Which One Do You Think Is The Best Trope/your Favorite And Why?

WHAT HAPPENED TO HI? HELLO? HOW ARE YOU? PLEASE WHAT DOES THIS MEAN??/lh/j

❤️🌹UF!Papyrus x Reader🌹❤️

This is the second half of my self indulgent x reader/yn posts for the UF!Brothers so please tell me what you think or who I should post about next! Thank you for your time :)

Receiving:

- Words of Affirmation: 33%. He wants to be told he's appreciated, that he's loved. To have his partner check in and validate how he feels or compliment sincere things about him has him faltering because wow they actually mean it

- Physical Touch: 23%. Gentle brush against his cheek, hugging him, or holding him when he's tired despite acting like he doesn't care makes him feel safe. Feeling their hands rub over his own gives him a sense of intimacy he craves

- Acts of Service: 23% Doing something to relieve him of stress, rubbing his back, or giving him a massage when he's tense fills him with appreciation. He's stubborn and independent, but if you offer to clean or cook with him? Teamwork is pleasant

- Quality Time: 13% He doesn't mind if he can't have time with you to himself, it's not too much of a bother. He appreciates when he gets it though, since that's when he can be vulnerable with you

- Receiving Gifts: 7%. Don't worry about getting him gifts, and if you do just make sure to get one for Doomfanger. He appreciates a bouquet at times though

Giving:

- Acts of Service: 37% so what if he's busy? He'll offer to run errands for you, help with chores, and even coax you that he'll handle it. He wants to make things less stressful for you

- Physical Touch: 30% He'll ruffle your hair, wrap an arm around you, or even set you in his lap so that he can help you rest. He'll make sure no one wakes you up

- Quality Time: 13% He'll make sure you both go on dates, to pamper you. Let him treat you to a nice outing, he wants to show that he wants days alone with you

- Words of Affirmation: 10% he's not the most vocal about his affection, but he will tell you that you did well on things or praise you to others when you come up

- Receiving Gifts: 10% Don't even try to argue that what he buys for you is expensive, you deserve it. He'll remember all the things you like, and make sure to pamper you when you go shopping

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Details:

He's very closed off emotionally, but being sincere with him and coaxing him to be more relaxed is a way to start. He appreciates a lover who checks in on him and shows kindness and patience when it comes to how he acts. He will have to be shown respect, and you have to show why he should respect you. He likes someone who's confident, someone who at least can defend themselves or those they love. He appreciates someone who's open-minded, and is respectful when that person doesn't treat him like shit when they first meet. He's hard to talk to because he dances around how he feels, always acting like he doesn't care or that he's indifferent about trivial matters such as drama. He doesn't bother to interact around drama, especially if you aren't close. However, he's willing to take care of you

Overtime he'll start to do small favors or want to see you specifically for an opinion. He can be very blunt, but overall theatrical too. People don't like that he's blunt, but he doesn't realize that he can be borderline rude in the process. If someone is willing to be patient, he will appreciate them and work on himself. Though, you may not see the differences he makes since it takes time and acute attention. Doomfanger also has to approve of you. He thinks that it is very important that you get her approval. If she doesn't like you, then good luck getting Pitch to be interested.

Getting this guy to realize that he has a crush on you would be a challenge. He would have to develop a strong friendship with you first. When he's romantically interested, even if he doesn't realize it, he'll practice being a gentleman and he tones down a lot when it comes to his theatrical behavior. He'll deny that he thought of you when he gets you something, or find any reason to explain his affection. He'll accidentally let it slip if you thank him, his eye lights widening and going "wait, really??" To a sudden cough and a "i MEAN-! Of course you do, I have excellent tastes."

When he starts to become aware of how he feels, his throat tightens and he feels his soul starts to act weird. He would actually first think that he's dying, or that he's troubled with sickness. In fact, it would have to be pointed out by someone he can talk to in order to realize how he feels. If it's Cyperus, he's told directly "have you considered that you might be in love?" Or if it's Lunar, he is teased with "oh of course you must be terribly sick. It's not like you would actually just be in love, right?" And he'd stoke a confession out of Pitch to make him realize. He would struggle to confess, and in fact he can be pretty restrained when he realizes how he feels for you. He stumbles, his cold persona crumbles. He finds himself doing things, letting his guard down. No, that can't be the case. He can't actually be in love, right????

When it comes to dates, he's a huge romantic and will take you to fancy restaurants or to the theatre, the opera, a play, or orchestra. He hopes you don't find them lame. He doesn't aim to please you in every aspect, but he wants approval from you. Hell be happy if you ramble about the date and you can gossip about the actors. He'll start to dress you up and tend to you while scolding you lightly. He's protective and overall willing to confront someone if they bother you. He's less discreet than the others, calling them out on their behavior and demands an apology. He'll only be pleased if they do so, and then he'll talk shit afterwards. He's intimidating, and he won't be afraid to get physical if they dare try to. He doesn't expect to be thanked and he doesn't do it just because you're lovers. He cares about you, and no one should be acting that way to begin with. It's a moral principle. If he's thanked, he'll brush it off and instead make sure to check on you physically even if you weren't touched. If you're shaken, he'll wrap you in his jacket or scarf and then gently rub your back before he takes you home without a word.

His confession sounds more like a promise, if anything. He would have to be alone with you, for starters. Imagine being up late at night, and you were having a busy day. Pitch would be the one to pick you up, especially since he would've shown more anxiety in where you are so late. When he picks you up, he'd start to scold you. After all, you should be home! But then he'd notice something. You're more quiet, and he recognizes that look on your face. He would be unsure of how to react, especially since you never let yourself be seen like this when around just him. Cyperus would be much better for this, he thinks. He obviously is the better one to go to. But then again, you chose to let him pick you up over Cyperus. You even thanked him when he picked you up. It would be quiet in the car for a while.

As you stare out the window on the way home, you suddenly notice that this isn't the way home. You'd turn to ask what he's doing, but he'd only give you a vague response. He decided that you need to go somewhere, you clearly would struggle answering questions from the other skeletons if you went home right now. You two would drive around town for awhile, hearing him mumble incoherently to himself. It would be then that he suddenly thinks of a place to take you.

He would park near the park, and gently coax you to join him. He'd scold you that you should've dressed warmer, but only gently. He'd wrap his scarf around you, move his jacket to rest over your shoulders. You two would walk, and it would be quiet. He struggles knowing how to comfort someone, how to get you to feel better. He would ask what's wrong, but he would only pry a bit if you don't open up immediately. He'd tell you that you won't feel better if you don't talk to someone, and it's okay if you don't want to talk to him about it. He'd confess that he just...wants to know if you're okay and if he's useful in any way. It's okay if you want to talk to someone else, and he knows that he's not great at this.

He'd have this softened look, but there clearly is a concealed vulnerability he is expressing. After a bit, you'd slowly talk to him and reassure him that you actually appreciate what he's doing. He took you out for a walk to clear your thoughts, considered how you'd be overwhelmed if you went home, and even checked up on you without demanding to know.

You'd take his hand, the roughness of his scars dipped into by your fingertips as you rubbed the back of his hand. He would tell you to stop that, he's supposed to be the one to check up on you. But you can see that he appreciates the reassurance, that he is listening to what you're saying. After some talking, you would open up a bit to how you're feeling. You felt like he cared to know now, after all. He would say some stuff that isn't the typical comforting words, like how he asks if you want him to fight for you. He'd talk shit about what bothered you, and tell you that you should've punched someone or that you should've cursed someone out.

He'd accidentally get you to laugh but not understand, not until you tell him. He's just- different. But that's a good thing. You appreciate that he was able to be supportive, that he was almost defending you and reacting how you would've reacted if you were less reasonable. At this he'd kinda seem offended, but you can tell he isn't taking it badly. "What?? Are you saying that I'm wrong? Clearly, I'm right! How dare you laugh," which would only get you to laugh some more. "You insult me." But you don't realize that as you're laughing, he's looking at you with a gentleness that is unfamiliar to anyone.

Time would pass, and you didn't realize that he walked you near a pond that's in the park. It's illuminated by fairy lights since the wooden fencing around the park is decorated. You'd be in awe and thank him. He would take it in stride and tell you that it's only reasonable he took you somewhere that could clear your mind.

At some point, you both sit together, and he gently asks if you enjoyed tonight. You'd tell him that yes, this was genuinely a nice time. You would be suddenly surprised as he turns to look at you intently, but not with that determined and rough look he always has. He'd take your hands in his own gently, since he doesn't want you to get accidentally clawed or have his chipped scars scrape you. He'd speak very softly, confess that he's happy that he is able to be there for you.

In truth, he knows that he's not someone you may go to a lot, but he always wants to do right by you. He wants to be someone you can rely on; he promises you that he'll do his best to make sure that you're happy and safe. He'd hesitantly lower his skull and nuzzle his cheek against one of your hands before looking at you, his defenses down. He tells you that you don't have to know how to feel now, or have anything to say since he's never made such a confession of loyalty to someone, at least among the others.

He'd take you home after that, and make sure that your conversation with him remains private, telling the other skeletons that he just picked you up and made sure that you felt better after such a long day. It was technically the truth, but he didn't mention any details to avoid further prying. With everything, he'd wish you goodnight, and that would be that. Truly, it was an eventful night

Closing Notes: I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I want him I wa

I tried to do research! I appreciate it, vamp! And if you made art I'd probably start doing summersaults teeheehehe

I love Cyperus even if I can't see him as a top tier flirt. He definitely can make someone flustered, but he's from a source of goofy and sincere charm. I love him sm. ALSO-!!!!!! I'M HALFWAY DONE WITH THE OTHER ASK, THANK YOU SM VAMP‼️

Another ask, omg who is doing all of these?!?

A martial arts master y/n, who does tournaments and runs her own school. One day, a very tall and hyperactive skeleton shows up. (Undertale Papyrus) Too skilled for the other students in the class, you come face to face with a new sparring partner. He seems very friendly. And, in a strange way, kind of flirty too?

btw i do taekwondo so feel free to ask any questions regarding martial arts if need be! :)

Oooh this is fascinating! I've never done taekwondo writing before but I'm eager to try it out! I hope you find that this is up to standard :-)

It always went in one direction, always forward, towards the end. All offense and most importantly focus upon the opponent.

No holding back. After all, he'll manage, he always does.

You formed your hands in a tight grip, launching yourself at him. You dug your fingers into the bicep of the swinging arm and ripped at the cloth while striking the forearm on the same side, straight in with the heel of the palm. Next, you pressed into your advantage as his eyes shrank a fraction, your hand darting towards his neck and pushing with your fingertips striking and temporarily closing his windpipe.

Knees bent, weight forward on the balls of your feet, head lowered. Cyperus glared up at you, straightening into a matching stance. Their eyes locked. Focus. With a yell, you threw a kick at Cyperus's head. He ducked, sliding easily into a leg-sweep, knocking your support from underneath.

The ground smashed into your back, forcing the air from your lungs in a rushing wheeze. You rolled backwards to your feet, still fighting against the tightness in your chest. Cyperus closed in on you, pushing his advantage, legs flying. You blocked as many of the blows as you could, his legs jarring before you twisted it around to him, hands striking his sockets every time you did.

He grunted as you moved towards a kick, watching his foot slide back as he barely avoided the blow. Unfortunately for him, his balance was momentarily weakened due to the sudden movement as he staggered backwards. Cyperus was off balance, he knew it, but before he could do anything you were already lunging forward. There was nothing for it. He couldn't block anything while he was still off-balance.

In a fraction of a second, you lined up your shoulder with Cyperus. You could see the unprotected area on his stance where you would strike. Your left foot forwards, you brought your back foot to the front and shot out. From there you had all the time in the world. All you had to do was turn so your other side faced your opponent, wait for gravity to start pulling him down, and then shoot your right leg out in a straight line, sailing cleanly upon impact with his long legs. Dead center, and down he went.

To finish off, you lowered down your foot into normal stance as your breathing felt even yet heavy. Your eyes stared down at the skeleton, before your voice rang out.

"Stop!"

And with that, you finished your sparring. Your students stared as they say silently, eyes glued to the both of you. Cyperus, stood up into proper stance as his chest heaved. Sweat covered his skull as he panted, his body only slouched temporarily before he straightened his spine. He bowed low and so did you, before you walked towards him. You smiled, offering your hand towards him as he stood at attention.

"Cyperus, I find that you've clearly done well. We'll need to practice some more with sparring, but you clearly have had practice before." Your tone softened as he accepted your hand, his phalanges showing a slightly orange glow. In between each bone a faint, entrancing light would catch your attention. Despite the fight, he smelled of sickly sweet citrus due to what you expected to be magic.

He grinned, panting in between each word. "YES! haah, I HAVE! I haah APPRECIATE Y-YOUR PRAISE! haaah..." You lead him towards a distant table that provided water, handing it to him as you looked up to him. Despite the fact that he was a skeleton, he clearly has a shape to him. He was broad chested with more narrow hip bones, tall with almost lanky limbs attached. When he was using magic, he smelled of citrus, only now was it accompanied with sweat.

He had decided to become a member of your school only a few months ago, but he proved himself to be a worthy student. Not only did he have strong integrity and respect, but he was also very kind. Outside of work, he was actually a very good friend to you. Or at least acquaintances? You were busy pretty often, having to decline his offers frequently. He never minded, but he always left you feeling fuzzy and slightly lightheaded.

He cocked his head back and tilted the bottle towards his mouth, a faint glow of a tongue visible to your eyes. You averted your stare, especially since you found it embarrassing. After taking a swig, you did the same, the two of you feeling slightly sore but perfectly in tact. He leaned against the table with his phalanges clacking against the flat surface, his head tilted to the side. "HEY, I WAS WONDERING SOMETHING,"

You hummed out questionably, acknowledging him to continue. "ARE YOU FREE THIS SATURDAY?" You sputtered slightly at the personal question, the water you were drinking spilling slightly onto the floor. He quickly handed you a paper towel, a laugh escaping him as his magic was starting to dim through his bones. "AH-! MY APOLOGIES, WAS THAT TOO FORWARD?"

You accepted the help as he towered over you as you crouched down, not looking at him as you felt warmth forming up on your cheeks and ears that weren't from sparring. "W-well, it's certainly not a question I expected. But uhm- no, no I'm not. Why? You felt like your heart was pumping even louder in your ears as you wiped away the mess, your spine straightened up like tension on a string begging to be plucked as you tossed the paper towel in the trash.

"WELL-....I WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU'RE WILLING TO HAVE LUNCH? WITH ME?" You turned your head at his slowly softening voice, struck silent as your mouth went dry. Oh. oh. Oh, wow. Okay. You could see that there was a wave of uncertainty in his voice, the slight waver as he smiled at you a little more nervously. Despite the confidence that this skeleton upheld, this was one of the few moments he seemed unsure of himself.

"YOU DON'T HAVE TO IF NOT, I THINK THAT GETTING TO KNOW YOU THOUGH WOULD BE AN HONOR. JUST AS FRIENDS? I KNOW IT CAME OFF AS WEIRD," He looked a little hopeful as he clasped his hands together and held it to his chest. If it weren't for the fact that it was him, you would've had your doubts. He simply looked so sincere, and the idea that he wanted to spend time with you filled your body with a tingling sensation.

You hardly built relationships with others outside of your passionate work, especially since it was one of the main points you could build control with full confidence. You sucked at socializing otherwise. You debated saying no, simply because you didn't want to look stupid when you tried so hard to remain composed during hours.

But on the other hand....

You couldn't lie to yourself, and you knew it. He was...charming, and if anyone was willing to spend time with you of all people? You found that your smile was dorky, lopsided as you spoke before you could change your mind. "No! No it's not weird, hah-! Uh... I'd-.... I'd like to. Yes, I want to." You finally found your voice near the end of the sentence, clapping your hands together out of habit for finalization.

He brightened up at this, smiling wide as that confidence that he had now flooded back. He clapped his hands with delight, the edges of his eye sockets scrunching up. "OH YAY!! THANK YOU, I PROMISE TO ONLY PROVIDE THE BEST. WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE PICKED UP OR...?" He offered, one of his hands gesturing towards nothing in particular as a grand expression.

You couldn't help but keep smiling at the offer, but you put one hand up in a stop motion. "No, that won't be necessary, but I appreciate it Cyperus." He dramatically bowed, one of his wrists twirling his hand. "OH BUT OF COURSE. WHY DON'T WE MEET UP DOWNTOWN?" "Sounds like a plan! Thank you, really."

He leaned forward, towering over you just slightly before he took your hand gently in his own. You smelled a slight hint of citrus, but before you realized it, you felt a tingling jolt in your hand as he nuzzled his teeth against your hand. You felt that your ears were just as warm as your face as you stiffened upon the contact, your hand feeling a slight hum. What was-...?

"NO, THANK YOU," He murmured, craddling your hand as his thumb rubbed over the backside. "I FEEL HONORED TO SPEND TIME TOGETHER WITH YOU. I DO HOPE THAT YOU FIND ME JUST AS AMAZING AS I FIND YOU." The edges of his mandibles curved up as the softness of his bone felt smooth against you. Oh, oh...oh stars. You felt lightheaded, your voice strained as you spoke. "I-I see..."

You were going to pass out on the spot. He simply let out a chuckle, straightening back up as his hand slipped away from yours. "You're too sweet, Cyperus." You muttered, and he puffed his chest at this. "OBVIOUSLY. HOW CAN I BE THE AMAZING CYPERUS IF I AM ANYTHING BUT HONEST?" He strided over to the cubbies near the entrance, slinging his bag over his shoulders as he waved to you. "I'M OFF TO GO PREPARE FOR TOMORROW, GET HOME SAFELY, ALRIGHT?" You mumbled a response in acknowledgement, though your brain felt overwhelmed.

As he left, you felt that you were subconsciously rubbing your fingers over the area he nuzzled on your hand. You didn't realize that you were standing there for however long you did, but you couldn't help it. He made you feel soft, and he made you feel...good. That's going to be a problem. You heard one of your students call to you, and you rolled your shoulders back as you clapped your hands.

Ah...back to work.

Closing Notes: oh I've been so damn busy over here. I had testing, so I apologize if this took longer than anticipated! I'll be finishing up the other ask when I can, but I hope you liked this @vamppiko

Helloo! I read the ask you got about the skeletons reacting to their first time meeting their Soulmate and each having a mark on their body like a tattoo and all that. I was wondering if you could write about the horror tale brothers? Especially Saint because he's a silly big man and I love him and also I really like how you headcanon him. I think the way you write his character it's exactly how I imagine him to be in my mind, I could never put it into words until I read your take on him and I was like, yes, this, this exactly.

I LOVE SAINT AND LUNAR SO OFC‼️💥 I feel so flattered that you like my interpretation! I try to fuse both of the popular interpretations of "Soft bear" and "Asshole" personalities so thank you :)) <3

As a treat, I'll add a bit more details for the two! Enjoy!!

Saint: He is one of the very few that would acutely be aware of his soulmate being you. He's in tune with his magic and anything that shifts in it is usually a small sign for him to investigate. He wouldn't directly understand it at first though, since his universe was so deprived of the concept of soulmates after everything. He lost any desire to even dream of ever having one, and since he has such a shit memory he won't remember that he in fact studied it.... years and y e a r s a g o..... Nonetheless, Saint would instantly feel almost frustrated as to why you seem to have a sway in how he's feeling or why he feels the tingling sensation on his wrist. He'd shove his hand in his pocket, grumble a bit, and stare at you as he'd linger in your space. He almost wants to believe you're doing something intentionally before he hears the concept of soulmates, something that would spark those memories. So.... You're his soulmate??? Really???? It would've taken him awhile to figure out what was going on, so he would've built a relationship with you in some shape or form. He would be unsure of himself, mumble around you, and avoid touching you or interacting. Any initial progress would be stunted for sure, as he'd have to feel absolutely safe in the idea of being close to you. He lost a lot of people, saw things that traumatized him, and became someone he doesn't love. He'd feel guarded around you, BUT.... He might feel an inkling of protectiveness for you he can't get rid of or ignore when situations arrive. Even in the early stages of your friendship and eventual relationship would have him lingering around you to make sure you're safe. (He would still be suspicious and then eventually blame it on you getting into trouble too often for him to look away from you.) By the time you both have gotten close to each other, he's practically holding onto you and willing to enjoy the sensations of his soul finally finding comfort in another.

Lunar: Unlike Saint, he has always felt an inkling of hope that someday he'll find someone who was destined to love him despite everything and vice versa. From the moment he met you he recognized that strange feeling in his bones that you were someone special and worth protecting. He would actually go out of his way to tell Saint about it privately, and in return Saint would support him cautiously and keep an eye on you both. He, similar to Saint, would linger in your presence and actually avoid touching you too much since he's so hyper aware of his strength due to his...altered state. Even if he feels worried that he would make a fool of himself near you with his slightly odd mannerisms, he has an obligation from his very soul to feel protective of you and openly express his concerns about your safety. He has also lost a lot of friends and felt powerless to stop the descent of the Underground from his world. Knowing that someone he's desperately been hoping to someday meet is right in front of him? The thought alone of losing you to something preventable crushes him. He would slowly find himself willing to allow your touch, even reciprocating it when he realizes that his soul feels more alive than it ever has been. He's afraid that he won't meet your expectations of a good lover or even friend, but he would never voice that to you until WAAAAY later on with gentle coaxing. He loves you, and being able to just experience the cluster of stars that is you and your soul is something he will always be grateful for. You're magnificent. Your existence alone reminds him that despite all he's gone through, something as wonderful as a soulmate is much more precious than he initially thought

Thank you for reading :-) 🙏

Sleepover with Stretch

Part one for Stretch x Reader! Since the place I had it deleted it or something, I have to rewrite it. But!! Fret not, I have written this as a way to keep things organized and to allow me to place the writing in parts. Please enjoy!

It had taken ages for him to get ready to come over, especially since he had to sneak out of the house. It wasn’t that he didn’t want Rus, Cash, or Coffee to join, but he knew that recently you’ve been feeling overwhelmed. You usually visit the house to see him and the others, but the other day he remembered you offering a sleepover at your house. Of course, he was about to call the others to see if they wanted to join, but he was abruptly cut off when you threw a pillow at his face. You just wanted…him. Just him. And you. Together. Alone. Hah. Hahaha. Stretch had to bury his face in the giant bumblebee plushie he got from you when you left because he couldn’t snuff out the blush on his skull when it registered that you were specifically just wanting him to come over.

The poor skeleton had to mull over and analyze why you only wanted him, but he couldn’t come up with any rational idea, especially since he had a big fat crush on you and felt too embarrassed at any idea he had. Still, he packed his bags and was able to sneak out yesterday to the convenience store for quick and easy snacks the two of you could share. He debated getting his favorite pocky, but he thought better of it the moment he thought about it for longer than two seconds. Now here he was in his bedroom, slinging his bag over his shoulder as he checked the time on his phone. Everything has gone smoothly, and he was going over each item in his mind just to make double sure of what he needed. He packed the snacks, he packed his pajamas, his toothbrush, his Nintendo for Mario Kart, and he even packed his favorite stuffed animal, the bumblebee you bought him. So far, he hasn’t forgotten anything!

Well, he couldn’t plan the intruder teleporting past his door and straight into his room. “Hey, Stretch, Powder was wonderin’ if-” Ah, yeah, that’s going to interrupt his plans. He didn’t even have time to throw his bag into his closet at a cartoonish pace, nor did he have time to teleport the moment he registered the tall and imposing figure that was Rus. His eyes darted up to meet his stare, the other skeleton’s eyes widened and his jaw parted mid-sentence.

“...”

“.....”

“.......”

“.......................uhm-”

“Are ya goin 'somewhere?”

The question was simple, but it caused Stretch to start sweating. Play stupid, idiot!! “....no…?” “...no?” Not that stupid!!! He wanted to slap himself, but it was too late. Rus carefully analyzed him from the top of his skull to the bag that was slung over his back. He could see Rus putting two and two together as he looked down at his phone where he could easily see the text messages between you and Stretch. He carefully pulled his own phone out, and Stretch just stood still as Rus took a picture. Only when Stretch heard the click did he react. Almost desperately, he reached forward and grabbed Rus by his shoulders as his phalanges dug into the thick material of his black coat. “Rus, Rus please-” “Where ya goin?”

“Rus, look- please don’t do this-” “Are ya runnin’ away?” He saw how Rus seemed to be judging his way of packing as he asked that. “What? No, I-” “A sleepover?” Rus took his phone away from Stretch’s reach as he pathetically tried to grab it from him. Only at hitting the right target did Stretch slump forward in defeat. “...Maybe,” He finally admitted, his voice turning softer as his nerves increased. Rus didn’t say anything for a moment, at least not until he said your name. “Huh?” “Is that who’re gonna go see?” He at least had the decency to ask, even if it was obvious. Stretch, like the other Papyri variants similar to him, struggled making friends. Especially ones that would have a sleepover with him. He nodded at the question, and Rus seemed to be debating on what to say next. Rus placed his phone in his pocket before sliding his hands in his jacket and looking around his room. Rus took a few steps towards his desk placed beside his bed, only to carefully grab Stretch’s camera and handing it to him.

“Okay.” “Okay? Stretch took his camera with both of his hands absentmindedly, tilting his head to the side when Rus decided to look at him again. “Yeah. Make sure to take some pictures. Ya can hang em up on yer board over there,” He raised his hand to the bulletin board Stretch put up a few months ago over his drawing desk. Stretch glanced back at him, nodding his head slowly but with uncertainty. “You're right, that sounds like a good idea!” He grinned, but he still didn’t understand why Rus was being so relaxed about this. “But…you’re not going to tell the others, are you?”

He saw the way Rus shrugged his shoulders carelessly, making a noncommittal grunt. “Nah, you’re allowed to spend time with ‘em alone, that ain’t my business.” Stretch narrowed his eyes at him, which only made Rus look away casually. Aha! He pointed at him accusingly, knowing full well that he was their tell tale sign that he wasn’t telling him the full truth. “Then why did you take a picture?” He shouted, but not too loudly. Rus grinned mischievously, his eye sockets crinkling slightly. “That was just black mail, is all…” "Blackmail?! Rus, Rus I thought you were my friend!" "I am," Rus was chuckling now, placing a hand over his mouth. Stretch was about to rant about his utter betrayal, but that glint in Rus' eyes told him what Rus wasn't sharing. "...What do you want?” Rus placed his hands up in mock defeat, smiling even bigger now as he tilted his at him and turned away towards the door. “I’ll find something ta get ya to pay me back with, don’t worry. Your secret is safe with me,” “Rus! Rus I swear to-” But it was too late. Rus teleported out of the room as quickly as he had arrived, his small nyeh-heh-heh a mocking reminder that Rus knew his secret sleepover.

Stretch grumbled under his breath, placing his hands over his face as he tried to collect his composure. Hey, at least he knows Rus won’t tell the others, right? Ugh…He doesn’t know how Rus is going to get him to do him a favor in return, but at least it wasn’t Cash that ran into him. Cash was horrible about his blackmail, that awful prune. He was friends with the both of them though, so he knew that they would both be a little bit more merciful towards him. Right? Right?? Wait, wait wait wait. Stretch straightened up, jerking his head towards the door as he set his bag down for a few moments. Rus came in here because his brother wanted to know something. “Rus-! What did Powder want to kn- Oh you know what, forget it! Powder-!!”

It looks like he's going to be a little late to the sleepover...

He's always willing to comfort you, to stroke your hair when you're stressed or hands. Or hands??? What does that mean for the Cosmic x Reader headcanons that you had posted???

I may have written it late one day and forgot to edit it😔

Me when I when I when I when when when I was gone and thus forgot about Tumblr due to some life stuff

I really like your soul bonding interpretation.

could you tell me more about the one sided love, basically. how could the monster end up being because of the need of his friend/soul partner to love them back- to give back what they give?

I'm not sure if I made sense lol, sorry if it didn't.

I was writing some Powder x reader content while I saw this. Nearly dropped my phone having my first ask teehee. Anyways

It's okay! I think I understood? I'll give two sections just in case. I'll try to explain. I think what you were asking how the monster could have a soul bond through one sided love? Well, it's a matter of what the established relationship is first.

Two things come to mind

For a soul bond to form it would first have to be through a platonic soul connection. Let's say you fall in love with your best friend but can't share this. The wavelengths would differ, even if there are moments in between where they resonate. It's like playing two songs that may have the same lyrics or tune, but nonetheless they're different for their own reasons. The soul can recognize this, but in practice the two individuals won't be able to. The only one able to really notice this is the one in love, because it becomes more obvious in their soul that it's sharing what it wants

The second route would be if only one person fell in love but the other did not before a soul bond. It's like strings of a rope, very faint wavelengths connecting but not building into something more. If one soul utterly rejects the idea of wanting a romantic bond, the souls will react based on the individual. For some, no bond will form except for the small strings of understanding. For others, it changes and adapts

Okay now maybe I read what you said wrong. If you were talking about like- how one soul would have to receive in order to properly give- then I can try answering right here. Soul Bonding is through a matter of consent. Both individuals can feel a certain way, but it won't strengthen their bond unless they're sharing the same connection. Simply, the souls can still share wavelengths, but it won't progress into something more unless they both understand one another/the individuals understand one another. Two different songs are playing, even if they might sound the same at first. I hope I answered your questions, and if not I'm very sorry. I was making that post in a state of delirium, possessed by ramblings and Uber Autism🫡

Saint Serrif Playlist

Okay so he's one of my favorites and I tried capturing all the different forms of him in this playlist. Tbh he makes me lose it mentally he's SOOOO-,,,,

Enjoy and pls lmk if the artist mentioned doesn't want their art used for this, because we respect artists around here(⁠灬⁠º⁠‿⁠º⁠灬⁠)⁠♡

PLAYLIST AND BRACELET TO GO WITH ITTT RAAAHHH

Is there a list of characters that we can ask headcanons for or is any character from Utmv available to ask headcanons about?

Ofc ofc!!

I do about any well known AU set of brothers like

- UT, UF, US, HT

- Swapfell Red, Swapfell Purple, Fellswap Gold

- Any character like Dream, Nightmare, Ink, Fresh, Error, Killer, Dust

And some that don't get as much attraction!

Outertale, Farmtale, Mob/Mafiatale and the variants that are there, and ofc G!Sans and G!Papyrus

I also do my own version of Lusttale! I actually think that the idea was flawed to begin with due to the crappy creator, so I have it set in a neutral timeline where Mettaton becomes king and changes things drastically! The concept is more tied to themes of connection, authenticity, and the ability to not constantly distract yourself with consumerism. I have the two brothers still have that flair, but I changed some things and I have it set where the two are in pink teehee

Overall, i would love to do more x reader content and if you want specific headcanons you might find some on my page. I haven't done every single character listed, but I do have a handful that you might enjoy if you don't want x reader content or if you do fancy x reader content! Sorry for the ramble, but I hope I answered you! :))

Oh my god you're so real for that. I can see it now,,,,(the drawing is exclusive to my mind, sorry kachow)

I'm thinking of Sanses and Papyri in pretty dresses and now I'm giggling over how pretty they would all look. I think I'm gonna scroll to find them in the dresses I know they'll all slay in