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mybelovedwoo · 1 year

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i'm glad i have you with me

bff!san x f!reader

fluff, comfort, childhood best friends to lovers (slow burn) / wc:1.3k

warnings: cheating, crying, swear words, cuddling

note: so tell me how you liked this one. i am a bit nervous because this is my first non-wooyoung fic, but i really enjoyed writing it. please stay tuned in the future for other members' fics too. if you want to be tagged in any of my fics you can apply here <3

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Sitting on a couch at a house party all alone with people you don't know, there's literally any other place you would rather be. Originally you came with you're boyfriend Seungjun, but you haven't seen him in hours. You weren't much of a party person, but this time you accompanied him, because he begged you for days for it, but now you are starting to regret it honestly.

You take out your phone from your back pocket, but before you open it, you look around once more to see if your boyfriend pops up somewhere, you are out of luck, so after you unlocked it, the first thing you open is your messages. Your fingers linger over Seungjun's name, but it says he's been unavailable for hours, no shit Sherlock, you think. Instead, you scroll down a bit and open the messages for your best friend, San.

You know well that he probably not gonna answer, because it's Saturday night, and he is most definitely out with his friends too. You don't care, you try it anyway, he is your best chance to rescue you out of this hell. "Hey, San." is the first you send, you're not sure what to write him, you don't want to bother him. "What are you doing?" you wait a few minutes, but he's not responding, his phone is probably on mute. "I'm kinda bored, I don't know where Seungjun went. I need your rescue ㅠㅠ." Nothing, no response. You feel really annoyed at this point, but not because San, poor boy did nothing wrong, it is just a bad moment. "You know what I'm gonna look for Seungjun. Don't worry and have fun." You lock your phone and put it back in your back pocket.

You look around the kitchen, then in the yard, but you don't see him anywhere. You are getting kinda worried that maybe he left you there. At last, you walk up the stairs, the hallway is full of kissing couples, who must have only met tonight. The moment you enter one of the rooms, you regret everything you did until now. Your boyfriend was there with another girl you had never seen before, doing things you never expected him to do with anyone except for you.

You didn't know what to do in the big shock, but you didn't speak up, maybe they didn't even notice you or just didn't care. But you turned around and hurried down the stairs, unable to control your tears. You just needed some fresh air, you had to get out of this place immediately. You crashed out of the entrance of the house and fell down to the stairs. Sitting there you didn't even think, you were already calling San. This is urgent now.

Your phone didn't even ring for two seconds when they already answered it. "Hey Y/N, is everything okay? I'm sorry my phone was on mute I haven't seen your texts. Have you found Seungjun? Wait, are you crying?" You couldn't even speak, though you wanted to tell him everything. "Y/N please say something! What happened? Are you hurt?" You took three big breaths to calm yourself down enough to talk a few words. "He cheated on me. Could you come to pick me up?" You didn't have to say more. "I've already sat in the car the minute I saw your messages, don't worry. I'll be there soon."

He wasn't lying, he got there in record time. You watched as he pulled up with his car to the driveway of the house. When he gets out of the car, is only when you get up from the stairs you've been sitting on. San rushed towards you at a high speed, so you didn't have time to move even an inch in his way.

"Where is that dickhead?" He asked with blunt words when he got to you. He seemed really angry, maybe even angrier than you, you had never in your life seen him like this before. You shrugged, implying that you don't know and don't care either. But that was not enough for him. "Is he still inside there?" You started to get a little worried.

"I think so. But please don't make a scene, let's just go home." You pulled him through his forearm when he already started walking to the entrance. "Wait for me in the car, okay? I'll be quick, I'm not gonna do anything he doesn't deserve, I swear." He said to you, while he stroked your face with his right hand. You hesitated, but who are you to tell him what to do, so you went up to his car and sat on the passenger side for like five minutes.

At this point you didn't care much about waiting a little longer, that's what you did all night long. San slammed the door behind himself, and somehow he looked even angrier than before. He got in the car next to you and when he looked at you his expression softened. "What did you do?" You asked him with a sobby voice. "I just showed him where he belonged. Let's just say he went swimming." You look down at his hands and you see it's all bruised up.

He started the engine. "San, I don't wanna go home. What if he comes there?" You didn't know what to do, since he had a key to your apartment. You couldn't bare to see his face once more.

"We're going to my place." He didn't even hesitate. You slept at his place many times now, but not since you started dating Seungjun. San was worried when you found out you are going to different colleges, he was afraid that you wouldn't spend as much time together as you used to. But you thought that was nonsense since you have been best friends since you were very little, you grew up together.

He never liked Seungjun, he always said he didn't deserve you. But he was your first boyfriend, and you were blinded with love, at least that's what you thought. Looking back, you also know that he didn't treat you well, but you don't know that when you're in it.

Entering San's apartment, all you could think about was that you needed to get some sleep asap. Weariness hit you the moment you got hit by the heat of the comfortable room. You didn't want to bother San with your presence, you don't know what plans he had.

You've been quite comfortable in here, so you decided to lie down on the couch in the living room. "What are you doing?" Asked San, entering the room with a glass of water in his hand.

"Sleeping. I'm really tired." You mumbled, not able to speak properly.

"You can't sleep here. Go to my room, there is my bed. I'll sleep on the couch." You sat up at his statement. "No, you can't. This is your place." There's no way you letting him sleep out here in the cold living room when he has his own warm bed just a room away. "Let's sleep both in the bed. I think it's big enough for the both of us." You said. It's not like this is the first time you sleep in the same bed, you always fell asleep next to each other when you were little.

"Are you sure?" He hesitated. "We are not so small anymore." The joke made you both laugh, it made his heart clench to see you happy again.

After you took a warm shower, he gave you a big shirt of his and a jogger pant that was definitely too big for you. You got under the cover, San was already there, lying down. He turned off the lamp on the bedside table, which illuminated the whole room until now.

As soon as it got dark your eyes started watering again, you remember everything that happened today. All of a sudden, you feel a pair of hands slip on your waist. San hugged you tightly from behind. "I got you." He whispered in your ears. He didn't let go of you all night long, you woke up in the same position the next morning.

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itsmebeff · 3 months

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sans and alphys underfell posting

#underfell #fell sans #fell alphys #underfell sans #underfell alphys #fell papyrus #underfell papyrus #undertale #alphys #sans #theyre still best friends btw #it is of my belief that they are bffs no matter the universe

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minisugakoobies · 3 months

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It's You - Choi San | First Kiss

Pairing: San x Reader Genre: smut, crack, fluff, angst, roommates to lovers, BFF's Lil Bro!AU Series Rating: M (18+) Drabble Warnings: angst!, mutual pining comes to a head, or more accurately to lips, aka kissing Word Count: 1.8k (ok it's a little more than a drabble) Disclaimers: NSFW, obviously I don’t own ATZ - they just inspire me

Summary: He was only supposed to be a temporary roommate. Your best friend's little brother, crashing on your couch for a few weeks. That's it. How did this happen?

A/N: Hi, I'm back. This is the first vignette that's not from an ask but just from my own head. I just really wanted to write their first kiss, so I did! I hope you enjoy. 🥰

Taglist is open! Reblog, comment, or send me an ask to be added! You can also send me any ideas/thoughts you might have for a future scenario - who knows, it might end up in a drabble! 💕

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A few weeks after Halloween, Hongjoong invites everyone to a friend’s deejaying gig on the other side of town. Your roommate opts out, saying she’d rather spend one of her rare nights off at her boyfriend’s, so you, San, Wooyoung, and Hongjoong check it out together.

After the gig ends, your ears still ringing, feet aching from all the dancing you did, the four of you make your way home. Wooyoung and Hongjoong both seem hyped from the show, talking excitedly as you wait for the train. You watch them with a fond smile, leaning against the wall and taking turns lifting your feet to take some of the pressure off.

San joins you. “You okay, Noona?”

“Yeah. Just wore the wrong boots tonight,” you say. “Didn’t realize we’d be dancing so much.”

“Oh, yeah. I guess I could’ve warned you,” San grins. “Sorry. We’re not the type to sit through a set.”

“Clearly,” you reply, smiling back. Honestly, you’d been pleasantly surprised at how well San and his friends dance. They were so free with their movements and their energy had been infectious. You couldn’t have stood still if you’d tried.

Of course, now you’re paying for it, wincing as your throbbing feet scream at you. You shuffle again, and then, ever-so-gracefully, you lose your balance, tipping over, letting out a loud expletive that draws everyone’s attention.

Hongjoong and Wooyoung cackle as San grabs your arm, pulling you back upright.

“No worries, Noona, I’ve got you.”

He murmurs the words reassuringly, arm sliding from yours to loop around your shoulders, squeezing you into his side, but only for a second, before he scolds the other two for laughing so much. You giggle along as Wooyoung and San pretend to fight, but your heart’s not in it, because it’s still yearning painfully for San to hold you again. Every time he touches you - hugs you goodbye, cuddles with you on the couch, even the briefest moments of contact like just now - it leaves this black hole inside your chest, an endless gnawing need for more and more and more.

At some point, you won’t be able to withstand it anymore. You’re not sure what will happen then.

The train car is crowded when your group enters. Unfortunately for your tired feet, there's nowhere to sit, and blessed little space to stand, so everyone splits up, trying to find room for themselves. Except for San, who guides you towards the opposite doors with a gentle touch on your back, and then stands beside you, reaching overhead to hold on while your hands curl around a pole.

Some creepy guy already too close on your right leans over, trying to get an eyeful of your chest, and San smoothly slides around, blocking you from the asshole’s view. You smile gratefully, and he gives you an intimidating look but undercuts his mean mugging with an eyebrow wiggle, and you giggle, which then makes him grin, a chain reaction of happiness that leaves you buzzing.

The gentle sway of the car as it hurdles down the tracks shakes you. You bump into San with a horribly steady rhythm, feeling sheepish for not having a strong enough core to keep yourself upright and balanced for more than a second at a time. He just laughs, finally throwing an arm around your back to help.

His hold is light, leaving a big sliver of air between you, a respectful distance that frankly makes you wish he’d be disrespectful. But he maintains it, supporting you in the most polite way, and somehow it still makes your heart jump fast as the wheels spinning beneath your feet. You turn your head, focusing on the window on the door, watching your reflection as the dark tunnels roll by.

At the next stop, more people pack themselves into the car. The small bubble of space around you pops as the wave of humanity rolls you into San, and you bring your hands up, bracing yourself against his chest, eyes widening at the solid warmth beneath your fingertips.

“Shit, sorry, sorry.” You apologize profusely, trying to step away, but the train jerks again, jostling you, and San tightens his grip, pulling you back into his arms.

“It’s ok,” he mutters, in a quiet voice. “I told you. I’ve got you.”

When your gazes meet, it’s like the air has been sucked from the car. Something shimmers in his dark eyes as they roam your face, and you utter his name unthinkingly, a tiny “San” just slipping from your open mouth, but it feels like a rogue confession of something you’ve been denying for so long. You’re not sure if he heard it but he definitely saw it because he’s been staring at your lips for a few seconds now.

You lean in at the same time he tilts his chin forward, and your mouths meet in the middle. A light kiss, feather soft, like testing the waters. The next one lingers, his lips firmer against yours. His hand splays on your back. You twist your fingers into the front of his t-shirt.

A third press weakens your knees, as his mouth slots against yours. Lips move together, part, allowing him to breathe in your little gasp.

The train emerges from the tunnel, and suddenly the lights in the car blast on as it comes to a slow stop at the next station. Immediately, you spring back, and so does San.

His expression is searing, and you glance away, looking to see if any of your friends are nearby, but the only one you can glimpse is Hongjoong. He’s got his back to you, a few feet and a dozen people away.

When the train starts up again, a few riders lighter, San loosens his grip, hand gliding up to a spot between your shoulders, far from the small where it had just been resting. By the time you reach your stop, his arm is more hovering than touching.

You and San find Hongjoong a few feet ahead of you when you depart. Wooyoung’s still on the train, since his place is closer to the next stop. Hongjoong slows his quick stride enough for you to catch up.

“You guys up for some ramen?” he asks, like he always does on late nights like this. You and San look at each other, and you don’t know if it’s the dim streetlights or what, but you can’t read his expression.

“Nah, I’m good,” San answers.

“I think I’m just gonna go to bed,” you start to say at the same time, cutting off to let San finish and then repeating yourself with a nervous laugh.

“‘Kay.” Hongjoong bears the rejection with his usual nonchalance. “I’ll see you later.” He crosses the street, heading for the convenience store on the next block.

And it’s just the two of you now, walking in silence. Two more blocks and you’ll be home. One more block. Just up the stairs now. Key in door, door closed, shoes off.

You stare at each other. He blinks first.

“Should we - “

“Did you want to - “

“Hey guys.”

Your roommate comes padding out of the kitchen, cup of tea in hand.

“Hey!” you nearly shout. “I thought you were staying over at Jongho's?”

If she’s surprised by the volume of your voice, Haneul doesn’t show it. She shrugs. “Yunho was being annoying, so I left.”

Yunho is Jongho’s roommate. He’s rarely at their apartment on the weekends. Just your luck that this would be the one night a year he strikes out and goes to his own bed instead of someone else’s.

Or maybe it’s for the best. Because it’s not too late to stop now before you do something else. Something potentially foolish. Let it just be a kiss. A one-time loss of rationality. Of caution.

Even if you can’t stop thinking about that night at the bar. Sitting there with San’s arms wrapped around you just felt so right.

Even if it’s been ages since you felt this way about someone.

Even if you’re pretty sure you’re falling for San.

“Are you going to bed or are you gonna stay up for a bit?” Haneul asks, taking a seat on the couch.

“Um…” you fight the impulse to glance at San. “I don’t know. I’m not really tired or anything….” Truth be told, you’re a little wired now. “Why?”

“I was thinking of starting that new drama Jongho told us about. Wanna join me?” She pats the space next to her.

San mumbles something about taking a shower. You watch him leave the room, and it feels like whatever happened on the train is already fading away. Did it really happen, or was it just a dream? Are your fantasies bleeding over into your waking hours now?

San joins you and Haneul near the end of the first episode, taking a spot on the floor in front of the couch so he can stretch out. He looks so soft, with his dark hair freshly fluffed from a towel, dressed in his favorite hoodie and sweats, and it’s a struggle to keep your focus on the television and not wonder what would’ve happened had Haneul not been home.

Part of you wishes San would catch you looking. But you’re not sure you could handle it if you met his gaze right now and didn’t find what you were hoping to find.

It’s actually a little odd how quiet he is, staring so intently at the show that you are completely ignoring. Is he doing the same thing you are, replaying the moment in his mind? Trying to freeze it in your memory?

Your stomach drops as you consider another possibility. What if he thinks the kiss was a mistake?

By the time the third episode is over, you’re exhausted, from your night out but also from the mental gymnastics you’ve been performing, silently twisting yourself into knots thinking about San and the train and what could happen versus what should. So you excuse yourself for the safety of your bedroom, where you can dream in peace.

Nero’s already curled up on his favorite spot on your bed, right next to where you lay your head. He cracks an eye open as you flop down beside him, and you reach out to give him an apologetic scritch, when you catch a scrap of paper poking out from beneath him. A note, with San's handwriting. He must’ve slipped it on your pillow after his shower. The first sentence sends relief flooding through you.

I don’t regret it.

But it’s what’s written next that has you rereading the note over and over. It’s a simple sentence, just a pleading command, but to you, it’s a revelation.

Please tell me you want more too.

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Taglist: @sweetnspicy-noona @krystal-a @jennylychee

#ateez x reader #ateez angst #ateez fluff #ateez fanfic #san x reader #choi san x reader #choi san fanfic #fic: it's you #bff's lil bro au

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horrorzaxe · 2 months

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drew me and my bffs sonas for friend appreciation day :3! also updated my sona’s color pallete so he looks like his name is actually rottie

#kinsona #digital art #sans au #horror sans #dust sans #i #love #my #bff #so #much

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purpleandstarlight · 7 months

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Hua Cheng about those ""losers"" who fall in love with someone and then don't end up becoming so obsessed with them that they fight for them, die for them, become a ghost king for them and spend 800+ years of their immortal life simping for them despite barely talking with said person during those 800+ years:

#i always think about that scene in like #book 5?#where Xie Lian's talking about his ex-bff like #“Im really sorry they broke up. i hope it wasn't my fault. He seemed to really love her.”#and Hua Cheng #fucking goes #“If they broke up then it wasn't love. Just like.”#and i sat there like #LISTEN MR OBSESSED SOME PEOPLE ARE JUST...NORMAL. EVER THOUGH OF THAT???#fking simp...#(affectionate)#oh right i should tag hhh #hua cheng #san lang #hualian #tgcf #heaven official's blessing

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aka-indulgence · 1 year

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The Moon gets his Snacks

Hi……………… moon Sans is back :> time to fulfill his request.

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I can’t believe I’m really going there again.

You fly with trepidation, wishing you had one of your sisters to accompany you. But you aren’t sure if you should even tell them of your encounter with the Moon. Perhaps some of them have guessed that you’ve met the fabled Moon god, or that you were simply terrified of the moon- like many others. You told them you didn’t want to talk about it, which you didn’t. Thankfully, none of them pried further.

You carry a little rucksack with you, filled with the offerings you received back on earth. You had to be discreet, so none of them saw you take more than usual. You blessed the family who gave you the offering with warm sunlight before you left- once more for the moon.

You had tried to ignore it… to ignore his call. To leave his request be. You weren’t his servant, you didn’t have to do it. You succeeded in waiting for a week before you eventually caved. It was a bad idea to go see him again, you knew it. You weren’t even supposed to see him in the first place. Why couldn’t you be like everyone else, ignored his presence, keep him as a myth, to let his memory fade to darkness like his moon did?

When you were in darkness, that space between earth and sun… you could see his eyes, the vast expanse his hollow sockets. Did he really just wanted to see you again? Did he have plans for you?

When you tried to rest, to sleep, you had nightmares of him breaking out of his prison to find you.

And also… others, where you were just watching him, sitting in his prison.

Lonely…

All too soon, you’ve arrived at the moon. You thought you’d be ready for the moon’s silence when you arrived, but it’s just as jarring as it was when you first arrived.

You were already in the temple, hesitating for a moment before you descended those stairs, back towards his prison. You’re not sure which was worse; going down the stairs with no expectations of what might be jumping out at you, or knowing who was waiting at you at the bottom of the stairs, yet continuing.

Your light spread across the floor from your feet like a drop of sun in a pool of black. Your heart races as you glance to his prison. It looked like… nothing was there. Just darkness, staring back at you. Not like it was dimly lit- it was just black, beyond those bars. You brighten your light, but it doesn’t penetrate.

“M… Moon…?” You call softly, your voice tiny and afraid. Visions of Sans, having broken his chains and escaped his confinement flashed through your eyes.

For a moment or two you stand there frozen, leaning closer for a sign beyond those bars.

Then suddenly, like lightning, two eyelights appear right in front of you.

“boo.”

“AAH!!” You startle, jumping backwards. You almost drop your rucksack, before you quickly snatch it over your chest, quivering.

The moon god chuckles, the darkness around him falling away like receding clouds.

“good night, my light.” His dark voice calls to you. “careful now… don’t fall over,”

He looks amused, seeing you flash hotter for a second, a retort on your mind that you keep to yourself.

“i’m flattered… honored, even. that the illustrious daughter of the sun has graced me with her presence once more,” Sans bows his head to you. It felt… odd, to have such a powerful god bow to you. What is it do the gods do when they were bowed to? … Just… bow back???

So you do.

“Y… you requested me to,” was all you answered.

Sans doesn’t comment, instead eyelights sliding over to the rucksack in your hand. “could that be…?”

You walk closer to the bars (as close as you were willing to, anyway) and open up the rucksack for him, showing the goods to him. They were bun cakes, some with different fillings.

Sans closes his sockets, taking a whiff. He makes a quiet sound of pleasure (that rumbles your chest anyway), and starts to openly drool, his eyelights intensifying when he opens them again.

“the treasure… gold on the moon.” He mutters. “are these… offerings from earth mortals?”

“Yes, Moon Sans.”

A flash of… something, comes across Sans’ eyelights.

“mm… i see. so the sun daughters receive offerings from the humans. often, i presume… you seem to love them so much.” He chuckles, but you don’t hear happy humour in it. “imagine… not receiving an offering for eons. not being able to taste food, for eons.”

You felt a pang of sympathy hunger at the Moon god’s words. No, the gods didn’t need to eat. But the idea of not being able to come to earth, to the human’s temples and shrines to receive those wonderful offerings, to not eat… you shudder at the notion.

“I’m… sorry.” You say, at length. “It sounds… cold, and lonely.”

… You meant… you were talking about the lack of food, but he way Sans’ eyelights flick to you, his grin lowering…

“Uh-” you cut through, “you, you can have all of this, if you’d like.”

The Moon god’s eyelights flick down into the rucksack. Then they slowly drift back up towards your face, as if expectantly, as his grin comes back, wider, slowly, into something devious.

“my dear sunlight, would you care to feed it to me?”

You stifle your splutters.

“I-I-” ahem, “Forgive me, can you… say that again?”

“please… hold it for me so i may bite into it.” He explains, as if it wasn’t a ridiculous request, feeding the Moon god-! “excuse me, i’d rather not eat the moon’s dust.”

You look at him. He has that same pleading look you saw the last time you were here. You saw his claws, just behind the bars, all four present, on the floor.

“N…” you start to say, then see the way his sockets start to narrow.

Those eyes.

“....Yes.” You settled.

He’d… started staring more intensely.

Shakily, you took one cake out of the rucksack, placing it beside him. In case.

Maybe he’d be more likely to grab a bun instead of you…

As you bring the bun to his face however, you stop short of his mouth.

“But!” You try to be firm, pulling the cake back threateningly. “I’ll feed you so long as you don’t grab me, or… or try to b-bite my hand off!”

There’s mild surprise on Sans’ face, staring at your tiny display of bravery(?) in front of him. Then, his eyelights start to glow more… softer, somehow, and he chuckles, mischievous smile back on his face.

“i accept your conditions, starlight,” Sans coos, “heh… i promise i’ll do my best to restrain myself.”

At that, he bites the air, staring at you, and… well, that did wonderful for your confidence.

Thank you, oh merciful Moon god, You say sarcastically in your mind. You bring your hand closer to the bars. … It felt like, you could feel the chill from inside the prison. Like Sans himself had the power to make you cold just from being near him. He was looking at your hand expectantly, even as they stop shy in front of the bars. His gaze flicks back up to you.

Your other hand is clutching your scarf. You take a silent breath and… break the invisible barrier.

When the cake is in front of him, Sans seems to have lost focus. His sockets widen, as does his eyelights, the black pupil becoming more visible. You could feel something akin to sweat on your hand, doing your best not to jitter too much as the Moon god takes bite after savoured bite of the cake. You could feel his breath on your hand. His fangs were so close, your fingers wanted to twitch away every time he bit. His whole face looked as if they were glimmering in your sunlight, his eyelights becoming especially radiant. He closes his sockets, pulling his head back.

“mm… MM!” He moans, his smile nothing short of ecstatic.

“so sweet… so warm.” He says, and you… aren’t… entirely sure if he’s talking about the cake or…..?

You could only imagine what it must feel like to him, the explosion of taste and flavors on his tongue as he indulges on this humble treat. For a god who’s been stuck on the gray, lifeless moon, with nothing except the moon’s dust, to have something so… so much, so suddenly. You’d expected him to be ravenous, but this was a nice surprise.

You have newfound appreciation for your little bun cakes. They weren’t the most glamorous offerings, but you enjoyed them, and that was enough for you.

“simply heavenly, sunlight.”

After a few more bites, with Sans seemingly contemplating every each of them, Sans suddenly asks, saying your name.

He sounded more serious. “why have you… come back, little light?”

“H…huh?”

The Moon god casts his eyelights to the side. “honestly, i wouldn’t blame you if you never came back. i would have chosen so. why didn’t you? are you… naive? foolishly brave?”

You frown, pulling your hand back a fraction. The Moon god looks into your eyes, like he could read every thought your mind has every made.

“... i think, neither.” He answers himself, “i think… you have a heart that’s too big for your own good, little light.”

Your mouth falls open involuntarily. How… how do you respond to that?

…

Then, his tongue slithers over your finger, licking you.

You shriek, dropping the cake on the floor, yanking your hand away as if it got burnt, stepping back far enough that you were sure his hands couldn’t reach you. Sans laughs, not quite as cruel as the one where he lunged at you- but still striking fear into your heart. Even as you flap your arm, trying to get the feeling of… his tongue off it.

“quick to startle aren’t you, little star?”

“Y-you!!” you keep the embarrassed flush off your face, the prison glowing brighter than before. You keep your tongue, remembering the fearsome reputation of this god. “Moon Sans, you promised-”

“i did not grab you. i did not bite you. i kept my promise.” He says, solemnly.

You stare at him, clutching your hand. Even more, when he licks his teeth.

This…. this man!

“you’re a delicious little treat, my light.”

You frown at him, backing away more. He seems to realize he might’ve frightened the cute little bunny that had tried to trust him, as you look at the stairs for your escape.

“no… please, sunlight, stay with me?”

You stand there for a moment, seriously considering ignoring his request. But, “I’m… I won’t feed you this time, Moon Sans.” you say, apologetic tone.

He smiles easily at you. “that’s fine. i’ll eat these myself.” He grabs the almost-finished cake on the floor, and… grabs more with his extra three hands.

The cakes are a success, at least.

“but… please… will you stay longer? until i’ve finished.”

The smile on the Moon god’s face is… less than threatening. Trying to convince the little bunny to come back to his hands, no he won’t do anything this time!

You want to leave. Just like you wanted to a week ago.

But against your better judgement that even the Moon god knows no one else would do… you stay.

#moonlight #update #sans: *malevolent god in the darkness*#sans: *sees you* time to be A Shit #djskds it was one of those ‘the characters write themselves’ moment #i planned more… AAA and then sans turned to be real mischevious #heheh #aka writing #also!!! llamagoddess thought of the 'naive or bravery' line!!! my bff is so cool

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cjhern1109 · 4 months

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“Mistletoe”

🎄December Prompt - @frans-monthly 🎄

So this was my backup plan for the Secret Fransta exchange in case the video didn’t fall tho in time. However, I still didn’t want this piece to go to waste so I changed it to fit for this month’s Frans prompt! Hope ya like it 💜

WDYW belongs to @the-writing-mobster

Gosh darn, do I LOVE this version of “Baby It’s Cold Outside” by Idina Menzel ft Michael Bublé 💞😭💖

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lauryz · 15 days

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What would "Apple & Onion" be like with Cross and Epic?

Cross belongs Jakeiwork

Epic belongs yugogeer012

#sans #undertale au #underverse #undertale #epic sans #cross sans #sans au #bruh #dude #cartoon #bff #sans undertale

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promise-keeper-papyrus · 2 months

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What if we had the option to tell Toriel the truth?

#frisk #toriel #flowey #sans #undertale #pacifist route #toriel deserves a better bff

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bombuni · 16 days

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this. Summer. Guys.

#ME AND MY BFF WERE LEGIT SPAM TEXTING THE ENTIRE TIME I CAANNTRR #HONGJOONG’S HAIR??#SAN AND MINGI??? HELLO??#YEOSANG!!!!JONGHO!!!!#I CANNNATTTTT!!!!!#ateez #bom text

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mybelovedwoo · 9 months

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when we were younger

bff!san x f!reader

fluff, childhood best friends to lovers (slow burn) / wc: 2.5k

warnings: flashback secens, car ride, a very sleepy sannie

note: the second story of the san best friends to lovers drabbles. in this one, we can see a little more of their bond and how much they mean to each other. i hope you love the flashbacks too!! if you want to be tagged in any of my fics you can apply here <3

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Every year, you looked forward to one thing the most, and that was your annual vacation. Your whole family and your best friend San's, altogether far from the stressful days. It's been a tradition ever since you were a little kid, and it's still an ongoing thing, even now when you are all grown up. You never go to the same place twice, you are trying to travel through the whole country, that was the entire concept your guy's dads came up with.

You always go with two cars, one with San's family, his dad, mom, and his older sister, and one with your's dad, mom, you, and of course San. When you were little, San always wanted to go with you, because you were inseparable. You were an only child, you never had someone to play with at home, to be said you always were a little jealous of San and Haneul. They were there for each other always, Haneul was the best big sister to San, you just wished you were their sibling too. But they took you in as their own.

In truth, they always thought of you as their own sibling, you all grew up together, and you and San being the same age made everything much easier. And there was Haneul, who always acted like a big sister to you, you looked up and learned a lot of things from her, she even helped you get ready for your first date.

"Is it on? Let me see it already!" Haneul shouted from behind the closed door. You put on one of her dresses, which she gave you so that you can wear it tonight. This was your very first date, and the guy from your class that you liked asked you out to watch a movie with him. Sure you were nervous, but to be honest you were more excited.

After school ended, you literally ran straight to Haneul's house, you asked her to help you get ready. You have never really done your make-up or hair like this before, so you couldn't be more thankful to have someone like her in your life, who can teach you things like this.

You opened the door and stepped out with that little flowery summer dress on you from her bathroom. You weren't much of a "dress" girl, you liked comfy pants much better, but you have to go all out on your first date, right?

"So, what do you think?" You asked of the girl in front of you.

"I think it's perfect Y/n. If Daejung doesn't fall in love with you tonight, then he is dumb. Or blind." You both laughed at the last statement. But that soon stopped, when the door to Haneul's room suddenly opened, after two little knocks. You didn't even have time to answer it before San poked his head in.

"Hey, I just heard you two talking. Y/n, why didn't you wait for me? We could have come home together." He looked a little disappointed. You two always came home together from school every single day. You only live two streets away from each other, still, San always walks you home first, even though he lives closer to the school. "Wow, I've never seen you in a dress like this before." He suddenly snapped out of his thoughts and got distracted.

"I know, but how do you like it?" You spun around, so he could see the whole dress. You waited for his answer with curiosity. You were interested in San's opinion, he was your best friend after all and he is a guy, he should know what other guys like.

"You look beautiful Y/n, as always, it doesn't matter what you wear. But why are you in one of Haneul's dresses?" Oh yes, in the big excitement, you forgot to tell San about the news.

"She's going on a date with Lee Daejung!!" Haneul's told him excitedly, you couldn't even say anything. You wanted to say something, but nothing came to your mind. You don't know if San's disappointment is because you didn't tell him about it or that you left him there in school or something completely else.

"What?? So this is why you didn't wait for me after school, hm?" You've never expected this reaction from San, he seems kinda upset about this date. He must have found something more interesting on the floor because he didn't look back up at you, he just turned around and walked out the door, but before he completely closed it behind him he said one last thing. "You deserve so much better than him!"

Thinking back San never liked any of the guys, you dated. But now you know he just wanted to protect you, because at the moment you didn't see how shitty those guys were, and you wish you would've just listened to him, then you would have saved yourself from a couple of heartbreaks.

You've been in the car for the past 2 hours, and while you are all nostalgic, the boy next to you is deep in his sleep. You can't blame him for it, he had a schedule yesterday, from where he went home very late at night, but still proceeded to come early in the morning today. The moment the traffic jam cleared out and you left the city, he was fast asleep.

And here you were bored as hell, without your best friend giving you any attention.

You couldn't be happier, when the car stopped, and your dad announced that you have finally arrived at your destination. San was still asleep, and you wondered how can someone sleep so much, not even speaking, from any place he slept in the car. The road to this campsite through the forest was very bumpy and he didn't even wake up once.

"San-a, wake up sleepy head. We're finally here." You shake his whole body to wake him up, and your mission seemed successful when you saw two drowsy eyes open up at your loud voice, (he probably didn't even notice that you shook him).

"What? We're already here?" He stretched his whole body and you could only wonder how much it hurts right now, that he slept in a very uncomfortable position for hours. You two get out of the car, leaving a big slam behind you when you close the door. "Did I snore loudly? I'm sorry for that, I didn't know I was that tired."

"No, it's okay. Everyone knows that you work too hard, so don't worry. This little trip is for you to finally rest." You bumped his shoulder for him to remember your words later. You don't want him to work here even more, he seriously needs some rest, and you are worried about him all the time anyways. But you know San is the type of person who is unable to rest for more than an hour, he just has too much stamina. He looked at you with such a loving way, that even his dimples showed up, it made your stomach flip and you couldn't help but smile back at him.

You two walk up to the place where your parents have already packed everything out of the cars, the only thing left is to set the tents up. You girls decided to give that work to the boys, and you will explore the area until then and bring back some wood for the fire. It was only the second time you come camping on vacation, usually, you rent out a house or go to a hotel, but since this one's purpose was to relax a little, where can you relax more than in the forest?

You were around 7 when you last came camping, but that whole experience was a disaster.

"What was that sound? You heard it too, right?" You asked San as you sat up in your shared tent. Your parents decided it would be convenient if all three of you kids would sleep together in one tent because your still small bodies would just fit in there all and in that case, they don't have to buy another one.

"Yes, I heard it too." San sat up next to you too with so much concern. You moved closer to each other finding comfort in the other's presence. You both were just two scared little kids.

"Wait, where is Haneul?" You asked looking at the boy next to you, worried about the oldest one. As San was about to say something the whole tent started to shake as something was growling from outside. Only screams could be heard from the two of you as you hugged San closer to yourself, you don't want to die at such a young age.

"Don't worry Y/n, no matter what happens I will protect you!" San tried to calm you down a little, but he was just as scared as you if not more. But you knew you can count on him, he really did prove to you multiple times that he will be there for you always, and will protect you no matter what, even at this young age. His hug became tighter around you, and at that moment you indeed felt safer in his arms.

In the next moment, laughter came from the outside and the tent's entrance zipped out. Haneul came into the tent with tears in her eyes from laughing so hard. "Omg, you should've heard yourselves, it was so funny!" While she couldn't stop laughing, you were so confused, but San didn't let go of you, you were still hugging each other.

Even now, San never stopped caring about you, even when his schedule was tight he always found time in between breaks to text you or send you a picture, and when he forgot about it you knew at the end of the day he will call you no matter what.

"Mom, I swear to god, you can go back with them. I can pee on my own!" You told your mother, she made you so annoyed sometimes. But she was just worried about you, wandering off alone in the woods, even tho you didn't plan to go that far away, you just wanted to pee in peace. You held it in all day in the car, you can't wait any longer.

"Okay, just be careful, honey!" She hesitantly turned around and went back to the camp with Haneul and her mom. Your mother tends to get a bit too protective from time to time, but you don't really get it, what could possibly happen in a few minutes?

You've found a perfect spot and quickly done what you had to. It literally took you like two minutes, nothing more. When you got out, back to the main trail that lead back to the campsite, you saw San just standing there on his own. "What are you doing?" You asked him.

"I saw you go in there, so I waited for you here." He tried to explain, a bit flustered. "The others came back and you weren't there, I got a little worried." He pointed behind him, where he came from.

"But how did you get here so fast?" And that's when you noticed the drops of sweat on his forehead. You couldn't help, you had to hold back your laughter. "I ran." He confessed, looking down not able to look you in the eyes. You busted out laughing at this, but honestly deep down his actions gave you little butterflies in your stomach.

"Don't laugh at me! You never know who walks around in the woods, even an animal could have attacked you." He said all pouty, turning around pretending as if he got mad at you, but you both knew he was unable to do that. You followed him all the way back, trying to catch up to him. He was just teasing you, he looked back every now and then to make sure you were following him, he would never leave you behind.

Arriving back, Haneul told you that you are going to sleep with her in one tent. San got all sulky from the info because he has to sleep alone, but he claimed it was not because he is scared or something, simply just because he doesn't like to sleep alone. You wondered how can someone be so adorable with such a big body, but that's just Choi San. He had to understand you are not that small anymore, you can't all three of you fit in one tent now.

It was getting kinda late now, so after the bonfire was put out you all went to your own tents to settle down for the night. It was around one in the morning and you still couldn't fall asleep, you hate these sleepless nights, especially since it had to happen now when you were supposed to be relaxing. The girl next to you was far fast asleep for hours now and you just kept tossing around, it felt like the tent was a sauna, and every time you closed your eyes it automatically opened again.

You had no other choice, you decided you needed some fresh air, so you opened up the zipper and climbed out of that hellhole, but careful not to wake Haneul up. You stretched out all your limbs, but what are you gonna do now, you can't just stand here like this until you will get tired, it's too dark and scary out here.

You looked at the tent, where your best friend is probably sleeping tight right now, but there must be some space for you left there still, right? He is sleeping there all alone, he even said he doesn't like sleeping alone, he wouldn't mind it, right? You hesitated a lot, but after a couple of minutes, you made up your mind and went up there. You slowly opened it up and to your own surprise, San was awake. "Y/n what are you doing here?" He sat up looking at you curiously. "Is everything okay?" He woke up when he heard someone walking around outside.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you up." You froze at your place, outside of his tent. What were you supposed to do now? "I just can't sleep, and thought- "

"It's okay, come here!" He lifted his blanket up and pointed to the empty space beside him. He didn't even let you finish your sentence, he knew exactly what you were thinking about, because he was thinking the same thing. You didn't expect anything else from the person who knows you the best.

You carefully climbed in next to the boy. He put his arms around your shoulders and laid you down with him, right at his chest, pulling you closer to his body. You could hear how fast his heart was beating like he ran a marathon.

"You can sleep peacefully now Y/n. I got you." As if you came home to his arms, you felt so comfortable, you couldn't keep your eyes open anymore, the slumber just hit you. And here you were, falling asleep in your best friend's arm once again, he was your own comfort blanket and you can't even imagine what would you do without him.

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