I dunno if you've been asked before ...But what reactions will the skelebois (UT US UF SF) have if their S/O haves like 3-6 snakes ? Total snake person.
* PLS SEND ME A PICCER OF ANY SNEKS YOU HAVE I LOVE SNEKS PLS LOVE SNEKS I JUST REALLY LOVE SNEKS I JUST SO MUCH LO–
He likes watching the snakes, finds their anatomy very fascinating. They’re basically… muscle noodles. He wants no part in taking care of them but will gladly watch.
He loves them. He’s going to befriend EVERY snake. His loudness and enthusiasm might scare the slitherbebs so please keep him in check because he will try to pet them.
He’s equal part fascinated and repulsed by them. Also kind of concerned for his S/O’s safety. Are those venomous? Can they kill his S/O? Why the hell would anyone actively keep something that could kill them as a pe– HEY what do you mean why else am i dating you?!
WHAT KIND OF HOMOSAPIEN NONSENSE IS THIS?! ACTIVELY KEEPING AND LIVING WITH AN ACTUAL CARNIVOROUS CAPABLE BEAST?! DO HUMANS HAVE A DEATH WISH?? Okay yeah fine it’s kind of cute and cool ok shut up he likes em so what.
He’s kind of intimidated by them at first, but let him hold and stroke the danger noodles and he’ll warm up to them quickly. He hates feeding time because he doesn’t want to see the rats getting eaten.
He doesn’t like the slither spaghetti. He has pet rats so he’s kind of disturbed by a predator that can eat his own scuttle snoots.
YES! He is all for exotic pets, the wilder the better. He gets really affectionate with the snakes. You might even catch him having conversations with some. He loves helping his S/O take care of them.
Y E S!!! He likes snakes but because of the aesthetical appeal. He loves carrying them around and letting them be blepping scarves. They seem to like it too, if only because his skeletal body is a fun new climbing tree. Oh dear, please help him extricate the snek from his ribs.
Me, October 30th: Oh, this will be a fun project for Halloween! If I put all my effort into it, i’m sure I can finish it in a day or two.
Me, November 13th, spraining my wrist from drawing so much, lost feeling in my eyes, now hating this song, hasn’t showered but that’s normal, and most definitely going to disappear for 1 ½ years in two days:
I t i s f i n i s h e d .
Side note, Happy Halloween! Hope you liked it cause it was really hard to make. Who’s your favorite Disney Villain? Mine used to be Maleficent for a long time, but once The Princess and the Frog came out I couldn’t help but switch over to Doctor Facilier.
I always see alot of Underfell Paps being worried of a sick Sans and being caring and tsundere as opposed to his usual tyranny. But I want to see is a grumpy sick Pap being told no to by a stern but worried-sick Sans.
Which of these do you think the UT, US, UF and SF bros would do if they wanted to get out if a job?
BWAHAHAHAHAAH SHIT I’M CRYIGN In order of the list:
Bonus: Chara trying to get out of school
With this list in mind, I’d like all of you to take a moment of your time to form the mental images of Swapfell Pap with the entire first scene of Macbeth tattooed to the left side of his face like the worst Phantom Of The Opera cosplay in the world.
Imagine Underfell Pap whipping the backs of the interns’ chairs and shouting commands as they wheel him to the breakroom for coffee. Think of his self-satisfied smirk, perched straight-backed and mighty on his rolling chair.
Imagine Underfell Sans getting fucking sick and tired of the company and the printer paper jamming was the last fucking straw. First he hits it. Then people start staring and he gets pissed. “FUCK THIS PRINTER AND ALSO YOU.” He declares, sinking his teeth into the machine. He’s tearing it apart, shoving parts into his mouth. CRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCHCRUNCH “SANS! What is hell are you doing?” “paperjam.” He replies, shrugging, before promptly getting fired.
Imagine Swapfell Sans vibrating with excitement as his monster truck is delivered at the company parking lot. He teleports straight into the drivers seat as the higher ups are yelling about who the hell ordered this? “MOVE YOUR DERRIERES, PEASANTS!” He yells down at them, starting up the roaring engine. “Sans! What is the meaning of this?” His Boss bellows. “MEANS I’M LEAVING!” He answers, jamming his foot down on the reverse. “SANS! GET BACK HERE! YOU’RE– YOU’RE FIRED!” “I WON’T MISS YOU!” He declares, cackling as he accelerates out of the compound. He can’t drive. The seat is too high. He slams into a lamp post. He curses. He reverses and slams into it again. Once more then he’s zooming out of the company compound, eyes bright and shining with manic energy.
*pumps her fist before adopting a rather embarassed expression* I’m really, really sorry it took me this long to finish your gift. I just… *sighs and let’s her head hang low* I wanted it to be as good as possible, especially since you had to wait longer than expected.
So… I hope you like my interpretation of your ‘happy’ Underfell AU suggestion in combination with one of your favourite places in the Underground <:3 )
For UF, SF, HT, and MT skelebros, how would they react if their s/o liked being in contact with them a lot. Walking together down the street, they hold his hand. Laying down on the couch or in bed, they go to bury themselves in his arms. When asked about why they do this they reply, "Because I feel safe when I'm with you. I can fully relax and know that no harm will ever come to me as long as you're here."
* HECK THIS IS ME * Also, sorry bae I don’t do Horrortale * If any one of y’all imagine hoes out there wanna pick that up for me, you’re welcome to!!
Context: Early stages of their relationship.
He gets flustered very easily by casual affection, but as long as it isn’t too smothering or dramatic, he’ll accept it silently even as blush creeps up his face. He’s not one for actively initiating physical affection even as he actively craves it so he secretly really enjoys the fact that his S/O does this. It takes a long while for him to actually ask because he’s afraid that if he mentions it, he’ll make things awkward and they’ll stop doing it. So for a long while, he just silently reciprocates whenever his S/O initiates affection. He only eventually asks because he was spiralling one night and wondering why the hell they’re even with him and why they seem to like his company so much. What do they want from him? It’s after their response that their relationship moves to another level of closeness. His S/O trusts him, feels safe around him. Holy shit. If that doesn’t make him more protective than ever, I don’t know what will. He gets more touchy, slowly initiating more and more physical affection himself because he wants to keep them close. He knows he’s not the most ideal romantic partner, but keeping that safe? That he can do.
He adores the way they openly show affection to him, pulling them close whenever they snuggle up. But like his brother, he won’t actively initiate physical affection and in fact rarely ever will even in later stages of the relationship. In a relationship with Boss, he will automatically try to take care of his S/O and having them be affectionate in this way really immerses him in the role of the protector, making him feel wanted and important. Their response only further cements this mentality. He will take care of his S/O like no other, being firm but loving as he tries to tend to all their needs, wants and obligations. He’s the kind of boyfriend to memorise your schedules and try to make it easier for you in any way he can. It will come out pretty loud and angry but he’ll make you keep to any meds you have, food, sleep, etc.
He is very flattered by the way they so openly show their affection for him. It gives him quite an ego boost, thinking that their affection for him is so strong that they can’t resist showing it so frequently. He pretends to be above their gentle affection but reciprocates in small but obvious ways to show that he really does appreciate it. When he finds out the reason, he drops the holier than thou act somewhat. He is very genuinely touched by their blatant trust in him and his abilities. Their response initiates a closer level of understanding and gentleness towards his S/O and is the beginning of Sans opening up and being more sincere with his S/O rather than focusing on his imagine in front of them. He gets very protective and defensive of his S/O, especially because now he thinks he is expected to be.
He’s pretty jumpy from their casual affection at first because um??? the person he likes???? keeps?? showing??? him???? affection????? He shyly returns their affections when they do so, trying to work up the nerves to initiate the affection first as well. He honestly still can’t believe they’re actually dating, definitely doubting their feelings for him. Not because he thinks they’re lying, no. He just has a hard time believing it. That is why he asks. And their response completely blows him out of the water. On one hand, he has an even harder time digesting that and letting it sit. On the other hand, !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He feels so wanted and trusted and loved and just slightly overwhelmed with how much he wants to return their affection. He promises them and himself then, that he won’t let them down. He’s willing to throw everything he’s got away to keep them safe and happy.
He loves their quiet and affectionate nature. Thinks it’s really cute and a lovely peaceful change of pace from the rest of his lifestyle. In fact, it’s exactly the relationship he felt he had been looking for all this time. He’ll practically drown himself in his S/O’s affection, returning it full force and then some. He thinks that if someone can be so affectionate with him like this, he probably isn’t that bad a guy, right? When he finds out the reason for their affections, he gets pretty emotional. After all the things he’s done, everything that he still does, they still trust him this much? He’s always considered their safety when he goes on jobs. After this, it’s pretty much ensured because knowing they put so much faith in him, he absolutely can never ever no matter what let them down. He’d dust everyone in the area and then himself before he lets anyone come close to them. They’ll never come to harm, not someone so wonderful, not someone who makes him feel clean again. He gets even more careful with covering his tracks so as to not lead back to his S/O. He also gets twice as touchy, and tries to treat them extra cheesy romantically for awhile. Unfortunately, his energy runs out at some point and he reverts back to normal lazy romantic with occasional bursts of cheesy romance when he has the energy to.
This actual literal cinnamon roll loves every ounce of affection he recieves from anyone, especially the person he loves. Start of the relationship or not, the intensity and blatantness of his affection never wavers. People tend to see him as scary and intimidating because of his job so he loves the fact that his S/O has no qualms about snuggling up to him. He goes completely starry eyed at their confession, physical affection increasing in frequency and intensity by 9999999. He already loves showing off in front of his S/O as a display of strength. The fact that they think of him so highly, to be able to protect them, really bolsters his self confidence in his capabilities. But it also gives him some pressure and anxiety. What if he’s not good enough? What if he can’t keep them safe all the time? What if something really happens? He ends up enlisting his entire gang to help keep his S/O safe.
Hi! I love 6S1M! I also enjoyed your quiz and ever since I've wondering if you'll ever write a fic about Edge being completely in love. In your quiz you said his type is "the angel" because at first he enjoys the idea of looking more evil next to a kind girl, but then he would come to truly love her for her selflessness and for who she is. I can't imagine what that would be like but it's a fanfic that would add years to my life LOL I WOULD LOVE TO SEE EDGE IN THAT RELATIONSHIP.
Me too <3 Papyrus=Edge
“You can’t do that.” Amidst all the calamity, a gentle but confident voice spoke out above the rest.
“…” Papyrus didn’t think he heard right. He straightened, towering over the small human. She didn’t show any signs of fear, which annoyed him ever so slightly if not impressed him. “I’M SORRY?”
“That’s not yours, you can’t take that.” She had the gall to say again, as if she had any power over him!
Most of the humans had fled the store after Papyrus had barged in; proclaiming his robbery with an onslaught of bones and maniacal laughter, save for a few who were trapped behind the counter. This… human girl, on the other hand, decided to stay for whatever foolish ideals she had. Papyrus puffed out his chest, “I CAN’T? IS THAT A CHALLENGE?”
“No, it’s a request.”
“I DON’T TAKE REQUESTS, LITTLE GIRL.”
“Then consider it a demand.” The human girl stepped in between him and the new toaster he was trying to take home. How was he supposed to make toast with this opposition? Though, he had to admit, he didn’t exactly despise this girls attempt to thwart him. It was interesting, to say the least.
“A DEMAND?!” Papyrus guffawed, “NYAHAHA! YOU CAN’T BE SERIOUS? YOU DON’T REALLY THINK YOU, A LITTLE HUMAN GIRL, CAN STOP ME, THE GREAT AND TERRIBLE PAPYRUS, FROM TAKING THIS?”
“I may not be able to force you, no…” She voiced, “But I can try. And that will be enough.”
Papyrus tilted his head, before leaning down to her level and smirking, clasping her entire jaw in his claws, forcing her to look up at him. “I HAVE TO ADMIT, I ADMIRE YOUR BRAVERY, IF NOT STUPIDITY. BUT I’M AFRAID YOUR EFFORTS WILL BE IN VANE, LITTLE HERO. I’M GOING TO TAKE THIS, I’M GOING TO WALK OUT OF HERE, AND I’M GOING TO WATCH YOU SQUIRM AS I LEAVE.”
With a smack, his hand was off of her jaw as she said with resounding confidence, “You will not take that, you will not walk out of here with guilt on your hands, and you will find it in your heart to refrain from stealing, tall villain.”
Despite her stubbornness, despite her obvious defiance, despite her doing everything that should frustrate him to no end, his soul skipped an agonizingly low and deep beat. It took Papyrus a second to find his words, “I-I. I HAVE NO HEART, HERO.”
Her bright and light-filled eyes scanned his slightly red face, only making Papyrus more and more anxious. Then, suddenly, she turned around and pulled out a wad of cash from her purse. She set it down on the countertop, before grabbing the toaster and returning to face Papyrus.
“Then gain one.” She held out the toaster to him. Despite her kindness, she was looking at him with pure stubbornness and defiance.
Papyrus was speechless. Surely this was a trick of some kind, nobody was that kind, especially not to a super cool evil-doer such as himself? Right? So instead he just stared at her like she was crazy.
Papyrus narrowed his eyesockets, but found no form of deception. For just a split second, Papyrus imagined keeping this defiant hero for himself. “… I DON’T NEED ONE.”
And with that, Papyrus turned around and walked out the door.
Papyrus knocked on the door to Undyne and Alphys apartment. Undyne had invited him over for training earlier, but was furious when Undyne had mistakenly mad plans for that very same day with! So what if he comes over for training every single day? That still doesn’t mean you can just ‘make plans’! Though to make up for it, Undyne had reassured him that he could still come over.
But instead of training, they would be having dinner with one of their new friends.
Speaking of new friends, that lead to question who was this ‘new friend’? Would they replace him as Undyne’s best training partner? Why had he not met them before? They better not, and Papyrus would have to ensure that.
The door opened, and Undyne’s signature (and, honestly, very creepy) smile greeted him.
“Papyrus!” She forcefully grabbed Papyrus and squeezed the life out of him, “Glad you could make it!”
Papyrus pushed her away with whatever strength he had left, “OF COURSE I COULD MAKE IT, I MAKE IT EVERYDAY!”
Undyne patted his shoulder with overwhelming strength, “I know, but this time around’s special! We have a guest!”
Papyrus let himself in, “SPEAKING OF GUEST… WHO IS THIS NEW ‘FRIEND’ OF YOURS?”
“That’s not the reaction I was expecting.” Undyne poked at him, “I was expecting more of a, ‘A HUMAN?? ARE YOU MAD???’”
“HUMANS ARE WEAK, UNDYNE.” Papyrus boasted, “THIS WAY, IF I EVER NEED TO BATTLE THEM TO THE DEATH, I WILL WIN.”
“I don’t think this one would battle you, Papyrus.” Papyrus let out a groan as the former royal scientist leisurely joined the conversation. “Maybe throw some patronizing words of wisdom, but no punches.”
“GREAT, SO IT’D BE AN EASY KILL.”
Undyne laughed wholeheartedly, before it came to a sudden stop, “Don’t do that.”
Papyrus started to sweat, before he heard a soft voice from the kitchen, “Undyne! Alphys! The Lasagna is done!”
With a hard pat on the back, Papyrus was pushed forward. “Come on! She’s made your favorite! I think you’ll like her, she’s a real nice type.”
Papyrus rubbed his back, “LASAGNA’S NOT MY FAVORITE.”
Papyrus heard a few soft footsteps, before his eyesockets widened. “Hey, is your friend here yet- !” Papyrus couldn’t believe it. The human who turned around the corner was none other than the girl that had been plaguing his thoughts for the past couple of weeks! Not only that but she was WEARING AN APRON! AN APRON! What sort of cruel twisted fate was this?!
“Oh, it’s you.” She just said.
There was a tense silence, before Undyne unknowingly interrupted the silence. “Uh, do you know eachother? You’re looking a little red there, Paps.”
As if interrupted from a trance, Papyrus turned to Undyne and harshly said, “YOU HAVE AWFUL TASTE IN FRIENDS.”
And with that, he left the little hero for the second time.
Sometime in the Middle:
Papyrus couldn’t believe the situation he was in. He was at a dinner party, a rather large one at that, and currently everyone was on the dance floor dancing.
Except for him.
And the little human girl.
By this time, Papyrus was cursing Sans’ unabashed ability to get drunk the moment the party started. He was over at the bar beyond smashed so he was no help, the good for nothing… And Undyne and Alphys were having too much fun trying to recreate certain scenes from an anime involving ballrooms that he had little to no knowledge about, so they were out. All that was left was him and the girl who he was quite certain he couldn’t get out of his mind.
An he hated it.
Except for that one part of him that was screaming SUCCESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!! but he kicked that part of him in the knees.
So far, after the past couple of months, their relationship was a strange one. At first, he did his best to avoid her, but she didn’t seem to be doing the same which was slightly frustrating. After that, it was his mission to antagonize her in everyway he possibly could, which wasn’t too hard. Their ideals were total opposites, so pulling up arguments was as easy as getting a stubborn human to talk. She thought that violence and bloodshed were never the answer, and he thought that was adorable. He relished in getting her frustrated as he told stories of his conquests. Her ideals were almost angelic-like, but that only made it more fun to oppose against. Not to mention how cool it made his evilness look.
But now they were sitting together, alone at a table, and he couldn’t think of a single thing to argue with her about.
“You look very handsome tonight, Papyrus.”
Papyrus had a double-take. Did? She just??
“D-DON’T PATRONIZE ME WITH YOUR IDLE CHIT-CHAT, HUMAN!” He fumed, but he could feel his face heating up a bright crimson. He cursed himself as he lamented on how she could probably feel the heat coming from his cheekbones.
“I mean it, suits are a good look on you.” She mused casually. As if something like that should be said so casually!
Papyrus swallowed, “OF COURSE! EVERYTHING LOOKS GOOD ON ME, ESPECIALLY SUITS.”
The human hummed in agreement, but didn’t even bother to look at him as she watched the people dance. He couldn’t stop himself from saying anything to get her attention.
“Y-YOU, UH,” He stammered, “LOOK VERY P-PASSABLE IN THAT DRESS, HUMAN!”
She turned to look at him, and he immediately regretted his decision.
“I M-MEAN, FOR A LOWLY HUMAN, OF COURSE!” He stuttered through his words, cursing every moment he was alive. “I JUST MEAN THAT I LIKE WHITE DRESSES IN GENERAL! YOU JUST HAPPEN TO BE IN THE DRESS THAT I LIKE! NOTHING MORE! B-BUT IT’S NOT LIKE YOU HAVE GOOD TASTE OR ANYTHING EITHER, YOU JUST-!!”
She started to laugh! LAUGH! This girl-!!
“Thank you, Papyrus.”
Something wasn’t right here. For some reason, Papyrus did not want to strangle her to death despite the fact that she laughed at him, and he knew that was wrong. She should’ve been dead WEEKS ago if he was being honest with himself.
“…YOU’RE WELCOME.” Is the only thing he could get out as he stared at her.
Another small moment of silence passed as the human’s eyes were drawn back to the dance floor with… longing? “It’s such a lovely night for a dinner party.”
“I STILL DON’T KNOW WHY UNDYNE INVITED YOU.” Papyrus crossed his arms, happy to change the conversation topic. “A HUMAN AT THE ANNIVERSARY OF OUR RETURN TO THE SURFACE? RIDICULOUS!”
“That’s a human over there.”
“FRISK IS DIFFERENT!” Papyrus fumed, “PLUS, FRISK ISN’T MY NEMESIS!”
You laughed again, for the second time that night. “Nemesis?”
Papyrus felt warmth return to his cheeks. He didn’t know how, but he mad a fool of himself again! “Y-YES! YOU’RE MY NEMESIS!”
“Why?” You inquired, your eyes filled with laughter and a bright smile on your face. Why did Papyrus both hate and love that expression so much?
“WHY?” He reiterated, as if it were poison. “BECAUSE WE HATE EACHOTHER!”
“I don’t hate you.” She mused.
“Papyrus, I know we don’t see eye-to-eye all the time. In fact, most of what you believe makes me wonder if you even have a moral compass. But just because we don’t have the same beliefs doesn’t mean I have to hate you.” She looked back at the ballroom’s lights. “In fact, I think I actually like you.”
Papyrus didn’t know what to say to that. He was redder than his firetruck-red shoes at this point. What was he SUPPOSED to say to that? But there was something that he couldn’t stop himself from asking, “WHY? I ANTAGONIZE YOU BEYOND ALL END! YOU SHOULD HATE ME!”
“Why?” No, was that? Did she just? Blush?? “I mean, I suppose it’s because your so passionate about what you do. Even if it’s arguing with me. I think that’s very admirable.”
Papyrus couldn’t wrap his mind around her words for a long time, before finally it clicked. Papyrus stood up, “I’M CAPTURING YOU.”
“Wh-what?” She turned to him.
Without any warning, he scooped her up in his arms, despite her protests.
“Pa-Papyrus! What are you doing?!” But Papyrus ignored her as he took her out of the ballroom. “Let me go! You can’t just-!”
Slamming the door open to the bathroom, Papyrus set her down on the countertop.
“What are we-?”
Papyrus pressed his teeth against her soft lips, silencing her protests. She squeaked, SQUEAKED, in surprise. Papyrus deepened the kiss, his sharp fangs protruding her lips almost enough to break the skin before she gave him access to avoid such an accident. But just as he was there, he slowly pulled away.
“…I DON’T HATE YOU, EITHER.”
“…What, no way.”
“I DON’T NEED YOUR SARCASM!”
She laughed for the THIRD TIME TONIGHT, making Papyrus question his decision making, before she pulled him into another kiss, settling the debate for him.
I’ll prob make a part 2 of this later with a “EVEN MORE LATER” and “END”