybe in another universe nightmare wouldve never have become corrupted because hed have a friend to support him, someone who knew exactly what it felt like but was able to cope with it because of a support network - also coffee-drinking, book-reading introverts unite

also not exactly canon to tcoti as far as i remember, but hey thats what a headcanon is, is that he is in a loving relationship with geno and life, they are brought together in holy ma-TRIO-mony hehehe, so goth gets to have three mum-things, also the image of this beautiful ethereal woman cloaked in flowers and silk embroidered with pearls and gold jewellery standing next to these 5' odd skeleton dudes who are wearing these ragged ass hoodies, shorts and slippers, and her going being like "hmmm yes my husbandwives, i love them dearly", is hilarious to me

he is greek, its quite clear reapertale is based off of the hellenic pantheon, so it only makes sense for reapertale characters to be greek, at least somewhat partially

reaper is supposed to be a counter to repeartale papyrus who is a god of painless death, so in my eyes reaper sort of acts a bit like a judge (just like sans in ut), he takes the souls of those who would've gone to the underworld, which begs the question, what the fuck happens to people who die in this world and in the omega timeline in tcoti, because in my eyes, reaper and paps (idk his name im sorry 😭) reap souls and take them to the underworld (limbo/hell) or to elysium/olympia (heaven sorta), but if a soul is destroyed by say someone like error or is irreparably damaged by experiments on the soul, then that soul cannot be reaped and that person just sorta ceases to exist or becomes undead/deathless, its really weird to try and logic it out, a definitive heaven/hell in the same world where there are beings who can rip apart the code and do whatever they please - please author explainnn i just really wanna know what you think

i think he has a very cold and dark aura, its quite literally visible around him at all times and it never really lets up, this aura is pretty bad for most people and nakes you feel like your dying if you come to close to him

under his cloak he just wears his pajamas, and they always have some dumb slogan on them, life probably bought them

his scythes are quite like the way weapons work in soul eater, that being they can transform and i bet he would probably force his scythes to turn into a dustpan and broom and tidy up his bedroom, or into a mop, really whatevers needed at the moment, theyre like a swiss army knife of convenience, it frustrates alchemy to no end

his house is full on maximalist, and also probably massive, bro is basically a celebrity i can imagine him living in like a massive mansion with greco-roman architecture all over, massive pool, massive garden, all the good stuff

hes a lesbian sorey dont make the rules, he and life were childhoof besties and she was like im a girl :) and he was like same :), having no concept of what being a girl was at all because i doubt alchemy, the god of... stuff and shit i forgor (is it space? i feel like its space, hes clearly based off of primordial gods, but which idk :PP), explained that concept to him, mostly because well why would it matter? alchemy himself is a god above other gods, he himself probably has no concept or care for something like gender, so why explain it to his kids? so when he met life he was like mmm ues im a girl and i like this girl, and for awhile that was good to him, until i think honestly when goth was born and later grew up and then explained to him, or tried to, that, that would make him a lesbian - and for reference geno is a corpse, do you think he cares what label you assign to him or yourself

i think he can transform into animals, usually those associated with death like a crow or snake

speaking of crows i think he keeps a whole murder of them as a pet, hes named every single one of them and he can tell them all apart - he created them himself to be his servants, so he can freely touch them without worrying about them dropping out of the sky a second later

anyways thats all i have, i think, thank you for doinf this i love sharing the brainrot and getting to infodumo shit i straight up made up about characters i love to people

ANONNNNNN WHADDA HELL!!!!!!!

I didnt know all these headcannons were tcoti-adjacent!!!!!! Honestly you have a free pass to headcanon-dump in my ask box whenever you want about whoever you want, I wanna see everything you got!!!!

Also I LOOOOVE the hc that he’s Greek!!! I am also Greek irl and have a lot of Greek family so I am very familiar with the culture and language - him speaking Greek would make me SOOOO happy aaaaaaaa 🙏🙏🙏🙏

[buggyandthebartoclub]

papyrus ⇢ if you put your ‘on repeat’ playlist on shuffle, what’s the first song that comes up? what do you like about it / associate it with?

abelia ⇢ do you have a particular piece of jewelry you always wear or can’t part with?

I LOVE YOU SM WIFE 💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖SMOOOOCH

HIIII WIFEY ILYSM SM SM YOU ARE MY #1 FOREVER <<<333 (MY PHONE IS DEAD BUT YOU KNOW THE PIC W THE FERAL HEARTS YOU USE YES THATS ME @ YOU Papyrus: okay so i did this and got a Chappell Roan song so youre getting more than one bc it feels so wrong to just list Red Wine Supernova when there is also Casual, My Kink is Karma, and Pink Pony Club RIGHT THERE!! (Honorable mentions include: Hot to Go!, Femininomenon, and Guilty Pleasure) And all of these just super fucking fun and hit so many things for me and Chappels videos are also stellar story telling so i enjoy that as well. These are songs I usually binge when I'm in the coloring stage of drawing Abelia: I almost always wear one of my wedding rings when I am out, I have two. One is the ring my husband proposed with/we married with. And the other one was in the family and was gifted to my husband. and a witcher school of the cat necklace or my cyberpunk 2077 pendant as far as pieces I cant part with that would have to be both this super gorgeous pretty tacky/gaudy pin I have, its longer than my whole hand its a gold multi jointed tiger w gems on it. Will attach pic in replies bc im on my laptop lol and I have 2 different seashell bracelets my dad gave me from his trip to turks and caicos when i was like 12 lol, I dont wear them and i dont really speak to my dad but i am still really blown away by the craftsmanship of them that I still sometimes just pull them out and look at them. (not digging them out rn but one of them the seashells are whole??? its so delicate and pretty idk how in the world they threaded them, the other one it is very thin rectangular slices of seashell stacked together/threaded together, also very beautiful and fascinating to me tbh)

[misty720]

True Love - Ch4: 

Another late night and Chara was already asleep with Kabel in their bed this time.   Papyrus entered to find a plate for him in the fridge, but he was so exhausted that he just wanted water and a shower.  On his way to the bathroom with a change of clothes and a towel he wondered why the hell Serif had a bathroom in his room but he didn't.  Then, he decided that would be their next project.  Speaking of the oldest, by the time Papyrus reached the bottom of the stairs, out walked a half asleep Serif.  "WHAT ARE YOU DOING AWAKE AT THIS HOUR, SON?" he asked with concern.

"I heard you come in and wanted to say goodnight..." Serif yawned.

"NYEH HEH!  GOODNIGHT, MY BOY.  I LOVE YOU, STINKER."  He wrapped his free arm around his oldest who was gaining height on him.

As Serif was sauntering back to his room, he turned back with a grimace that reminded Papyrus way too much of Chara and said, "Hey, Dad...  I don't... feel so great..."

"WELL, SON, YOUR ORDER WAS FOR THREE DOUBLE STACKED HAMBURGERS WITH TOPPINGS, A BASKET OF ONION RINGS, A SIDE OF BROCCOLI CHEDDAR SOUP, AND A SLICE OF MUD PIE WITH EXTRA WHIPPED CREAM AND YOU UNDOUBTEDLY ATE ALL OF IT PLUS WHAT YOUR BROTHER AND SISTER LEFT BEHIND.  I'D SAY YOU-"

"Oh shit!" Serif shouted darting into the bathroom closest to him to throw up.

"I SWEAR IF ONE CATCHES IT THE OTHERS HAVE TO CATCH IT.  HOLD ON, SON.  I'LL BE RIGHT BACK..."  Papa Papyrus was on it with the thermometer, medicine, and a mint-ginger tea because Serif always preferred tea when sick thanks to his aunt Frisk which the other two didn't grow up living with.  "YEP, IT'S A FEVER.  YOU CAUGHT WHATEVER BUG IS GOING AROUND.  I'M SORRY, SON.  IS THERE ANYTHING I CAN GET YOU?"

"No, Dad, I think I'm gonna crawl back to my bathroom so you can shower..."

"HAHA!  YOU CAN STAY IN HERE.  I'LL JUST STEAL YOUR BATHROOM A MOMENT.  I DON'T WANT TO LEAVE YOU IN THE FLOOR THOUGH."

"Sorry about the language earlier..." Serif apologized through a thick voice one had when sick.

"I'M NOT WORRIED ABOUT THAT.  I'M WORRIED ABOUT YOU THREE KIDS," Papyrus sat in the side of the tub rubbing Serif's messy waved hair.  Suddenly he sat back up and hit the toilet again.

"Dad?..."

"YES, SON?" Papyrus answered ferfeiting his glass of water so his boy could wash the taste out along with his wash cloth to wipe his face.

"Thanks...  Dad, why couldn't we take after you?...  I hate being sick..."

"LUCK OF THE GENE DRAW, I SUPPOSE.  ARE YOU GOING TO BE ALRIGHT WHILE I WASH WORK OFF OF ME?"

"Yeah...  I'm not my siblings.  I have more wit than that to come knock if something's wrong."

"I'M MORE CONCERNED ABOUT YOU PASSING OUT AND NOT BEING ABLE TO COME GET ONE OF US."

"What is all the noise about down here??" Chara asked coming around the corner from the living room.  "Pap??  Is everything...  Oh no, not you now?!"

"HEY, HONEY.  YEAH, THE STINKY ONE IS NEXT.  CARE TO SIT HERE A MOMENT?  I NEED TO SHOWER," Papyrus greeted her.

"Have you already given him medicine and everything?"

"YES, I JUST DON'T WANT TO LEAVE HIM WHILE HE'S THROWING UP."  Chara felt Serif's forehead to find it was burning hot, sighed, and gave her husband a parting kiss before taking his seat.

"Mom, I'm really okay by myself if you want to go back to bed," Serif groaned.

"I know you are, love.  But, we don't want to leave you alone.  You're still my baby even if you look down at me now.  You'll always be my boy and we'll always want to take care of you.  There will be a time we won't be able to be there and you'll have to do this on your own.  Now is not that time, my love," Chara soothed him best she could handing him his tea to sip.  "Your dad forgot the crackers.  Though... as much as you ate, you might not need them..."

"Mom?... Can you make me broth instead?"

"Of course, love.  I'll be right back."  Once Serif was tucked back in with a bucket by his bed, Chara told him, "Don't try to climb the stairs.  Call my phone and I'll come to you, okay?  I know you're big and think you can do things on your own, and many things you can, but I don't like leaving you alone when you're sick.  Don't sleep on your back either."  Serif nodded and tried to lay down to sleep.  Papyrus kissed his temple after Chara and they headed back upstairs.  Passing the bathroom, Chara stalled.

"ARE YOU ALRIGHT, DEAR?" her husband asked with concern for her this time.

"Actually... Pap... I haven't felt great today...  I don't- Oh shit!" she exclaimed in the same fashion as her son and hit the toilet.

"WELL," Papyrus scoffed, "THERE ARE LESS RUDE WAYS FOR YOU BOTH TO SAY YOU DIDN'T LIKE MY COOKING THAN TO TOSS IT."

"Shut... the hell up... Papyrus..." Chara struggled to joke back with her head in the porcelain.  "Paaap..." she whined tossing the rest of her stomach's contents.

Kneeling down, he felt her forehead to find she was also feverish.  "WOWIE!  YOU'RE HOT, AND NOT IN THE USUAL WAY I MEAN IT.  I'M GOING TO SKIP WORK TOMORROW AND TAKE CARE OF YOU BOTH."

"No... don't... don't worry 'bout me...  I'm fine, I can take care of myself and Serif..."

"NO YOU CANNOT.  LOVE, I KNOW YOU'RE STRONG BUT YOU HAVE ALSO COME DOWN WITH THIS BUG.  BESIDES," he leaned in rubbing her back, "YOU'RE MORE IMPORTANT THAN THAT."

"What about work though?...  They need you..."

"ELODIE CAN HANDLE A DAY BY HERSELF.  THE KITCHEN WILL BE FINE ONE DAY.  I LOVE YOU MORE THAN WORK.  I WOULDN'T HAVE HESITATED TO STAY HOME WITH SYLF OR KABEL EITHER, BUT I KNOW I CAN RELY ON YOU TO TAKE THAT RESPONSIBILITY SO I CAN FOCUS ON MAKING MONEY.  YOU NEED HELP NOW AND THAT'S WHAT I'M HERE FOR.  WE'RE A TEAM HERE AT HOME FIRST, THEN WORK.  REMEMBER?" Payrus assured his wife.

"It's been so long since I've actually needed takin' care of...  I forgot what it was like..."

"EXCUSE YOU.  I TAKE CARE OF YOU ALL THE TIME!"

"I know, Pap.  I was just teasing...  I don't feel well and was trying to take my mind off it."

"OH, I'M SORRY, DEAR.  YOU HANG TIGHT AND I'LL GET YOU MEDICINE, A TOWEL, A WET CLOTH, AND A GINGER-ALE."

"Thank you - I love you..."

"I LOVE YOU, MY DEAR, WITH ALL MY SOUL.  JUST REMEMBER THAT WHEN THINGS ARE ROCKY WITH THE BUSINESS AND WE'RE NOT TOGETHER AS MUCH."  He returned shortly with the promised items and pulled her shoulder length auburn hair out of her face.

"Papa?..." a small voice called from the doorway.  Sylfae had woken up hearing the commotion.

"YES, MINION?" he replied scooping her up to put her back to bed except he decided to put her with Kabel so he wasn't alone if he awoke.  He stepped into the bedroom to see his child had managed to stretch himself across half of the king sized bed.  "WONDERFUL..." he sighed.  "AT LEAST HE'S ASLEEP..."

"Is Momma okay?  Is her tummy bad too?"

"YES, PUMPKIN, MOMMA ISN'T FEELING WELL AND PAPA IS GOING TO TAKE CARE OF HER AND BUBBY.  THEY'RE BOTH ILL TONIGHT WITH THE BUG."

"Is-Is it my fault Momma and bubby are sick?" Sylfae asked tearing up while Papyrus covered her with her blankets.

"SHH... NO, PUMPKIN, NOT AT ALL.  EVERYONE JUST GETS SICK SOMETIMES, EVEN MOMMA," he reassured her.

"You're never sick..."

"MONSTERS DON'T CATCH HUMAN AILMENTS.  WE CAN HAVE DAYS WE DON'T FEEL WELL BUT HUMAN GERMS AND BACTERIA DON'T AFFECT US.  YOU KIDS AREN'T LUCKY IN THAT TO WHICH I AM SORRY.  NOW, LIE DOWN AND SLEEP.  YOU'RE GOING TO SCHOOL TOMORROW WHETHER YOU'RE TIRED OR NOT.  TWO DAYS IS PLENTY TO RECOVER."

"Yes, Papa.  I love you..."

"I LOVE YOU TOO, PUMPKIN.  GOODNIGHT."

"I love you more..."

"I LOVE YOU MORE, AND WE BOTH KNOW I CAN COUNT HIGHER.  SO, CLOSE THOSE PRETTY AMBER-RED EYES AND SLEEP."  Papyrus kissed her cheek and received one in turn before she rolled over and snuggled her favorite stuffed dinosaur that used to be Serif's.  After tucking both little ones in and feeling Kabel's forehead, he then ran back downstairs to check on Serif who was still battling the nausea while cradling the bucket.

"Dad?" Serif cried pitifully from the can.  "Dad, I don't feel good, I feel like crap, I want it to stop," he sobbed like small child as if he were his siblings' age again.  Hearing the distress in his son's voice broke Papyrus's heart.

"I KNOW, SON.  I'M SORRY.  I'M GOING TO BE HERE TONIGHT AND TOMORROW, ALRIGHT?  IT'S JUST A TWENTY-FOUR HOUR BUG.  IT WILL PASS, I PROMISE," he comforted the boy wrapping his boned arms gently around his shoulders and petting his crown.  Taking the bucket from him to set aside, Papyrus held his oldest while he cried a moment from just feeling awful.  "HEY, IT'S ALRIGHT.  I DON'T MIND YOU CRYING ON ME IN THE LEAST, BUT IT'S JUST GOING TO UPSET YOUR STOMACH EVEN MORE.  I'M SURE YOU FEEL BAD ENOUGH, SO TRY TO CALM DOWN, OKAY?  CAN YOU DO THAT FOR ME?"  Serif nodded and wiped his eyes on his sleeve but returned to hugging his dad.

"I'm sorry, I'm not used to being sick..."

"I KNOW.  YOU WERE THE HEALTHY ONE OF THE THREE.  BUT, DON'T BE SORRY AT ALL.  EVERYONE IS SICK SOMETIMES; IT'S A PART OF LIFE.  AND, I'M RIGHT HERE, HOWEVER, I DO NEED TO MAKE SURE MOMMA ISN'T DROWING IN THE TOILET."  Serif let him go in exchange for a clean trash can.  Papyrus returned to the bathroom to find Chara curled up on the floor like the children do when they're sick, too afraid to stray from the best receptacle for purging.  No one wanted to deal with the mess of being sick and flushing it away was the easiest clean up.  "WHAT CAN I DO, LOVE?" he asked sitting on the tub wall to pat her.

"Kill me...  please..." Chara groaned.

"NOPE, TRY AGAIN."

"Use some magic to rub my back...  That always feels nice..."

"THAT I CAN DO."  Tentative husband Papyrus lowered himself to the floor and gently massaged her back with a touch of his healing magic.  Had the magic been the kind that would help a virus, he would have cured all of his household.  Unfortunately, his healing was only good for physical damage such as broken bones and cuts or burns.  He did use this trick on all of them to calm them down or bring some kind of comfort.

"How is Serif?"

"DOING ABOUT AS WELL AS YOU, DEAR.  I JUST CHECKED ON HIM AND KABEL AFTER PUTTING MINION BACK TO BED."

"Thank you, Pap...  I can always count on you...  No matter what, even if things aren't going the best... even if I'm feeling like we're drifting apart, you always come back to remind me how much you truly love me and the kids...  I'm sorry I expect so much sometimes..." she started crying too.

"I'M SORRY THINGS HAVEN'T BEEN AS ROMANTIC OR EXCITING AS THEY USED TO BE...  I KNOW I HAVE BEEN SLACKING-"

"No!  No, you are wonderful, Pap.  I'm just still childish when it comes to your attention.  I know you're just trying to provide while also being happy with how you do it.  I understand... I just... miss you sometimes... when it's ten at night and your side of the bed is cold...  I know I can't have you here and working to make a living for us...  I wouldn't mind working to share the burden..."

"I DON'T WANT YOU TO WORK!  YOU TAKE A LOT OF BURDEN OFF BY BEING HERE FOR THE KIDS!  PLUS, THE FIRST TIME ANYONE WAS CROSS WITH YOU OR TALKED TO YOU THEY WAY THEY DO YOUR SISTER, I WOULD GO TO PRISON.  HONEY, I DON'T THINK YOU REALIZE HOW MUCH I MISS YOU AND THE KIDS.  I WOULD LOVE NOTHING MORE THAN TO BE HOME EVERY NIGHT BY EIGHT, BUT IT'S JUST NOT POSSIBLE TO PAY FOR EVERYTHING AND NOT PROPERLY MANAGE THE RESTAURANT.  I'M TRAINING ELODIE, BUT SHE'S NOT READY YET TO BE ON HER OWN MORE THAN A COUPLE OF DAYS AT A TIME.  IT WILL BE BETTER SOON, I PROMISE.  YOU HAVE NO IDEA HOW MUCH I APPRECIATE YOU FOR STICKING BY ME EVEN WHEN YOU FEEL LEFT OUT.  IT'S NEVER MY INTENT TO MAKE YOU FEEL THAT WAY EITHER.  YOU'RE SUCH A GOOD WOMAN AND A GREAT PARTNER, AND I'M SO GRATEFUL TO HAVE YOU IN MY CORNER.  I'M TRYING, I SWEAR.  I LOVE YOU DEEPLY, CHARA.  YOU'RE MY BEST FRIEND, MY BETTER HALF, AND MY TRUE LOVE."

"Paaap... I lo-ugh... I love-"  Before she could finish her sentence, Chara hit the bowl with another bout of nausea.

"WELL, I'M SORRY MY DECLARATION OF TRUE LOVE MADE YOUR STOMACH TURN."

"Now is not... ugh... a good time for your smartass remarks..."

"SORRY, DEAR.  JUST TRYING TO BE LIGHTHEARTED TO HELP YOU FEEL BETTER.  BABY, I'M GOING TO MAKE MY BED ON THE COUCH SO I CAN HEAR YOU AND STINKER IF EITHER OF YOU NEED ME."

"Thank you... I love you... my best friend, my rock, my husband..."

"I LOVE YOU TOO.  TRY TO REST, LOVE."  It wasn't a lie.  Papyrus really did miss his family while working so much and would rather be home wrestling with his brood.  He truly preferred his lovely wife stay home and be comfortable while taking care of the other responsibilities.  But, he would also rather bust his proverbial ass at his own business, as his own boss, while doing what he loved than go back to working a mundane desk job sorting paperwork for someone else.  He loved working with his sister in law, but the politics he could do without.  He was much happier even if it meant sacrificing a little time now for more in the future because he didn't plan on going like this forever and looked forward to retiring earlier than he could if he were still with the Embassy.  His business had brought in more than enough to sustain them and provide luxuries, but only because he was so meticulously involved with it day in and day out for the six days it was open.  Papyrus had a plan for the long run and would eventually only be checking in a couple days a week or if they were short on occasion.  His passion was cooking, true.  And, he loved it, yes.  However, his true love was his family and being a husband and a father more than anything.

@papara-week

[greenelectricsky]

08.12 - candles! 🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

Papyrus has a difficult relationship with candles. He absolutely hates them when they are too close to his precious books. He also loves them when he wants to clear his mind and can watch their flames for hours.

(Papyrus is my oc, he lives in the library and loves detective stories, murder mysteries and similar genres.)

🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

Rumpleteazer: Jerrie, stop playing with flame.

Mungojerrie: But it's fuuuuuuun!

Rumpleteazer: It was also "fun" when you burned half of the fur on your paw?

Mungojerrie, stop his moves remembering it: Nope... Not at all... Ouch!

Rumpleteazer, rolling her eyes: Again?

Mungojerrie: But you distracted me!

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Munkustrap and Skimbleshanks finally had time for a proper date with romantic dinner, candles and all that jazz. Now they sit together, cuddled, sipping wine in low, warm light.

Skimbleshanks: I don't know where you get those candles, but they are amazing.

Munkustrap, leaning on his husband's side: Misto gave them to me.

Skimbleshanks: Oh? It's really nice of him.

Munkustrap: He said he knows how much I like watching your eyes with so much colourful lights around.

Skimbleshanks, amused: How many times you talked with him about my eyes?

Munkustrap, flustered: Probably too many for his liking...

🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️

Munkustrap: Jerrie... What is going on? Why are you hiding?

Mungojerrie, ears flat, almost sobbing: Because you should be angry at me and you're not and...

Munkustrap, hugging Jerrie: Shhhh... It's alright. You didn't want to destroy it.

Mungojerrie: But I wanted to play with it even if I knew I shouldn't because it is so easy to break...

Munkustrap: Jerrie, it's only a candle. Yes, I like their scent, but that's all...

Mungojerrie: You aren't angry? Really?

Munkustrap, with warm smile: Nope.

Mungojerrie, ears perked: So... Can I play with next one?

Munkustrap: I never said that. Keep yourself far away from them.

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Rumpleteazer: You're alright?

Victoria: Yes, Teaz, I'm cool, don't worry.

Rumpleteazer: Of course I'm worried, luv! We did it at the last moment!

Victoria: But we did it and we're safe now.

Rumpleteazer: Yeah, but the date...

Victoria: Don't worry. We can do it tomorrow? But less candles next time? Or at last less suddenly moves around them...

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WARNING!!!! ABOUT SEX!!!!

Rum Tum Tugger: Can we try something new?

Skimbleshanks: Like what?

Rum Tum Tugger: I've seen it once... You light a candle like that... wait a few moments... and you spill it on your lover.

Skimbleshanks in his "conductor voice": Put it down, boy. There is not a chance I'll get it out of my fur. And it's even less likely you get it out of yours.

Rum Tum Tugger: Yes, sir!

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[nadineselfships-archived]

Me: i'm feeling masc rn

Person: *ignores me and refers to me with she/her within 0.2 seconds*

Me: a h

—

Me: i'm feeling masc but dw abou-

My f/o's: YOU LOOK SO HANDSOME TODAY BABY!! MY GORGEOUS HUSBAND I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!! *refers to me with he/they the rest of the day*

Me: *ugly sobbing* I l o v e y o u

[sneakyfox55]

ghngghghg i just wanna. kiss him,

[tale-as-old-as-time-au]

"Chara woke up very suddenly with loud bangs on her door, the specifics of the nightmare she was having already escaping her. What the hell was that noise?! 

-Chara!! Open up!!

Oh crap, that was Papyrus!! What could he possibly want at that time?! Why would he think a respectful woman would open her room's door for him in the middle of the night?! Maybe he assumed she would because he was a king?! She would NEVER!!

-What?! - Chara yelled back at the door, more angry than scared. There was a heavy lock on that door and it couldn't be opened from the outside, she had checked it.

-Chara, we HAVE to find that book!!

She jumped out of the bed and slammed the door open a moment later.

-You finished it already??

In front of her, the king was dressed in his sleeping clothes and looked completely distraught, one of his hands clenched on her old book. Just by his expression, Chara already learned the answer.

-How the f*ck was I supposed to sleep after they got there?? - the skeleton asked, gesturing with the book - That's… They… Wow!!

-I know!!

The girl beamed, absolutely delighted. That was the first time someone got it. She was certain that was exactly how she looked like when she finished that book, and back then Chara had no one to talk about it. Her father never liked fiction books.

-I also finished the book very fast when I got to that part!! There's something about the way this author tells the story…! - she was so excited and couldn't help doing a little tease - I can't believe you liked my girly book, your majesty.

-This is NOT girly - Papyrus shoved a finger on the book's cover, serious - Not at all. Now I understand why you went on that stupidly dangerous trip all by yourself, I thought…

He held his tongue. In truth, Papyrus had thought Chara was just dumb, but she didn't need to know that. He proceeded.

-Hell, I shall put everyone else on the search for the other book. I don't even understand how you were in there sleeping and not still looking…?

The king abruptly stopped talking, his sockets stuck somewhere below the girl's face before he turned his skull away, coughing.

-Uh… You should fix your thing.

Chara quickly looked down and oh my, her gown was open!! She wasn't showing a full breast or anything, but that was still way more chest area that would be appropriate for a lady to show to anyone except her husband. Blushing furiously, Chara closed the rebel buttons, cursing herself for not noticing it sooner. 

-S-sorry! - she kept her head down while babbling, too mortified to face the skeleton.

Papyrus glanced back at the human, actually impressed by the deep redness of her face. Damn, that girl was too innocent. Her utter bashfulness actually made his own skull heat.

-So, here is your book - he coughed once more to hide his embarrassment, handing her the old volume and scratching the back of his skull - And… Let's search for the other one tomorrow?

-Y-yes, that seems good! - Chara squeaked, finally lifting her still blushed face to look at the king - Good night!

-Good night.

Even after locking the door and pressing her back against it, Chara's heartbeats were still wild inside her chest. Right, ok, here are a couple of her thoughts:

One: it had been VERY stupid of her to open that door. She made really bad decisions when it comes to that book and that couldn't keep happening. Chara vowed to police herself on that from now on.

Two: Papyrus could have attacked her if he wanted to, but he didn't. They were alone, he was a lot bigger and stronger than she was and her freaking chest was showing, but he didn't do anything. He had even stopped looking, almost like a gentleman instead of a monster.

So, maybe… He deserved a little bit of trust? Just a little bit. She wouldn't let her guard down completely but she could give him a chance. Yeah, that seemed reasonable! Chara glanced at the book she was hugging and smiled fondly.

After all, he liked "It ends now"...

Chara hit her own forehead with the book as hard as she could, grunting. Didn't she JUST tell herself not to make decisions based on that book?! Damn it!! Was she also under a spell?!

Mentally cursing, the girl threw the old volume in her travel bag before getting under the covers and trying to sleep. Tomorrow seemed like a good day to figure out what the hell was wrong with her."

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Alphys was right, they are both huge nerds.

About the drawing: damn I really wanted to draw some pretty rococo background but I DIDN'T wanna spend weeks on a single drawing.

So, THANK YOU, ISABELA MADRIGAL, for reminding me that things don't need to be "symmetrical or perfect" to be beautiful <3

[undoubtablydisney]

No Such Beauty as Where You Belong - Chapter 6

"Makkari?" Druig found her in a shadowy corner, taking a break from the revelries. He signed so only she could see, as if they weren't already alone. "Do you want to play a game with me?"

"What game?" Makkari asked, tilting her head inquisitively. Usually, she was the one who had to drag Druig into playing games.

"I have four questions for you," he said, holding up slips of papyrus. "I can guarantee that your answer will be yes to every one."

"Is this a game or a wager?"

"A little of both, I suppose." He set the slips on the stone between them. "Do you want to play?"

"Sure." Makkari watched as Druig arranged the questions in a row, then pushed one forward. She took it and unfolded it to read Druig's precise handwriting. Do you like sugared dates? She laughed. "Of course I do! You knew that!"

"I never said I didn't know the answers," Druig replied cheekily. "Not all of them, anyways. Keep going."

The next one asked, Can Kingo always make you laugh? Makkari smiled and nodded. The third asked, Have you enjoyed living in Egypt? This time, when Makkari looked up to sign her affirmation, she noticed Druig was leaning forward anxiously. There was one question left.

Makkari felt as though the air suddenly became charged as she picked up the slip of papyrus. She unfolded it, her eyes darting over the words several times before meeting Druig's.

Do you love me?

Just a few meters away, the crowd gasped at one of Sprite's illusions. Golden light reached into their little corner to illuminate Druig's face. If someone looked, they would have seen Makkari and Druig with no trouble. They didn't really have much privacy. But Makkari felt as though they were the only two on the planet.

A long second passed, and Makkari reached for Druig's hand.

"Yes," she signed with the other. "I love you. I love you, Druig."

"I love you, Makkari." He lifted her hand to kiss her palm.

Happy Thanksgiving! As you may be able to tell, I am grateful for Drukkari for making my world go round, for Lauren Ridloff and Barry Keoghan for being the best captains of our ship, and for Chloé Zhao who understood exactly what we wanted in a couple.

The inspiration for this scene came from an interview of Lauren Ridloff and her husband. They talk about how they met and their first date and it's the cutest thing in the world. If you need a serotonin hit, I highly suggest it.

Read the first five chapters of No Such Beauty as Where You Belong here!

[aikoiya]

What if humanity and the surface monsters somehow got Alphys’ camera footage of the Ebott Kingdom all attacking and trying to destroy Frisk as well as harvest their soul?… What if half of the Kingdom (including all the main characters) were thrown in a special Anti-Magic Prison, because of all their crimes (child murder + attempted murder + attempted war/genocide)?… What if Frisk gets adopted by Monster Kid’s family, while this is happening?

And what if the mother of one of the 6 dead humans was actually a monster (aka the child was adopted)?

Toriel: I understand why Asgore and some of the others are on trial… But why am I also on trial? I didn’t murder those children! I haven’t done anything wrong!

Old Monster Lady: Queen Toriel?

Toriel: Yes?

Old Monster Lady: I just found out, that all the previous humans that came before Frisk, had died by your husband’s hands and YOU KNEW IT! You knew what King Asgore and his Kingdom was gonna do to those children and their souls! You knew he wanted to start another horrible war! But you let him hurt those innocent humans anyway? You knew all those things! But still my boy is dead now. And there’s nothing you can do about it. My boy is dead, because of YOU and YOUR HUSBAND… I wanted you to know that.

[Old Monster Lady walks away, with tears in her eyes…]

Asgore: I’m sorry, Toriel. She’s wrong. What happened wasn’t your fault.

Toriel: …Yes, it was.

Out of curiosity, how do you think Asgore + Toriel + Papyrus + Undyne + Alphys + Mettaton + Sans would all react if some of the previous dead humans that Asgore destroyed… were actually adopted by surface-monster families (like how Asgore and Toriel adopted Chara)?

How would they feel about realizing that their horrible actions had ironically hurt monsterkind as well as humanity?

How would they feel about realizing that they’re honestly no better than the Human Village that destroyed Asriel a long time ago? 💔💔💔 

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Aikoiya: Hmm… This is a tough one… Well, for one, they’d likely be blindsided by the fact that there were still monsters living on the surface at all. Then add to that the fact that they, as far as I can tell from your submission, just openly live in harmony with humanity. It’d be quite the shock.

Afterall, there was a ton of speciesist propaganda going around the Underground. The only real way I could see this being possible is if Asgore & Toriel had either not been born yet during the Monster-Human War or they’d been too young to remember much of it.

Plus, there’s a decent amount of evidence to suggest that a lot more happened to cause the war to take place. That the monsters might not have been as innocent as the player was led to believe.

I go over this in post of mine from a while back.

Anyway, in such a situation as this being the case, that would suggest that it was actually Asgore’s predecessor who fought in the war, but we don’t know anything about them, so most of this is just speculation on my part.

If this was true, it’s very possible that the only ones aware that there were other monsters out there not living in the Underground would be those who’d lived through it & the only one that we know of for certain would be Gerson. Meanwhile, all the newer monsters would be under the mistaken impression that they were the only ones for various reasons.

Despite the fact that, if that were the case, then it would mean that humanity had exterminated everyone else, which makes no sense considering the fact that they were trapped in a giant magic prison rather than killed off. The very fact that the monsters of the Underground are alive to debate the idea makes mockery of the possibility. Either monsters are too self-absorbed to think on it or there are those that bring this up, but the rest of the Underground largely looks down on them as conspiracy theorists. (I personally like the latter more.)

As for why Gerson wouldn’t say anything about this, I’m not sure. It’s possible that there was some sort of gag order by someone higher up, but that’s a theory for another time.

Asgore… would likely be horrified. After all, he put his own people through the same anguish that he, himself, went through so long ago. Like I’ve said before, I see him as the type to take the guilt onto himself & accept the punishment of… basically being a cereal child murderer. I don’t wanna think about how long he’d be in though. I mean, he’s got 6 counts of 1st degree murder (25 years to life each), 1 count of conspiracy to commit murder (10 years to life), as well as conspiracy to commit genocide (20 years to life). So, that’s 180 years to life right there & that's lowballing it.

Toriel, I see feeling insanely guilty for the exact reason you stated above. I don’t think she did what she did purposefully, more so unconsciously, but it was still, inevitably, wrong & against the law. So, in the end, it really wouldn't matter unless her defense attorney happened to be a member of the Wright Anything Agency. In the end, hers would be more a crime of negligence. So, she’s more likely to be charged with 6 counts of misprision of felony & accessory after the fact. While misprision is a misdemeanor & prison time for it is only 3 years per. Multiply that by 6-7 (I assume) & that adds up to at least 18 years. Add to that the 6 counts of accessory to felony, which is lowballed at 1 year, but the maximum of 15-30 years each depending on where you are, that adds up to 24-180 plus 18, so 42-198 years. That isn’t an insignificant amount. Then, there’s the fact that she knew about Asgore’s intention to commit literal genocide, so that’s complicacy in genocide, which adds, at most, ½ the term of imprisonment for the original crime as far as I’m seeing. This also technically counts for all the monsters involved.

Papyrus… I feel like he’d be the least affected. He’s never seen to be the particularly malicious type, so I see him being more confused, but at the same time elated. I’m not sure if he knew about the intent to commit genocide. He’d at least get assault charges. If nothing else, I got the impression that he would accept that he did something wrong & own up to it once he knew that he did something wrong. As such, I see him being one of the only ones who might be able to manage to get a lighter sentence, possibly. That could just be me, but that's what I think.

Undyne… Yeesh… I very much think her entire worldview would be flipped on its head. She only ever really befriends Frisk for petty reasons & she was just outright bigoted from the moment you meet her. Sure, she was all-in on Frisk after the fact, but I, personally, can't really be sure how much of that is genuine & how much is her being committed to proving that she can, which would definitely be something brought up by a prosecutor to cast doubt on her motives. Not to mention, she was all-in with the genocide idea for years. So, that’s aiding & abetting, conspiracy... Gosh, I’m getting a headache…

I’m not really sure what Alphys would think. I mean, she’d be happy that they weren’t alone, but at the same time… It’s possible that she thought of this as a possibility, but either did not speak up for one reason or another, or entirely dismissed the idea as impossible. Either way, she alone has committed several crimes against both humanity & monsterkind. I mean, it's likely that monsterkind is counted amongst the ranks of people, & as such, she’d have definitely violated the laws of the Geneva Convention & human experimentation, not just against the human souls, but also the monsters who became the amalgamates. In fact, due to monsters openly being part of Surface life, it's likely that both races were waiting for the Underground monsters to come up, likely believing that, at most 6 of the missing children had fallen down there as if all had, then why hadn't they surfaced yet. I could see the Surface monsters hoping that the Underground monsters would opt for mercy, only to feel uncertain when only 1 human child surfaced with them, then horrified to learn what had taken place.

Actually, the Surface monsters might end up being the most audibly upset over it.

As for Sans… I don’t think he’d process it very well at first. Oh, he wouldn’t make a big deal about it on the outside, but inside, I see him having severe cognitive dissonance over it. I just… I see him as being very anti-human one way or another. Maybe not outwardly, but the way he acts in the game towards Frisk, as well as the fact that he is, in some way or another, aware of the RESETs to some degree, yet doesn't do anything about it until far too late, suggests at the very least a level of scorn.

I’m starting to get a bit of a headache, so I’m not gonna do Mettaton here.

Either way, there’d be this cloud of discomfort that would descend upon the Underground monsters, though not necessarily the outright DOOM that would be appropriate for this situation because, really only Alphys might actually have some idea of just how effed they were due to having watched anime & even she wouldn’t really have a full idea unless she were the sort to play Ace Attorney games or some such. I don’t really see many monsters completely understanding what the big deal is because, as I assume, the monsters were implied to have been sealed during a time where monsters & humans mostly used old school weaponry such as spears as shown at the beginning of the game. Not guns. And considering how willing they were to commit genocide (again, I can’t let this go) & the fact that we don’t really see any prisons or dungeons in the Underground, I’m not even sure that Underground monsters have laws against murder. So, it's likely that the discomfort would mostly be due to concern with how they'd be seen & not from fear of retribution. As such, monsterkind would definitely be in for a rude awakening.

Dear God, almost all the monsters in the Underground could get jailtime or juvie! I only see Monster Kid possibly getting out of it, maybe. Do we even see anyone in the game who says they don’t want this to happen?? Like, obviously those who tried to prevent it & acted out in defiance of it might be given leave as it was literally impossible for them to report the crime so they could get some leeway, but all those who sung out in favor like Bratty & Catty?? Their asses would be in jail.

Though, how would a court even try those that said nothing such as Grillby & Fuku Fire?

Please, keep in mind that I don’t study law. This is all based on Google searches.

Edit: I just realized something, though... Why did Asgore wait for another human after the last one? Unless I'm mistaken, wasn't Chara's soul shown to be in the DT Extractor in the True Lab? If so, then the monsters technically had all 7 souls.

Why did Asgore wait? Unless, either he wanted to be defeated someday to keep from having to go through with what he promises or he actively didn't know about Chara's soul still being around & thought that it'd simply turned to dust with Asriel's body? But that doesn't make sense, he'd have seen it... Or he refused to use their soul to kill humanity?

Hmm... That never occurred to me before now. Might wanna look into that...

[haveyouseenthisskeleton]

Idea time~~~ S/O opens their door wide open and says "Quick get a big white dress, I know how to evade taxes." and got married after that, how were the skellies reactions-???

Undertale Sans - He is still asleep and didn't understand a word you said so you carried him all the way to your wedding. He heard someone ask him something and he said yes by reflex, and then he woke up screaming "wait what????" but it's too late. He said yes. He's not sure about it but whatever, he guess he is married now???

Undertale Papyrus - He stops you. "YOU CAN'T ESCAPE TAXES THAT'S ILLEGAL." Then he stops and looks at you with a worried face. "THOUGH I S-STILL WANT TO MARRY YOU. IF YOU WANT TO?". He's scared you will reject him because of the taxes but ok. After the wedding, he goes to tell Sans he got married so you can avoid taxes, and Sans just stared at you like "you used my brother just for this i'm making sure no one finds your body" and you are a little bit terrified, but smile, it's your wedding day.

Underswap Sans - He's not doing it, and might even get pissed about it. Wedding is very important for Blue, and this just sound not right and the fact you even proposed him is making him angry. He needs time to calm down and goes to see his brother for the day. He will forgive afterwards.

Underswap Papyrus - He is screaming the entire time, from the moment you drag him outside to the moment the mayor said you are now husband and wife. He is happy, confused, scared and shoked at the same time and at this point, he is not sure which feeling is right. When he goes to sleep, he wakes up the next morning thinking everything was a dream, and then he saw the ring and screamed again.

Underfell Sans - He doesn't care at all about the wedding. Though, he will insist heavily for the moon night, because, eh, he can think of some places you two can go and have sex until mornings. He actually made a list of the 50 places he wants to have sex with S/O before dying. It seems like a good time to start. Pick one.

Underfell Papyrus - Nope. He's not doing that. He screams at you for tricking him into his mess. It's clearly not an adequate wedding and who the hell do you think he is? He thinks you are with him just because you wanted to avoid taxes now and he is pretty hurt about it. He needs some time to calm down.

Horrortale Sans - At first, he doesn't care, but afterwards, he just forgets it. And when he realises what he did, he is so mad. You knew about his memory loss and you knew he can make quick decisions like this because of his problems. He wasn't consentant about it and now he feels just trapped, because he has to do more paperwork to undo it, and some people are now worry because they weren't invited, like Willow. Though, when Willow learns what you did, he is far less nice than Oak and just puts your head in your shit. What the hell were you thinking? It's honnestly maybe a dealbreaker.

Horrortale Papyrus - When the mayor asks him if he wants to marry you, he lets go a cold "N O." and then ragequits the room. He is so angry. This is something you are supposed to talk together, not doing this on the spot. The fact you drag him here without even telling him what you had planned is making him mad. Willow doesn't want to see you for some days, he needs time to think. He will forgive you eventually, but you better ask him at another time because this is a topic he is avoiding now.

Swapfell Sans - You can avoid taxes by marrying someone???? Why the hell no one told him before. Please yes. Can he marry other guys to avoid even more taxes? He doesn't have a limit anymore. Give him 700 wifes, he's ready if it means he doesn't have to pay taxes. You are a bit outraged about it but can you really say something after that? Maybe don't tell him you can win money when people die, it can end pretty badly.

Swapfell Papyrus - Well, ok, but he don't have a ring, so have this 3-weeks old onion ring he had in his pocket instead. It's green and it smells bad, but uh, it's kinda work? Even the mayor is disgusted when he puts it to your finger and had to go empty his stomach in the nearest toilets.