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simping-lya · 3 months

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"I love you"

UT!Sans x GN!Reader fluff

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Heya I got a fluffy fic here, hot out of the oven

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You were very hesitant with your feelings. Sans knew that when he got into a relationship with you. That’s why he never rushed you into anything, always stayed at your pace. You were quiet, shy, and although long for others, were very selective of those around you. Thankfully Sans was nothing but a patient guy and was willing to work with you to build your relationship to how it is now.

It was important to him, this relationship with you. Three years of friendship and almost two years of dating, that was about five years he had known you. When you two first met, you were hesitant to talk to him on your own until months later when you were finally comfortable being around him without Papyrus, and when he confessed his feelings, you had admitted you had been harboring feelings for him a year longer. You were just too hesitant to do anything and waited for them to fade away (luckily for him, they never did).

Of course, Sans knew that the words “I love you” would not come instantly. He didn’t mind though—he didn’t need the vocal confirmation to know you cherished him dearly. He could feel it in your intent, when you would wrap him in a blanket when he was napping on the couch, when you would purchase a gift because you knew he would laugh, when you would comfort him in times he needed it. Everything you did for him had “I love you” all over and that was enough for him to know you loved him. But that didn’t make the words any less lovely when he heard you say it for the first time.

It was late at night and you were in bed, already asleep. Usually you were awake at this time with him but your busy schedule had tired you out. Sans didn’t mind though, he knew you deserved this rest for working hard. So, although he couldn’t talk to you, he could still hang out with you by being your cuddle buddy. His spot was already taken though, a pillow in your arms snug against your chest. Fortunately, Sans was able to slip it out of your arms with ease and sneak into your bed, but moving the blanket around stirred you awake.

Blinking wearily, you smiled once you noticed the one in front of you was Sans and opened your arms for him. Once he was in his usual spot—tucked against your chest—your arms wrapped around him and pulled him closer. It was warm and Sans could feel the love coming off your skin.

Chuckling, Sans murmured against your chest, “good night.”

“Good night,” You sleepily replied, your chin resting on the top of his skull.

In your embrace, he shut his eye sockets and focused on your heartbeat. He liked hearing it. It was so different compared to monsters and their souls. He let it lure him to sleep with you, hearing your heartbeat slow down as you relaxed.

Then, you whispered so softly, he barely heard it, “I love you.”

His sockets snapped open in surprise as he did a double take. Did he hear you correctly? No, he definitely heard you correctly. His soul trembled excitedly in his ribcage from hearing your vocal declaration, a blush forming on his face quicker than it had ever before. He felt you press a kiss on his skull, your lips in a smile that told him you knew how he was feeling from your words.

He buried his flushed face into your shirt, clinging onto you as he muttered, “i love you too.”

#small spoon sans is my fav thing ever #lya writing #sans undertale #sans x reader #sans x y/n #sans x yn #reader insert #what other tags do i even put on here

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zelphin124 · 3 months

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Dust x YN Short Story

You simps... this is the result of this poll.

Uh, yeah... Here we go I guess.

THIS IS YOUR FAULT @kuuuuro YOU BIAS LIL NUGGET /lh

I swear I have motivation somewhere-

~o0o~

Twenty weeks.

You started to lose count of the days as you circled your cell. The sun was setting again, so your evening meal would arrive soon.

Nightmare had kidnapped you not so long ago. All you could gather was you were being used as a bargaining chip. If your friends didn't make enough negative energy in your AU, you would die.

Depression would be achieved either way.

You heard tales of the negative king. You know that he had a brother who was the positive opposite of him, you also heard fantasies of him having a soft spot for people, wanting to just have a time of rest.

None of those were true at all.

He was the definition of evil. He was cruel and treated everyone poorly to feed off it. He didn't care about anyone, not even his own employees, who were the ones that brought you food. He laughed in the face of requests and always got what he wanted, one way or another, often making others kill for him.

This led your train of thought to the various employees. There was Killer, the smiley, toxic one. He never shut up and obeyed Nightmare like a dog. He was the one who wanted to cause you the most pain. His addiction to blood and knives didn't help with that. You found it unsettling how much black ink dripped from his eyes when he looked at you. You knew he saw you as an object, nothing more. He has threatened to do horrendous things to you to please his boss... but... he hasn't laid a hand on you yet.

Horror was the second employee. He appeared to be the polar opposite of Killer in personality but equally as unsettling. He would stare at you for long hours, his bulging red eye unwavering and not blinking. You have overheard many conversations that he wanted to save you for a meal. Whenever he was hungry, he lingered not too far from you. If it weren't for the negativity he gave off when he was unable to eat you, you were sure Nightmare would've let him already.

Then there was Murder Sans. He was the quietest, and the one who didn't say much, if at all. The entire time you've known him, he lurked in conversations and only gave off nods, shrugs, and head shakes as communication. The other two employees were terrified of him; they often talked about his LV levels and how he could kill them easily. Although all of them were murderers, he was the only one reluctant to do it again.

Especially to you.

When he came to give you food, you didn't have to cower in the corner or tell them to leave. He barely said anything to you, but he's whispered enough words to tell you his voice was rasp and aloof. His eyes never narrowed at you, and he didn't stare like the others. If you caught him staring, he would respectfully look away, going about his business. He always ensured that you got the best food and that none of it dropped before it reached you. Sometimes, he would take the food that he got and give it to you. His coworkers always said he acted weird when he saw you, but you couldn't quite tell why.

You couldn't tell anything about him, in reality.

The door to your cell opened. You pressed yourself against the damp, cold, stone bricks of your cell, the chains around your ankles clamped tight. You prayed that it wasn't Killer again; you didn't want to fake happy feelings in your heart for Nightmare to come take him away.

You couldn't tell which coworker it was until their entire body walked down the stairs. They all wore the same clothing, and the only difference they had from one another was their faces.

You saw the hooded employee holding a candle in one hand and your food in the other. You sigh in relief, the pace of your heartbeat slowing down tremendously. His red eyes glowed softly as his gaze shifted towards you. He looked more tired than usual.

"Your food," he raises it up before setting it down by your feet.

You were starving. Before he could say anything else, you gulfed down the food before him, delighting at the taste of mashed potatoes and green beans. Although you used to be picky, prison has taught you to like every form of food. Anything that Dust brought you tasted good.

He watched you eat before sitting down in front of you. You didn't notice until your food was good. Thanking him for the food, you lay back down on the paved floor, hoping that you wouldn't get back pain as you slept.

Murder traced his hands across the floor before he looked back up at you. "It's boring in here, do you wanna watch a movie?"

At first, you were confused. Did you want to watch a movie? Of course you did; anyone would take that over sitting in a cell again all night. Heck, you haven't been out of the cell in weeks, and you started to smell, let alone go crazy. You nod, telling him you wish to, but you couldn't because you were chained-

The bones that flew through the chains around your frail body shattered as bones shot up from the ground. For the first time, the weight of the metal was off your skin, setting you free. You reach down and rub your ankles and wrists, which you were unable to touch weeks before.

As you were distracted, you felt hands wrap around your waist and legs. Your eyes widen as he hoists you up into his arms and carries you out of the stall. You yelp from shock, asking him what's going on.

"I need a movie partner. Horror doesn't want to watch movies with me anymore," he explained nonchalantly. "And call me Dust, please."

You were about to ask more questions but kept your mouth shut as he carried you through the castle and up the stairs. You passed the dining room where the rest of the castle inhabitants were.

"Pass me the sauce Horror!" Killer cried.

"No, I'm using it." Horror dumped a large amount of sauce onto whatever he was eating.

"You're going to eat it all!" Killer whined.

"Both of you shut up," Nightmare twirled his food around with a fork, looking slimy as ever.

Despite being so close to your kidnappers, they did not notice you and Dust. Not even Nightmare caught a glimpse of the silent worker carrying you up toward his room, as if he had years of practice slipping away...

As he opened the door to his room, you were greeted with a heavy scent of forest pine. His windows were open and a soft breeze blew into his room. It wasn't the most tidy room, there were a few hooks and a red scarf lying across the floor. His bed was massive and faced a TV, which was on its home screen. There was little to no light besides the gaping moon outside.

Dust set you down by the bathroom door. "Shower, clean, whatever you do I guess," he scavenged through his dresser. He pulled out a hoodie and some sweatpants. "I just washed these, will these work?"

The clothes he gave you looked so comfortable, and nothing would do besides the rags you were in currently. You didn't waste time and headed into the shower, finally cleaning yourself of the prison stench you had become so accustomed to. Despite Dust's appearance, it was clear that he took good care of himself. He seemed to have a higher respect for himself than the others.

As you walk out, you barely put on the hoodie, finding Dust on his bed scrolling through different videos. He glanced you up and down and patted the bed next to him. "Do you have a movie preference?"

You inform him of one of the movies you used to watch. Dust shrugged and pulled it up on screen as you sat beside him. Although you tried to keep your distance out of respect, he pulled you closer to him and wrapped an arm around your shoulder. A single pillow was what kept you from being buried in his chest.

You felt the blood rush to your face. Why was he being so nice? You were a prisoner, yet he treated you like a comrade, if not like royalty. He offered you popcorn and watched the movie in silence, asking only two questions throughout the show. He was polite, and he made sure you had enough blankets to keep you warm, and he offered his hand to squeeze when you got scared at certain parts.

When Killer came banging on the door, Dust gestured to you to stay quiet as he changed his voice, barely talking to Killer through the door and telling him to go away. However, he seemed very tired when he sat on the bed again... and fell asleep on your lap.

At first, you panicked. What happens if someone barges through the door? If someone sees you, what will you say? Would they finally kill you?

But something else told you that there was a reason why you weren't dead yet. Perhaps Dust advocated for you and kept you alive behind your back. Perhaps he didn't want you dead. After all, he did want to watch a movie with you.

You gasp from surprise as Dust's arms wrap around you like he is hugging the most treasured thing in the world. His face was buried in your shoulder, and he breathed slowly. If you hadn't fallen for the skeleton and all the kind things he's done for you yet, you sure did now. He was so peaceful as you stroked his head, not moving so he could sleep. He was so kind to you, giving you food and finally freeing you from prison.

You couldn't figure out why but decided not to think about it as your own eyes got droopy. Despite your situation, you had no trouble falling asleep in Dust's arms.

Maybe you'll wake up from this wonderous dream.

Or maybe you'll find out that there is good in everyone after all.

#dust sans #murder sans #sans x reader #sans x yn #yn #utmv #dust sans x yn #undertale au #sans au #undertale

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glitchysquidd · 10 months

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yn x lust

// lustale belongs to my brother @meatygutsy //

(lustale is not underlust)

#my art #anon ask #undertale #undertale au #sans x yn #lustsans x yn #sans #lustale #sans undertale #sans au #au sans

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lya-ayl · 10 months

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More of my romantic Sans headcanons:

- Sans likes people who are expressive whenever he makes jokes. It doesn't really matter. Hard laughter? Groaning in annoyance? Hiding your amusement behind a frown? As long as you don't give him the cold shoulder then he doesn't care. He will continue to joke around and even prank you if he likes your reaction.

- He's not the type of person to change whenever he gets a crush. Not a lot at least. He doesn't change his attire, habits, or even the mess he makes. He, however, is A BIT self-conscious whenever he is around you but he tries his best to play it cool. He will try to clean his room a little bit whenever you come around but not too much so it isn't noticeable.

- Sans usually has his poker grin on his face and it's pretty hard to make him change his expression. He had mastered keeping his cool but there are some cases where it breaks and even shatters. Just tell him "I love you" and he becomes flustered. Also, I think he's not used to touch so surprise hugs and stuff will get him really caught off guard!

- He will make you carry him around. He is LAZY and once he sees that you give in, he will use you as his personal taxi even though he can teleport and shortcut anywhere! He also clings so you will have to master a lot of strength to pull him off of you. He does this in his sleep and also when he's awake because he finds your struggles funny.

- Sans isn’t the type of guy who likes expensive dates. You can both sit on the couch and watch a movie and that'll be a date for him. But he does take you out to dinner and stuff on special occasions or if he just feels like it. He will also dress up slightly for those dates.

Now for the sadder stuff...

- Depending on the time period, it will determine if he confesses or not. If it's in the Underground, then unfortunately he isn't going to do it. Sans in the Underground is not in the best mindset and doesn't believe that a romantic relationship is worth it since it's all going to reset anyway, right? You'll have to do it and Sans will say yes or no depending on how good your relationship is and if he thinks it's worth it.

- If you're a human and Sans falls in love with you, I don't think you'll ever be able to get a romantic relationship with him if you want to leave the Underground. He will think "if you're going to leave, what's the point of doing it anyway?" However, if you decide to stay, it might be a bit different.

- None of the sad hcs apply if Sans is on the Surface. :]

#yippeeee #entering my writer arc #these are kind of personal #and you cant have happy hcs without sad hcs!!!#lya writing #sans simp #sans x reader #sans x y/n #sans x yn #sans x self insert #since this is self insert implied #:]]

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ayl-l · 6 months

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Smooches for the skeleton

#idk if this counts as suggestive but posted here just in case #sans x you #sans x y/n #sans x yn #sans x reader

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reinadecorazonez · 9 months

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Finally finished! These are redraws of my old collection of artworks I did a few years ago based on scenes from an Undertale fanfiction that's written by @rayeofintegrity. I'm really happy with how they turned out. I encourage adult fans to go check it out if self indulgent skeleton romance is your thing.

Love you Raye 💙

#reinadecorazonez #tpatsg #the priestess and the soul guardians #underswap papyrus #underfell sans #sans x yn #sans x reader #sans x self insert #rayeofintegrity #undertale fanfic fanart #papyrus x yn #papyrus x self insert #papyrus x reader #guardiantale #guardianfell #guardianswap

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3nergy-spirit · 11 months

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OOOOOOOOOO~

Horror!Sans belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios.

drawings belong to me.

#horror sans #horror sans x yn #undertale x yn #undertale #sans x yn #undertale au #horrortale #utmv #utau

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royalty-bowsto-ria · 1 month

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The last one is random, ik

the two first ones were requests made on tiktok :3 i just have a couple more requests to do until i post them there though

#undertale #undertale au #sans #sans au #sally face #sans x yn #horror sans x yn #sans au x yn #dust sans #murder sans

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jazzymadness · 5 months

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Sans the skeleton x Y/N? Please?

Asking for a friend- >.>

here we go! I hope you and your friend like it! I had so much fun making this! Since you didn't specifly what you wanted I just drew gender neutral y/n doing make up for Sans!

#undertale #sans x yn #sans x you #digital art #art #my art

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a-mess-of-a-crow · 9 days

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Chapter 4 is out!

Check it out! Or not, i aint the boss of you.

But I'd appreciate it!

#undertale au #red mass #sans #dee #undertale #undertale au story #Sans x YN #Frisk #IM EXCITED #Its also almost midnight lol

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annoyingbelieverballoon · 9 months

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Hanging out with kraeplin

part 2 to this

Once again you were dragged into more of sans’s shenanigans. Apparently Toriel was delighted you met Sans, ignoring how he literally kidnapped you. Now whenever you’re not with Toriel in the ruins or exploring, you’re with sans goofing off somewhere. Apparently he absolutely hated going to the more populated areas of the underground. Preferring to lurk around somewhere more quiet. So here you are sitting in a cave with sans, as he continues to ramble about his imaginary friends. You can barely hear what sans is saying actually, even if you wanted to listen. The sounds of the waterfall block out most of his quiet murmurs. “And that’s how I was forced to shove a 6 foot sandwhich down my throat-“ You stare at sans wordlessly, before glancing else where and back at him again. “Knock knock” you start Sans’s pupils widen slightly before he shifts himself and sits upright. “Who’s there?” “Boo” “Boo who?” “Why are you crying?” Sans cracked up, you yourself couldn’t help but smile. “Oh! Oh! I have one- okay listen” “Why didn’t the skeleton go to prom?” He shifts forwards, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Let me guess, because he had no-body to go with?” “Aww, you got it” sans frowned. Then he got excited again, and again and again. …You regret making that first initial joke. “Omg sanssssss! stoppppp too many jokes…” you were spread out on the cave floor. “Tibia honest I didn’t think I had the guts to make the last joke, but I guess I’m too punny” He laughed, his laughs would echo through the cave and drown out the sounds of the water outside. “Hello?” A random voice called out. Sans scrambled away and you couldn’t help but get up at the same time, your heads bumped into each other. Aaron was calling out nearby, seems like you got detected. While you were clutching your throbbing forehead, sans started visibly trembling. “We gotta go, now!” Sans shook. “But why it’s just Aaron?” Sans didn’t wait and… disappeared? He just vanished… what? You lay there dumbfounded as Aaron enters the cave. “Hello? Oh it’s just you. Were you talking to yourself?” Aaron looks at you funny. You can’t help but blush and shuffle awkwardly… Sans is so gonna pay for this…

#kraeplin #sans x reader #sans au #sans x yn #this idiot #ratling #drabble

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simping-lya · 5 months

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A Napping Skeleton

UT!Sans x Reader Fluff

Words: 1084

Koala Sans is cute and makes me happy so I wrote something about it :] Not Proofread so sorry for any mistakess

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You woke up from the nap, sluggish from sleep with your mind still dreaming but one thing was clear to you—you had to use the bathroom.

Bleary-eyed, you attempted to sit up but was stuck underneath a weight on your chest. Your inability to move cleared your sleepiness away, now alerted and confused by what was keeping you on the mattress. Moving your gaze downward, you found a familiar white skull that belonged to a snoring skeleton. Sans was laying on your right side, skull pressing into your chest with his arms wrapped around your torso and legs entangled with yours.

Oh right. Now you remember what happened before you fell asleep. You and Sans were in his living room, watching the show you both liked to watch together, when you had started feeling sleepy. Sans must’ve noticed you falling asleep and moved you to his room. It wouldn’t be embarrassing to find yourself napping in his room since you are usually in here but this was the first time you two napped together. Usually, it was Sans who napped on you. You would have felt your embarrassment for a moment longer if the need to use the bathroom so badly wasn’t your major issue (damn Papyrus and his worry for your water intake).

You felt bad for waking him up but you had to do what you gotta do as a human being. Still, Sans was a deep sleeper and trying to wake him was often difficult. Still polite to try it first, though. Shaking his shoulder, you called his name. In reply, Sans let out a sleepy groan and just held you tighter, surprising you with a nuzzle into your chest. He didn’t wake up, more snores coming out of him.

Okay, that was cute but you didn’t have the time to appreciate it because you really gotta go. With Sans trying to use you as a giant teddy bear, you decided to move onto your second plan, pulling him off. It shouldn’t be that difficult. Skeletons were light in nature and Sans had less physical strength than you so the many times you’ve done this, you were able to get him off of you. But for some reason, in his slumbering state, he had strength that even you couldn’t defy. His grip on you was extremely strong and tough for you to dislodge. It didn’t help that each time you would try to get out, he would mumble in his (cute) sleepy state and grip you harder.

Did he somehow get stronger or have he reached a level of comfortness that in his sleep, he was unwilling to let go? He was usually clinging onto you during his many naps with you being his pillow but never had he clinged onto you so stubbornly like now.

You were trapped, stuck with a sleeping skeleton on you and a terrible need to go.

You couldn’t even call for help. Your phone was probably where you last left it—charging in the living room—so you were left being a giant pillow.

Then you heard it. The sound of your savior. It was so faint but you knew there was hope. It was the sound of the front door opening and that meant—!

“Papyrus!” You shouted, calling for your last hope. “Papyrus, help me!”

The sounds of footsteps climbing the staircase showed your hope wasn’t in vain and you stared with relief as your friend opened the door to Sans’s room, his head peering in with urgency.

“WHAT IS THE ISSUE, MY DEAR FRIEND, FOR YOU TO BE CALLING FOR THE GREAT PAPYRUS’S ASSISTANCE? ARE YOU INJURED?”

His sockets soon found your gaze on the mattress as you waved your free arm in the air. You replied, “No, but I’m stuck with Sans on top of me. Could you help me out here?”

Papyrus stared at you for a moment.

And took a picture.

“Papyrus?!?!”

The tall skeleton laughed, his expression showing no sympathy for your embarrassment as he pocketed his phone. “SORRY SORRY, BUT I HAD TO TAKE ONE TO SHOW SANS LATER! HE’LL BE SO EMBARRASSED!”

He walked over to you and assessed the situation as you huffed at him underneath Sans’s sleeping form. In one quick hand motion, he managed to separate you two and put a pillow in your place, which Sans instantly clung onto. He mumbled something into the pillow before nuzzling it, no sign of noticing the switch-a-roo.

You patted Papyrus’s shoulder, mumbling a quick thanks, as you ran to the bathroom. Once your urgent matter was done, you stepped back into the hallway, letting out a relieved sigh. There, you found Papyrus exiting Sans’s room, shutting the door behind him.

“You are my savior,” You told him as you walked over. “If it wasn’t for you, I would’ve died.”

Naturally, Papyrus took your compliments to heart. He struck his signature pose with his scarf magically swinging behind him in an invisible breeze (you stopped asking for questions a long time ago). “IT’S ONLY NATURAL FOR THE GREAT PAPYRUS TO SAVE THE DAY! THAT IS WHAT THE GREAT PAPYRUS DOES AFTER ALL—SAVING HIS HUMAN FRIENDS IN CASES WHERE THEIR HUMAN NEEDS MUST BE FULFILLED!”

You chuckled as you walked with him down the stairs. “Yes, and your human friend right here appreciates it a lot.”

Papyrus grinned at your words and patted your shoulder. It “AND I APPRECIATE YOU FOR PUTTING SANS IN SUCH A COMFORTABLE STATE JUST NOW! USUALLY I WOULD SCOLD YOU FOR BEING INFLUENCED BY HIS TERRIBLE HABITS BUT I WILL LET YOU GO THIS TIME. I RARELY SEE HIM SLEEP LIKE THIS AND AS HIS CARING BROTHER, I THANK YOU!”

“Ah, well, you’re welcome, Papyrus.” You felt a bit embarrassed but also confused? Why were you being congratulated by his usual sleeping habits? You expressed this to Papyrus with a question, “But, Sans always sleeps like this though?”

The taller skeleton only stared at you, making you wonder if he misunderstood your question. Not wanting to cause a misunderstanding, you explained yourself.

“I mean, whenever he naps on me, he’s usually like this? Like all clinging and refusing to wake up. Isn’t he like… this…” Your voice got quieter and quieter as Papyrus’s eye sockets began to shine.

Then he grabbed your hands and with glittering eye sockets. “THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAS A BRILLIANT IDEA!”

You, wide-eyed and confused on what was happening, only let out a, “Huh? What?”

“YOU SHOULD MARRY MY BROTHER!”

“What?!?!”

#writing is fun i always forget #lya writing #sans x reader #sans x you #sans x yn #sans x y/n #sans undertale #reader insert

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zelphin124 · 4 months

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Cross x Y/N Short Story

In all honesty this was very spontaneous... And I just got home so I can get back to writing everything else!

(I do not claim the art as my own)

*cough* @tehrogueva @kuuuuro @pandimoostuff

Cross belongs to @jakei95

TW: Suggestive

Enjoy!

~o0o~

OuterTale. The place where the stars shined brighter than the lights in the city. The place where comets and galaxies shimmered with color. An empty space where people came to contemplate life and make big decisions.

OuterTale was an AU that could never be forgotten. OuterTale was where the darkest secrets unfolded.

You were told to meet one of your closest friends here, Cross. He seemed so nervous when asking you, which was unusual for his behavior. Sitting down on a cliff edge, you start to recall the conversation a week before.

You were at a Grillbys in some AU that you forgot. Cross was sitting across from you and you guys had a lovely conversation. There was lots of laughter and wheezing, to the point most of the people around you looked genuinely concerned for your guys' well being. You ended blaming it on whatever drink you had that night.

"Y/N," Cross calmed down before changing his tone. "Uhm... Would you be able to meet me at OuterTale this time next week?" He scratched his head nervously as he stared you down. His eyes were shaking, but he remained firm in his ask.

How strange, what caused the sudden change in his demeanour? You hope you didn't say anything wrong, though Cross didn't seem upset.

You asked him where specifically, as you didn't care for going into the villages of other AUs. It was hard enough to blend into other universes, let alone OuterTale.

"The cliffs near the floating islands," Cross answered, twirling the glass in his hand. "I uh... Wanted to try out that camera Paps got me. Would you wear something nice for them?"

You blushed, and quite noticably. The face Cross made when he mentioned you wearing something nice was so adorable, as if he stared in admiration. Come to think of it, he always did that. The last time you wore something nice, he couldn't take his eyes off you.

It was one of the reasons why you loved him. Oftentimes you were called a simp amongst your peers due to your crush toward him. You loved anything and everything Cross did for you. Whether or not that was bringing you flowers, getting you food after a hard day at work, or just hugging you until you stopped crying... Everything about him captivated you. His style, his personality, his smile, his laugh... Oh gosh his laugh. If only you could somehow keep it on repeat, you would. It was music to your ears and made all the butterflies in your stomach fluster.

Your friends often said you craved him. They weren't wrong. You longed to be in his presence, for his eyes to meet yours, to hear his voice speak to you, for him to touch you-

"Y/N?" Cross leaned over the table and snapped his fingers in front of both of your eyes. When you came back to reality, he smiled softly. "You able to come?"

You told him you wouldn't miss it for the world, after apologizing for zoning out.

"Tch," he snickered, giving that smile that made your heart pound. "Alright, I'll walk you home and see you then."

You sighed happily as you remember the walk home and how it was full of dancing and signing. Cross taught you a few more steps to a dance you were learning with him before he said goodbye. Dancing was the only excuse you could find to be close to him other than hugging. You wondered if it was obvious to Cross that you liked him.

However, you couldn't figure out if the feelings were reciprocated. Cross didn't seem to have the same responses to things that you did. Although you were told many times by others that he was into you, you couldn't wrap your head around it. There's no way he could like you that way... Why would someone as great as he love a human like you?

This very reason has kept a tight seal on your lips. There were many times where you wished you told him, but the fear of ruining your friendship got in the way. What if he didn't reciprocate those feelings? Would all be lost? Surely it would be awkward. Though, you wouldn't know, as you any memory of your past relationships had faded when arriving in the multiverse.

"You came," a sigh of relief came from behind you.

You stood up and turned to face your best friend. He was... To put it simply, stunning. He wore a long black suit with a white X across his chest. He adjusted his tie with one hand and held your favorite flowers in the other. Your blush didn't help hide how grateful you were for his thoughtful gift. He was always good at remembering your favorites, rather than giving you whatever he could find. His eyes glowed softly, and he smiled wildly at you. "Wow." He breathed.

You had worn your favorite color dress that changed shades all the way to the bottom of your ankles. You thought it would be better to leaves the sleeves on your arms rather than your shoulders. Perhaps it would be better for photo taking as Cross had planned.

You thanked him for the flowers with a squeak before asking him where he would like you to stand.

"Oh we can worry about that later," he set the camera down on the rock as it flashed red. "For now, I wanted to practice our dance."

Your face was tomato red. Dancing with your crush in nice clothing under the starry cover of OuterTale? This was a dream come true. You nodded and adjusted your dress so it would flow smoothly.

Cross wasted no time as he came toward you and swooped your arms into his. Immediately, his feet began to pace. You figured out the rhythm as you danced along, following his lead. The song slowly started to play in your head as you moved along the cliff edge with him.

Cross's eyes were sinking into you. The more he looked at you, the more purple his face became. His grip around your waist became more snug... As if he was holding the most precious jewel in the world. His thumb traced your hand with the grace of a feather, and his eyes were drooped so perfectly.

You found it difficult to focus on the steps as your heart pounded from excitement. He was so close, so peaceful... So absolutely perfect. You knew you would treasure this moment forever, and nothing would ever compare to this.

Cross's pacing slowed, pulling you closer to him. You gasp as his hand that was holding yours traveled to your cheek and jawline. His breath became shaky, and it was hard to see his eyes against his purple blush. "Y/N... I... I love you..." His voice was barely above a whisper while his eyes were locked on your face.

What? He... Did he just say that? You would've called him on his bluff if you didn't see the hearts in his eyessockets.

"Everything about you drives me crazy for you... I adore you..." His face got closer with every breath, and his words got slower and slower. "You're so beautiful, and kind, and I..."

You were dreaming. You had to be. This was too good to be true. Cross loved you back?! Not only that, but he adored you?! Nah, you would wake up any moment now.

But that kiss proved you otherwise. There wasn't another word that escaped his mouth before he caught you up in a loving kiss, your body pressing up against his. It was long, gentle, and made both of your faces turn into bright colors.

He broke away after a few seconds, his breath shaky and his smile wide. When he saw you were panting, blushing, and gripping his chest, he kissed you again... And again... And again... Until you lost count of how many times he came back to your lips, begging for more.

Your feet were lifted off the ground many times. His hands tightened around your head and waist to press you closer to him. Your body shook with pure bliss. Your heart had stopped from utter shock and surprise, though, you knew it was still alive because of how flustered it was.

It ended too soon, as he sat you back down on the ground and rested his forehead against yours. "Sorry, I..." He sighed. "I got carried away... I didnt mean to-"

You told him to shush, letting him know that you enjoyed every moment of it. After you explained to him that you had liked him all this time, he was relieved and satisfied.

"I... Stars, you're beautiful... Everything about you... is amazing, and... I always want to be with you... Protect you... Love you..."

Cross continued to whisper all that he felt and all that he had to say as you two swayed under the stars. It was pure bliss, and you couldn't believe it was real. Though, Cross reassured you it was real through many kisses. He explained he had held back such affection for so long, he wanted to get it all out. You were too much of a blushing mess to give any affection back, though, he didn't seem to mind. Cross seemed perfectly happy with growing the blush on your own face. Since he had known you for so long, it was easy for him to find out what physical things you liked very quickly.

To this day you can't wrap your head around how lucky you were. Cross since then had provided, protected, and loved you like you never had, or as much as you could remember. You must have been the main character in a story, as it was the only explanation you could find to explain such a wonderful, disney-princess moment.

However, you decided that chance or not, you were the luckiest person in the whole multiverse, because you were in your lovers arms, and he loved you more than anyone else could.

#cross sans #yn #sans x reader #reader x sans #sans x yn #cross x yn #short story #ooooh boy #i might be a simp now #OH WELL HAHAHA

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glitchy-squidd · 15 days

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okay but imagine yn x error but yn is dating geno and he goes missing so yn assumes he's dead. until years later error is destroying their universe only to spot them and kidnap them into the antivoid claiming that he is yn's dead boyfriend.

and of course he is...

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lya-ayl · 10 months

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Romantic Error!Sans Headcanons:

- Tsundere! He is so tsundere. He is like a cat. If you give him affection, he would back off but he would stick around with a blush on his face. He likes the attention and doesn't want it to stop but he won't tell you that ever. It will be obvious he likes it by his blushing and attitude though. He isn't as clever as he think he is.

- He doesn't like touching so no kisses or even hand-holding! But, he would let you sit close to him that is closer than he ever let anyone else. Maybe he would let you hold onto his clothes that aren't directly on his body, like his scarf or sleeve. That's probably the closest you'll ever get to touching him.

- He isn't verbal with affection. He is the action type to show he cares. He'd give you a scarf when it's cold or bring you your favorite drink when you ask for a cup of water. He doesn't say it but he cares for you a lot. You could probably tell by how much he does for you just to make you comfortable.

- He'd knit you things like clothes as a gift. He would claim that he was doing it for fun or to pass time but all the clothes he gives you fits perfectly and is the type of fabric you like. He would even try his best to make clothes that you mentioned about. You talking about a nice sweater you saw? Bam! He made you one with his own charm.

- He would try to get you to stay around a bit more, to hang out a bit longer. He'd say the next episode of Undernovela is super exciting and interesting just so he could have you sit next to him for another hour. He would have you help him make dolls just so you have a reason to keep staying. The more clingy he is, the more reasons he has for keeping you around.

- He'd make a plush doll of him and you. He'd let you keep both of them and would make you more if you asked. If you kiss or be cute with the Error doll, he'd get flustered. He'd deny any claims of him being flustered despite it being really obvious.

#my favorite utmv character #i dont simp for him but hes cute #tsundere error is the best #these were fun #lya writing #error sans x reader #sans x reader #sans x yn #sans x y/n #this is all for the error simps

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