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Reaper Sans

He doesn't want much, just forever. I really love him, actually. I wish he was given a proper love. Headcanons for him below

Official Height: Varies but usually 7'2

Nihilist

Quiet, perceptive, reserved, responsible, weary, patient, curious, cautious, cynical, remorseful, distrustful, pessimistic, well mannered, reflective, and ruthless

A God of Death

His job is to reap souls that are persistent about avoiding death

Cannot touch anything that's alive, as it dies

It's implied that he hates his job

Keeps tabs on Killer and Nightmare

He is lonely, only visiting his brother sometimes since they're always so busy

I like to think he hums to himself a lot

Watches mundane activities or objects wistfully

Often found observing gardens but never touching anything

Found terrifying and ominous to others, I think he encourages it to avoid making connections

His weapon is a chain linked pair of two scythes. Uses the chain to bind runners

Has multiple wings, but often has two large ones at will

Usually has no eyelights unless using magic

Can transform into a crow to spy on others

He finds fate mostly stupid, especially since he hates that it's "fate" that he can't touch what is alive without killing it

He has an hourglass for each soul

Can float around and prefers to around others, especially since it makes him feel cool

Air and life grows cold in his presence

Candles often extinguish in his presence

Secretly, he is a romantic

Often wistfully looks at the moon, his love, for it never leaves him and is as cold as he is

Was once gifted a glass flower, it stays in his inventory

His magic is a light blue to white, whispy and milky to the color

Often visits souls who are close to their time, even going so far as to visit when they're toeing the line in moments they're unaware that their life is at risk

He hates those who waste their lives away, doing nothing with their gifts

His magic smells of rain over a garden

He hates that the other Gods make his job harder during battles, especially since most of those lives didn't deserve to die so quickly

Morally grey, he has done things that others find heartless

He can spend hours sniffing candles and perfumes, he just loves different scents

His magic weakens in life's presence

When the tree of emotions died, he mourned her death secretly while watching Nightmare mourn as well while Dream had visions of him while a statue

Sings during a hunt

He finds a thrill in chasing others when they're afraid, usually using banter despite their reluctance or fear

Closing Notes: i just think hes neat, he doesn't have a playlist I made for him that makes me insane or anything.

Me:

UHIOUASSFHUIEWHDIO killer sans. Please.

I didn't know what exactly to put, but I brewed something up as some x reader! If you want some more Killer don't be afraid to ask for specifics! Thank you for being my mutual and for reblogging me for stuff, you're so cool. I hope you like the gift, I haven't written something about Killer before! Enjo

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“What's the matter, doll? Do you not like it?”

He was cruel, or at least was supposed to be.

You felt his hand pressing against the small of your back as he pressed his cheek against your shoulder. You said nothing, your eyes dragging away to meet his sockets. You could see the faint white outline of what was his eyelight flickering, faltering.

You didn't have time to say anything as you were pulled off your feet, resting limp in his arms as he pulled you onto his lap. His phalanges traced around your tummy, rubbing them sweetly as he tilted his head with a wavering smile. You could tell that he was nervous.

What was in your hands was a stuffed animal, small and soft. A gift, he said, that reminded him of you. You felt your eyes water slightly as your fingers pressed into the cats cheeks, your lips parting. When was the last time you have been given a gift?

“Woah, hey, are you crying?” Killer's voice dragged your attention back to him as you looked at him. You could see the smears of black on his cheekbones seem faded as he must've wiped it away to keep the cat plush clean for you. He pulled out some tissues, something he always kept, and he handed it to you.

“I didn't think you'd cry! Did I do something wrong, doll?” “No,” your voice was shaky as you accepted the tissue, only barely using it before you promptly pressed your face against his chest. You could feel the way his bones stuttered beneath the weight momentarily, caught off guard.

“I-I really like it, thank you,” Your voice wavered as you pulled the stuffed animal to your chest, clinging onto it as you tried your best to hide your embarrassment. You didn't see his expression since you were hiding your own, but you felt his hands slowly wrapping around you as you felt the tension in his bones ebb away.

You heard the chuckle he let out as he nuzzled his face into your hair and felt the small spark of magic he must've used to kiss the top of your head. One of his hands trailed up to cup your cheek, squishing the warm flesh as he coaxed you to look up at him. “Thank the stars that you do, I would've had to kiss you better if you didn't,”

You snorted slightly, feeling him lean forward as he peppered your cheeks with small kisses. You felt that your face was dipped in warmth, flush as your teary eyes remained. “Then why are you kissing me now?” “Because I still plan to kiss you, is all,” He cooed mischievously, a smirk forming.

You wanted to throw a retort back at him, to joke about how he must really like kissing you to make so many excuses. However, you felt your eyes widen when he pressed a tender kiss against the softness of your lips. It wasn't his usual type of kiss, something so tender was reserved for a skeleton like him. You softened the same way he did as he pulled away, his thumb rubbing under your eyes as he wiped away a stray tear.

“You're evil,” “Guilty as charged,”

You couldn't tell that he was more nervous than he let on, even if the signs were subtly there. He was afraid you wouldn't like the gift, but seeing you get emotional just opened his mind to more possibilities. You're too sweet for him, he wants to just spoil you until you're just as rotten as he is. Instead, he said nothing about his plans, and he remained content with being able to just hold you as he felt your weight shifting to rely on him.

He liked when you relied on him.

Introductions with a Skeleton in a Suit and Tie

Thinking about a fanfic idea where it's the mob skeletons x reader and like like like one set is the one that the reader works for as a bartender and depending on which one they work for it influences the fanfic and stuff. Like, I imagine how whichever one the reader works for definitely would impact the skeletons as well and their perspective on them.

Let me just get this out. For one, I have more Mafia interpretations for other Sanses and Papyri but I'm going wild over the major three AU's Tale, Fell, and Swap. This is a rather simplified idea of what I think the first interactions would go for mob sans. I will work on the others a different time >:)

Bullet and Ace: Mafiatale Sans and Papyrus

Set in the 1920's, you were struggling to earn cash. Working in a shitty city, you dealt with a shitty boss in a shitty backrooms bar that shitty people went to. As time went on, you noticed that monsters would rarely visit, and you understood why. After all, you lived in an area where Humans and Monsters would conflict with one another due to terf wars. The bar, which of course was illegal to work at, allowed Monsters, but it was clear that not many welcomed them. It was common that customers would glare and other workers would be snippy or purposely make mistakes. Quite a few times, you would hear about what would happen when you weren't on shift. It wasn't something you particularly enjoyed, especially since you know that the other workers don't like you too much.

You had a strong opinion on how to treat others, and that was with respect until they disrespected you. You had a confrontational personality, and you weren't afraid to stand up to others because of it. It's not a common trait here in this infected city, where corruption would even destroy the most rational of mind. You have been threatened, jumped, and you have the scars to prove it. You hold this with pride though, even if you've almost died over it.

Don't get it wrong, you were a playful and overall kind Human, but you refused to deal with Humans talking shit about the Monsters here. They have dealt with enough, and if you can help it, you will make sure they can at least have a couple of drinks in peace. In fact, it was your impulsivity and strong sense of beliefs that got you where you are now. You don't regret it though, not one bit.

You have been working at the bar tonight since 10 'o clock. Nothing seemed too out of order today, except that you have been hearing about the whispers of suspicious rumors. Apparently, a new district has moved in, and has already made themselves comfortable in their territory. How this has happened is unknown, but it's quite an open secret for those that do know. You didn't have to guess too long that it was a Monster group, especially with how the folk along the streets have been cursing their names more so than usual.

Your hands went smoothly over the glass as you cleaned with a cloth, your fingers firm yet precise as you did so. Your eyes focused on the intricate details as the sounds of smooth jazz and small talk filled the corners of your mind. ...a Monster group, huh? A part of you wondered how long it would take for you to get fired over getting involved in a fight happening inside the very bar you worked at.

It was clear that something was wrong when you noticed the sudden drop in volume among the customers. You tilted your head up, your hands working subconsciously still to clean each glass properly as you scanned the room. The air held an air of electricity, however faint, and you wondered if it was the tension from your customers or if it was due to the monster walking through the entrance. A short, rather thick boned skeleton directly made his way towards you. He wore a crisp black suit that seemed to pair well with the porcelain appearance of his bone.

He was about 5'5, his shoulders rolled back with ease. If you weren't paying attention, he could've fooled anyone with the wide smile he wore. He moved with a languid, smooth confidence. To you, he looked harmless, but you knew better. There was a strange look in his eye, a curiosity that didn't feel right mixed in with the scent of cigars and pine. He sat directly across from you, nodding his head politely. "May I request an order?" "Of course, and what is it that you'd like to order?" "Hm...do you have Lucky Star on hand?"

Of course you did, rarely did a monster come here, so having a monster drink was a given despite the lack of needing it much. You always made sure it came in with the shipments, even if your other coworkers found it pointless. "Of course," you smiled, turning your back from him to get straight to work. You felt his eyelights staring at you as you did so, but it didn't feel piercing. Rather, it felt like he was looking at you with curiosity, even if it was intently. You didn't turn around though or comment, you've had to shrug off multiple customers doing the same damn thing.

You slid it across the counter and he swiftly caught it, raising his glass towards you with a smile and a slight nod. "Why thank you, do you take gold? I can scrounge up cash if need be," "Sorry sir, but we only take cash." "Not a problem," He was brief, and so you were in return. You watched him pull a small wallet, opening it and handing you a wad of cash. You swiftly dealt with it. "Will that be all, sir?" You asked, only to see a spark in his eyelight. You felt that he was waiting for you to say that.

"Actually," He took a swig of his glass, the beverage a light, translucent blue swirled with citrus and cherry. "I was wondering something, if you'll humor me?" He set his glass down and rested his jaw against the palm of his hand, tilting his head to the side. He didn't wait for an answer. "Do you know what types of jokes skeletons make?" This left you a little confused, raising your brow as you took a moment to process what he said. Huh?? "I-I'm...pardon?" "Well, don't keep me waiting, what kind?"

You had to think for a moment, but nothing came up. You shrugged your shoulders slightly and spoke. "I do not know sir, what kind?" "Humerus ones, of course." You took a moment to understand, and the side of your lip twitched before you tried to suppress your smile. "Excuse me?" "Though, bad ones go into the skele-bin." You found that your mouth smiled involuntarily, your features trying to remain composed. "What's the matter? Do humans not have a funny bone?" He just kept on going, didn't he? The twinkle in his eyes revealed enough, and as a small noise escaped you, his grin only widened.

"Tibia-honest, I thought you had one in you. But I guess you're like me, things just go right through you, huh?" Before you could stop yourself, a snort left your lips as you pressed a hand over your mouth. He leaned on the counter some more, his eye sockets scrunching up as if the bone worked differently than a Humans. "Was that a laugh? Oh I think it was, I can feel it in my bones. No-body here seems to understand me, but you do."

By now, you couldn't keep your composure, and he was eating it up. "S-Sir, please-" "What? Am I being a numb-skull? Forgive me if so, I'm just a little bonely," Oh no no no. You instantly let yourself speak, and you would say you regret it if that was true. "I'm not tired of this yet, sir, but your puns are bad to the bone," "Guilty as charged," He chuckled, a visible tension you didn't see before leaving him. You wonder if he was trying to ease the tension that so easily filled the bar in his presence, but it was working for him thankfully. "Please, I need to remain serious," "Why? I don't have the stomach to stop myself,"

Your own laughter filled your ears among the quiet jazz in the bar and you missed the way he looked at you. For a moment, if you were able to notice, you would have seen the joy and relief in his features, and maybe a small tint of blue. "Please?" "Okay okay, this might be getting a little bone dry if I don't stop. My name is Bullet, it's a pleasure to meet you." Bullet, what a name. Well, you figured that it was better than a name like Robert for a skeleton. Maybe Monsters had a different custom for names, you wouldn't question it. "Well, it's a pleasure to meet you too, sir-" "Please, call me Bullet," "-Okay, Bullet. What's a skeleton like you doing around here, hm? Not like it's my business though." You inquired, before you noticed the slight shift in his posture.

"Ah, well, I just so happened to find this place while wandering around. I'm new to the area." He said with an averted gaze, his phalanges slightly fidgeting with his tie, which you just noticed was done incorrectly. He looked so at ease, which confused you when you could see the tension in his hands. You were more acute than the average Human, since it's kept you away from danger, so these things didn't pass you. His response was brief though, honest. "I suspected as much, you're...nicer than my usual," You joked, and his white eyelights flicker back to you. They had a pretty tint to them, ever faint, of a blue similar to the stone on his silver chained broach. Topaz, you suspected, which was a swiss blue. What a gem, those don't come cheap. It made you wonder what made a skeleton who could afford such a thing to come to this shit hole of a bar?

It seemed to do the trick for him to smoothly slide away from himself, and he grabbed that opportunity with a swift efficiency. "Oh? Please, do share what you mean." You brushed off the fact he subtly was uncomfortable about talking about himself. You were the same way for your personal life, so you wouldn't dare think of prying. Remaining decisively oblivious has gotten you far in life, after all. "Didn't you feel the clear emotion of friendship and joy of this bar on your way in?" You asked with exaggerated shock and sarcasm.

He snorted a laugh, before he raised a bonebrow(?) at you. "Okay okay, I get it. No need to be like that now," He relented, raising his palms up in mock defeat. "I'm just surprised you think of me kindly enough to comment on it," He confessed, before he grabbed his drink. He hasn't chugged down his drink, you noted. Usually, Monsters who felt unwelcomed in bars like this would make sure to take their glass and finish it off quickly. Instead, he kept that languid ease, relaxed as he took his time to savor each drink. You suddenly were struck with a thought. How could he drink when he's a skeleton? That felt invasive to ask though.

"Well, Bullet, folks around here aren't known for their manners. You've been a great customer, and it's a pleasure to serve you." You replied kindly, straightening up as you went back to cleaning glasses behind the counter. You kept yourself facing him however, to show your interest in socializing. "I hope that you know that I find you nicer than my usual as well, then," Bullet commented, his phalanges plucking a cherry from inside the glass before he popped it behind his permanent smile. "Kinder too, with excellent manners and excellent humor."

You barked out a laugh at that, but you believed him when he complimented you with sincerity. "Excellent humor? Your puns are awful," "But I got you to laugh, didn't I? I count that as a certified win!" He proudly exclaimed, placing his hand on the counter as he straightened and pointed your way while holding the glass. "Don't ignore what else I said though, too. You're an excellent bartender."

You haven't felt this comfortable with a customer in awhile. If you were to describe it in detail, you'd best describe it as if a warmth orbited the two of you. There, a lack of the outside world made things feel all the better. You leaned your arm against the counter, bent forward as you raised an eyebrow. "Well thank you, I try. I know this part of the city is harsher to folks like you. Please know that you're welcome here by me anytime,"

He seemed to appreciate that, with how his eyelights grew a little fuzzy around the edges and dilated ever so slightly. It felt natural to get along with the skeleton, even if it started a little strange. He tilted his head upwards, leaning closer. He didn't invade your space, but it was crystal clear to you that he could practically wrap his hand around your shoulder if he wanted to. His smile softened, and he kept his eyes locked onto your own. "You're truly a dear, I'll keep that in mind..." His voice softened to a smoother tone, as if he wanted to say something more. Alas, he didn't get the chance to.

His phalanges twitched suddenly, and your eyes broke from his as you glanced behind him. The rest of the bar seemed to be normal except for the few lingering glares of drunken idiots in the corner tables. They seemed to be growing silently more worked up, muttering amongst themselves as the sensations of malice were directed to both of your way. His eyes flickered towards their direction without turning his head, before he glanced back at you. His gaze lingered on your eyes, before he glanced down at your chest and then slowly to your hands. He extended his hand forward, careful as he offered it to you.

You accepted it of course, and you knew what he was going to say before he spoke. "For now, though, I think I've started to overstay my welcome." He hummed, your tongue clicking behind your teeth for a moment in silent but begrudging acceptance. "That's quite a shame. I was starting to wonder what else I'd get to learn about you." You felt his thumb pressing against the back of your hand, rubbing it subconsciously. He pulled your hand to his face, and for a moment you were confused.

You weren't for long however, as you felt a tingling sensation pressing against the back of your hand. Was that...a kiss? He looked up at you and winked playfully, before he shook your hand with a controlled firmness. "I guess you'll have to wait. You don't mind doing that, do you?" He smirked, his natural charm causing you to snort. You felt the warmth in your cheeks, but you couldn't help but give him a purely honest smile that seemed to warm the skeletons bones. "I don't, I don't mind at all. You have to promise to come back though, alright? Who else can give me such awful puns and good companionship?"

He let go of your hand with some reluctance, as if he wanted to linger in your warmth. You felt a little sad to see him go, but he quickly reassured you. "You really know how to put a skeleton in a corner, huh? You strike a hard bargain, though, so I'll bite. I promise that I will, as long as I can find you, okay?" He asked you, adjusting his suit as he pulled out a cigar from his inside pocket. He didn't light it, though, perhaps due to some manners of his. You nodded your head, your eyes crinkling slightly as you straightened up yourself.

"It's a deal then. Get home safely, alright?" He winked at you again, a bonebrow raised as he chuckled. "I can handle myself perfectly fine. Don't waste your time on me, okay? I have a few tricks up these sleeves, danger passes straight through me."

"You already used that joke, Bullet."

"Point taken."

He waved to you as he turned away, the heel of his shoes causing him a swift turn as he had the last word of your first interaction. "Farewell, I'll see you again soon..." If only you realized how soon, maybe then you would have had time to prepare how this skeleton was going to change your life for the better...

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Closing Notes: Oh this was longer than I anticipated. I had fun though, and I hope you guys enjoy what idea I had in mind when typing this. Thank you for reading, please tell me what you guys think :-))

Y/N who can see Dust!Sans papyrus. Papyrus, aiming to fix Dusts loneliness, lures her to him. (This can take place in a bad sans trio universe where dust just hops AU’s for funsies)

Ohohoho I appreciate the specifics, it helps me with knowing what you want. This'll be fun :-]‼️💥

Be warned, my silly ass actually has a fun interpretation for Papyrus when it comes to Dust and him. And for the sake of some plot hole answers, I'll give you a little treat when it comes to soulmates being involved. So, hopefully you'll like this take on it!

Hm. Something is wrong, very wrong. Where is he? Where is he where is he where is he where- no. no. This is normal. Paps always had a strange way of disappearing occasionally. His magic must be low, he hasn't dusted anyone in awhile. He has Saint and Killer, which keeps him company at least. Sure, Killer is a pain in the ass, but it's better than being alone. It's not like he needed to constantly hear his brother scolding him, but he feels a little emptier now. That's a whole part of his soul. One speck of his dust leaving his soul is a rare occurrence, a rare one indeed. Pap wouldn't use this to disappear somewhere though, right?

...

Where the fuck is he? It's getting awfully more uncomfortable for him when it's time to sleep, he can't focus on anything other than him. His one true companion, the one last remains of his own universe. For fucks sake he's been even confronted by Nightmare about what has been bothering him. Saint knows. Of course he does. Saint can tell that the absence of-...someone is affecting him. It's not like Paps doesn't appear every now and again, when his magic is strong. It's a small perk for his brother, especially since Dust is usually the only one who can see him. Killer asked him about his brother too, but he couldn't stop himself from walking off when he did.

Where is he? Why has he been gone for so long? Why? Why why why why why wh-

.....

He wants him to come back.

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Lately, you've been having strange dreams. Or... hallucinations?? It always happens at night, and you swear that it's not a normal thing for you to see a floating skull talking to you. Papyrus was his name. Ah- yes. That's a name that you haven't heard before, but it's pleasant. He's pleasant. Right now, he is talking to you about what used to be his favorite hobbies.

"Truly, I actually never could master how to cook spaghetti! It's not like it's my favorite food- that's dinosaur oatmeal- but everyone else likes it!! I always ruined it, but somehow my brother would eat it-"

"Brother?" You chipped in, interrupting his ramblings. He didn't seem to mind, his empty eye sockets seemed to somehow gleam when you asked. You were sitting up in bed, and he floated across from you with his gloved hands moving theatrically as he waved away an invisible line of thought. His mandibles opened as he grinned. He always had such a charming yet slightly off-putting smile.

"Yes, of course!! He's my older brother. He's still alive, actually! He goes by a different name nowadays, and he's...changed over time. But-!" Papyrus' skull leaned forward, his hands leaving a strange cold sensation that felt like icy air embracing your hands. You don't know why your chest made a strange feeling bubble up. "He's still a very kind skeleton. I wish you could meet him," He finished, his voice slightly softening from his usual boisterous tone. You smiled at this, tilting your head to the side as you humoured this idea. You wanted to know more about this skeleton and his apparent brother, but it's not like you didn't believe him. It's just that a part of you still clung onto the idea that you just happen to be having multiple strange dreams of the same skeleton with different conversations.

"Yeah? Well...what is he like? How much has he apparently changed?" You inquired, which seemed to cause Papyrus to hesitate. "Ah-...well. He used to be laid-back, happy. I remember how he happened to be quite popular and loved by others, with his charm and all. I found it irritating when he would prank me, spew nothing but lame puns, but nowadays I-....I miss those times. He's more...-"

One gloved hand waved slightly, as if he was trying to conjure up a description.

"Reserved now. He struggles with taking care of himself and connecting with others. He did something really...bad, a long time ago. He hasn't been the same sense, and sometimes it worries me. I think that someone like you could get through to him though!" "Why's that?"

Papyrus didn't answer quickly, and you didn't miss the slight spark of delight in his eyes. "I can just tell." He quipped, the hand that hasn't held yours now placed atop your head. If you were honest, it felt more physically present than before, as if his body started to solidify some more as his appearance becomes less hazy. "You're a good person, I think he needs someone to show him some of the good in things."

You felt your tongue click behind your teeth, a huff of laughter escaping your parted lips. Your ears tingled slightly, his words leaving your chest quivering for a moment as your grip became looser. "Well, thank you Papyrus," You let go of his ghostly hand after not saying anything for a minute, before you leaned back against the safety of your pillows. You rolled over on your side but still facing him as he adjusted himself to the side of the bed. "I haven't...I haven't heard someone tell me that in a long time." You finally settled on saying. Your eyes were hazy, and it seemed to click for Papyrus that you didn't want to explore that part of the conversation any longer.

He also noted the way your soul hummed through your ribcage, a special sight only he could see without complications. Who would've thought that you were his brother's soulmate? It was such a pleasant find, an accidental incident that not even Dust noticed. Thankfully, he caught it, saw the glowing of your soul from so far away. You were truly someone he found delightful to be around, and he knows that Dust would think the same thing, even if he would be stubborn about it at first.

He patted your head as your eyes started to close, his voice now a whisper. "Well, I'm glad that I was able to share my thoughts with you. Get some rest now, okay? I'll be back tomorrow, if that's alright with you?" "Mnh...yeah, that sounds...that sounds nice. Thank you again, Papyrus....Goodnight..."

"Goodnight,"

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"Where have you been?!?" Dust couldn't help but shout, his hands gripping onto Papyrus' scarf and aggressively twisting it around. He had been collecting LV to try and get Papyrus back, only for him to now show up after a few weeks. "Do you know how confused I was? Worried?"

Papyrus didn't answer immediately, instead tapping his fingers against where his arms would be if he had any. Right now, he was still mostly transparent. He wasn't the only one though, with how Dust was trembling as his voice cracked slightly. He always fidgeted with his scarf when nervous. "I was spending time with a friend!!" He claimed with conviction. "A friend?" "Yes! And I think you'd love to meet them!"

Dust couldn't believe what he was hearing. A friend? From so far away? He was traveling multiple timelines, AU's, all to find Paps. And yet apparently that's where he has been this whole time? With a friend? He tilted his head to the side, his eyebrows squished together. He quickly tried to look indifferent, or at least more mad than he actually was. Papyrus wasn't falling for it though, he never did. "How did you even meet someone?" "Simple: I met them when I decided to travel back to where our timeline would be!" Papyrus was quick to dismiss, but Dust only frowned further.

"Why would I even want to? For one, we're always traveling, Pap. We're told not to get attached to anyone, you know this." Dust tried to rationalize, pacing now in his room as his hands kept fidgeting with the scarf. He's now resorted to pacing because he has too much on his mind, but he feels a cold touch to his head and it pulls him back momentarily. Papyrus has now drained some energy from Dust, his physical form more solid, visible to him.

"Brother. Please, I am aware. But trust me, this is for your own good. I really think that you simply must meet them, at least once." Dust felt Papyrus placing his other hand on his shoulder, his upper body slightly bent down to be more at eye level. Papyrus knows what will happen if Dust does meet you, but he wouldn't want to ruin the surprise. With the years passing of living with Sans, with who he is now, he's learned how to speak to him. He's no longer the easily swayed skeleton who would do anything on a whim. But, Papyrus isn't the same either.

"...Please?"

"....Pap,"

"....Do they really mean this much to you?"

"Sans."

Dust winced at the name.

"Yes, they do. I really think you'll like them."

"...Fine, fine."

Dust felt the cold touch of Papyrus when he wrapped his arms around him, squeezing him tight with a giddy laugh. "THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! YOU WON'T REGRET IT!"

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Regret is not the right word he would use. No, regret would imply that he wishes that he never met you or something along those lines. No, he just wishes that he didn't meet you at this point in time when he's who he is now. When he entered an old timeline of his, he found that his soul felt instantly off. Not a bad feeling per say, but more...calm? He's never been too calm ever since the human fell all those years ago. But as his brother spoke, a white noise at the moment, he felt that he couldn't focus. His attention was pulled somewhere else, but Papyrus was able to help him with this.

You were prettier than he expected, but of course he couldn't say anything when you were at the moment losing your shit. Papyrus told him to teleport, a big mistake honestly since he's never been here, but Papyrus has. Papyrus, however, is not of this physical world. So when he teleported, guess what?? He fell straight from the ceiling, mid air. Thanks Papyrus, you're so much help. You had so gracefully been awake already, but you were in a separate room. You had run straight from the bathroom, your hair disheveled and your toothbrush hanging sideways from your opened jaw.

Sadly he couldn't admire you for too long before he had a toothbrush flung straight at his face and directly messing with his vision. Papyrus had to immediately drain him of his magic in order to become more translucent of reflected light and full bodied. Heourgh, he felt less energetic immediately, but at least the floor was quite comfortable. He didn't bother straightening up, not if it meant you'd throw something else at him. It's not a great first greeting with his soulmate, he'd apologize if he wasn't so tired. Papyrus was right, he would like you.

His soul was pumping, singing practically as he was able to feel the wavelengths of your soul. You didn't seem to fully notice, but he did. He noticed since his soul felt calmer, happier, and much more....in love? What a strange feeling, his soul is so used to the LV he has, the motivation, the constant distress and guilt. He's never felt so light, but maybe that's because he's lightheaded from teleporting and falling. You seemed to be calming down since Papyrus was there and easing your panic. Thank the stars he's here. He wishes he met you sooner, or maybe in a different timeline where he was...normal. Would the others accept this? Would they be considered your soulmates too? He's never been great at sharing. He doesn't want to drag you in the multiverse mess that is his life, but leaving you alone after this isn't an option.

Stars above you were so pretty. Your voice sounds like the pluck of strings tied to a harp, or a guitar. Filled with emotion, a world of thoughts and history behind them. He hopes you'll like him too. He doesn't want to be scary to you, but he knows that he is. He could be less mean? Maybe you like things that he likes, he can like things you like. He can try to be better if it means you won't find him scary, if you can trust him. Right now you were coming over to him, apologizing but clearly weary. Hey, at least you weren't dumb enough to get too close, he is a stranger after all.

He is so happy that his brother convinced him to meet you. Yeah, regret isn't the word he'd use. It's just going to be complicated. That's okay, he can wait, patience is a skill on his part. Even if things don't work because you don't end up liking him, he at least met you. This quiet in your presence has been so pleasant, still as a pond and soothing. He's thankful for at least this moment of tranquility deep within his soul. His brother already told him your name, but he doesn't want to be weird.

"...The name is Dust, I didn't mean to fall in your bedroom. Not a great introduction, huh?"

Oh would you look at that, he was talking! He doesn't do that often. He is suddenly insecure about the rasp in his voice. You don't seem to mind though, and in fact you smile. Oh wow. Your smile. You seem less scared, that's great. He'd do anything to keep that smile on your lips, anything at all... Too bad he passes out before you can respond. Great job, Dust.

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Closing Notes: This took forever to type but I think I'm happy with it! I was busy, and a little unsure of how I wanted to type this. I hope you like this, vamp, you're so cool and this was fun. Don't be shy to ask for more stuff! I just wanted to write you a little more plot since you asked such a specific request for a skeleton hehe. Thank you :-)

🧡🍯US!Papyrus x Reader🍯🧡

Stretch may not have experience in love, but he knows that he loves you. He promises to do his best, if you'll have him

Some Swap Papyrus x reader love here :)

Receiving:

- Quality Time: 35%. Nothing really shows that he's loved like having his partner give their undivided attention. He wants someone to actually care about his interests and spend time with him

- Words of Affirmation: 32%. He wants to hear the praise of others, to be encouraged. He doesn't have great confidence, but if he had his partner praise his drawings you bet he's giddy and flustered. Insults or empty praise will hurt

- Physical Touch: 23%. Simple touches can make him flustered, but it means a lot to feel a sense of belonging and love when someone cuddles with him on the couch or holds his face to give him a kiss on the cheek

- Acts of Service: 6% Someone who is willing to do a project with him or do something with him means a lot, it shows that someone cares about his passions

- Receiving Gifts: 3% He doesn't expect gifts, but he has his gifts on him at all times for a reason. He feels loved seeing someone give him something they obviously put thought into

Giving:

- Quality Time: 33%. He wants to reciprocate what his partner provides. Even if there's not much happening, he wants to be around and keep his partner company and show that he's attentive and always tries to make it on time

- Physical Touch: 30% He's a lovestruck dork, he wants to kiss their face, their hands, rub their back, cuddle, all of it

- Words of Affirmation: 13% He wants to make sure his partner knows he appreciates them and finds what they do amazing. He always tries to speak with reassurance and interest, wants people to feel good when they're down

- Acts of Service: 13%. Let him do the dishes when you're tired, let him do your laundry. It's okay, he knows you're tired and he wants to relieve you of stress

- Gift Giving: 10%. He remembers more about what people like than others expect, so he'll sometimes buy gifts as a sign of appreciation. He always remembers what they like, always

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When you first meet, it's on the bus. There wasn't any room, and you were made to choose to sit between the skeleton monster and the old lady that was muttering to herself about kids these days. Of course, you sat by the skeleton. He seemed to avoid eye contact when you asked if you could sit next to him, but he didn't deny you the right to choose where you sat. After a while, you notice that he's eyeing your satchel. At first, you're confused, only to realize that he's looking at your keychain. It's a small bee on a sunflower, something you found cute when at the mall a few years back. You ask him if he likes bees, and he is a little startled that you spoke since neither of you have talked since you asked to sit. He seems a little embarrassed, but he tells you that he really loves bees. You ask him if he has anything that has to do with bees and he gladly shows you his phone case. It's cute, and you share that you find bees super cute. It's not lot until he starts to ramble a bit, and yet you don't mind. He seems genuinely enthusiastic about them, sharing facts as he's smiling. Something tells you that he really loves to talk about things he likes. It's....cute. By the time you two almost reach your bus stop, he seems to catch himself suddenly as he makes eye contact with you. He turns orange with blush, and he quickly apologizes.

You don't know what face you made to make him so shy again, but you reassure him that you found it pleasant to hear him talk. He pauses for a moment, as if in disbelief, and he mumbles something. "You...really meant that." When you ask what he said since you didn't hear him correctly, he clears his throat (skeleton monsters do that??) and asks "did you really mean that?" You tell him yes, and he seems relieved. In fact, you suddenly move the keychain off your satchel. He's confused when you give it to him, smiling as you tell him to take it. He tries to change your mind, unsure as to why you are giving it to him, but you're persistent. You not only want to prove that you actually enjoyed his rambling, but you think he'd appreciate it more. The bus stops and it's time to leave, so you stand up as you let go of the keychain and have it land on top of his skeletal hand. You wave goodbye, and he shyly waves back, but you don't see how his eye lights dilate when you go.

He makes sure to remember you.

When he found out what you were going to possibly be the new roommate? He was quick to welcome you. He may not have said anything to the others much, but clearly he has never been this...eager? It's hard to hide, especially when he starts acting more social with you. He's a little shy at the beginning of your friendship, but you both bond over video games and other interests. He's always thinking about you when he goes somewhere like a game store, or even a bakery. He can't help it, he just thinks that you'd like certain things. He'll start picking up more, taking care of things when he sees you're overwhelmed. He's one of the lazy Papyri that actively will help do laundry, putting away dishes, etc. He's not really intense when it comes to jealousy, especially since he knows that he's not entitled to your time or attention. Still, he tends to be a bit more quiet, a little bit more snarky towards the other, but he doesn't communicate very well. There would be moments he will apologize though if you confront him, as he's more embarrassed than harsh about it. He only gets jealous if someone clearly has interest in you, but when you're in the friendship stage he won't tell you that. You'll most likely tease him since "awe, are you jealous? Is it because you're afraid that he's prettier than you? Trust me, he's not." As soon as you both get to laughing, he'll apologize again and he tries to work on it.

His confession would be from a heart to heart. He hasn't been confident about confessing to you, especially since he doesn't want to ruin anything. Instead, he wants to value your friendship. But, imagine it.

It's raining, the sky's a dull grey as the light pitter patter of the droplets can be heard tapping against your umbrella. You had forgotten to bring one, but Stretch brought one suitable for two. You two decide to walk home instead of teleporting, especially since you knew about Stretch's situation. It wasn't that he wanted to avoid some of the other skeletons because he was upset, but it was clear that tension was there. You ask if you two can walk towards the hill in order to stay out longer, and he agrees with a small smile. He looks worn out, but you can tell he appreciates the idea. The two of you find your way up there, and there's a large rock near the top. You decide that it's fine if your butt gets a little wet from the rain, so you sit down and get him to do the same despite his slight reluctance. The two of you start to talk after some minutes pass of staring into the distance. "Do you believe in soulmates?" "As in the ones that are in your stories? Destined to be together?" "Yes! Do you?" "....well, I'd like to believe in it," and you tease him slightly. You agree, though. After all, wouldn't it really be nice if you had a person who would love you despite everything? You tease him, and he does the same as he bumps his shoulder against yours. "Well, you don't need a soulmate for that" is what he says, his eyes slowly softening as he gazes at you from under the umbrella. You laugh, but it's clear you don't believe that. You're too much of a mess. He asks if you wouldn't love someone for that, but of course you say no. You wouldn't want someone to feel unloved for that. He pokes at the flaw within your logic, and he smiles as he teases you lightly. Who wouldn't love you? You're a dork, but you're sweet and kind. You have an air of warmth to you. Someone would be a fool to think that you're not loveable. You start to smile at this, and your soul feels a little tingly. "Well, do you love me?"

But there's a pause when you wait for his answer. He seems suddenly shy, and he looks away. "...of course I do," but you don't seem to realize just yet how much he means it. You tell him that you love him too, and after some silence he murmurs "yeah, I know you do," but he seems to be thinking about something. You ask him what's wrong, and with hesitance he responds. "But I love you, like...really, really love you." And when he looks at you, it clicks for you what he means. He looks away quickly, staring at the distance as he tries not to think about the slight tremble of his hands. "......I'm sorry if....sorry if that was too forward. It's just- it's just that I really feel that way. But maybe you don't need that, and that's okay. If you don't feel the same way, then you can forget about what I said, yeah?" And yet, the whole time, he's stuttering a bit as he falters. "I don't want you to feel like you're unloved, is all. Because if you ever feel that way, know that- that someone does love you. Always will, soulmates or not."

The rain seems to sound quieter as your ears are filled with a slight muffle, your lips parted as you look at him. He seems too nervous to look back. You had asked him if he loved you as a joke, at least partially. In truth, you felt your soul humming with a sensation that's unfamiliar. You didn't think he actually would've told you the truth, let alone...love you. He flinches when he feels your hand gently sliding and wrapping around his arm. "...well, I hope you know that includes you too, dork." And you feel his bones rattle slightly before he breaths out shakily. Your eyes cast forward, and you feel your body leaning more against him as he rests his skull against your head. You speak up again, and you can hear something faintly akin to a distant song as you do so. "I think I'm okay with soulmates not existing, because at least I...at least I know that someone loves me by their own free will instead of it being because of fate. I love you too."

There are no words exchanged, but it becomes subconsciously known that your souls are indeed singing in sync. Your bond has grown, and by the time it's ready for you two to go back home, it's because Powder called wondering where you two were. You take your time walking home, and your arms don't move from his as you keep yourself wrapped against it all the way until you go home...

As a lover, it would take some time for the two of you to actually start calling each other anything at all. It's just not something he's used to, but he still makes sure to treat you well. He'll feel more comfortable with touch, even if he's a blushing mess. White lies that he gets from a lot of people slowly has chipped away at his confidence and trust in others opinion. However, having his partner be sincere in their compliments and really mean it? Holllllly fuck is he awestruck. Having you show interest in what he's talking about or going out of your way to remember what he likes has him falling head over heels for you, as it really proves to him that you actually care about him. Praising his work and being able to be sweet with him? Extra bonus, he will go so far as to excitedly show you his newest projects, a gleam in his eye all the while. As long as he can take care of you too, taking the time to check if you're okay, then he's happy. He wants to pull his weight, and overall he's going to be a sappy lover who brags about you as much as he brags about his brother. He just needs to work on his communication skills, which can be helped with someone who can be patient with him. When it comes to romantic gestures, he's sappy and will often ask to take you on dates or hell bring you a gift he picked up. He won't plan ahead, but he'll sit you down and you both can collaborate on a cute date where the two of you can be close.

Sometimes, if he's almost late to a date, he'll be caught actually running rather than teleporting while he's holding flowers or gifts as he's apologizing profusely. He always looks exhausted from the physical activity, but he looks like a dork in the process. He'll only be reassured if he sees that you're not upset and if he's verbally told that it's okay, but even then he'll be overthinking since that's what he always does. And remember, never expect him to be in a suit, but do expect him to look more dressed up than usual. He's such a cuddly, sappy skeleton

Closing Notes: I swear I posted this but I forgor I think. Forgive me, I'm already tap dancing on top of a volcano. I love him sm, like oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my go

🩵🫐US!Sans x Reader 🫐 🩵

Oh it's time, Powder is a goofball, a silly skeleton. But what is he like as a lover? We'll find out

(Part one of Two for the Underswap Brothers x Reader content :-) )

Receiving:

- Acts of Service: 27%. He does a lot for others, so it feels nice to have someone relieve him of stress from time to time and do things to help. Offering a way to help by even just gently taking his hands, telling him to sit down, and letting you take care of something feels relieving. He's always so exhausted, at some point he just really needs that help

- Words of Affirmation: 23%. He wants to be told he's appreciated, he already suffers from imposter syndrome. Having someone tell him that he's enough would mean a lot, or just confirming that you love him is nice. He doesn't show that he experiences much anxiety or insecurity, but he feels more vulnerable and loved when you promise that you really do love him: even when hes not servicing others

- Physical Touch: 20%. He loves any form of physical affection, but to have someone be ready to leap into his arms really makes his soul flutter just thinking about it. It doesn't even have to be much. Gentle caresses of the arm, a rub on the back, a kiss on the cheek... Stars above, wouldn't that feel nice

- Quality Time: 20%. Show that you enjoy being around him! He didn't have many people spend their time hanging out with him back underground, and he wants to get away from his duties even if it's just for a little bit. He loves just doing things with you, and he will believe that you do too if you can show that you go out of your way to actually hang out with him

- Receiving Gifts: 10%. Gifts to him show that someone thought about him enough, and that in of itself makes him feel good. He can tell when someone puts thought into his gift, especially when he senses their intent within it. He keeps it safe, and is extremely grateful since not many monsters or humans have gone out of their way for him.

Giving:

- Acts of Service: 33%. Let him help you! Sure, he does a lot, but he feels useful that way. He wants to provide, to care for someone. When it's not out of necessity, just being able to handle your laundry or being able to drive you somewhere, all of it feels just good to do because he loves you

- Words of Affirmation: 20%. The moment he hears someone belittle themselves or do something good, he always makes sure to affirm them with praise. He doesn't want anyone else to feel like shit, and he wants people to know he's there for them. He will praise your skills, comment on how you're honest and that it's a good thing. He'll tell you how much he loves things about you, more on you as a person over your physical looks. To him, the soul matters more

- Physical Touch: 20%. He's not afraid to pick someone up, to carry them around and treat them like royalty. He'll kiss your cheek and nuzzle against you, grinning the whole time. He'll snatch an opportunity to touch whenever he can. He's not as bad as the other skeletons inside the house, but he is comfortable enough to hold your hand when you need reassurance or willing to offer a hug when you need it

- Quality Time: 17% Sometimes he gets too busy doing things around the house or at work, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't want to spend time with you. He just needs to work on balancing that, since he's always used to being busy. He'll try to at least take you out to do something. If you communicate that you miss spending time with him, you bet your ass he's going to feel giddy that someone even misses him. He'll always find a way to make time for you, even if he looks like a dork sometimes

- Receiving Gifts: 10%. He wants to pamper you with gifts that reminded him of you, to show that he thought about you while away from home. He wants you to have something from him while he's away, a reminder that he loves you even if he's not with you at that moment.

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When you two first start hanging out, the two of you meet when you accidentally trip and almost fall face first into the ground rushing somewhere. He would have grabbed you by the waist, while the other grabbed you by the hand to spin you around. Consider it a low dip of him spinning you around before he smoothly lifts you up. He would ask if you were okay, ask if you needed help. He would've found it almost cute when you blushed, but he wouldn't comment on it and instead offer any assistance he could. When he finds out that you're rushing somewhere, he'd offer to take you on his motorcycle and swiftly drop you off. He'd wave to you, smiling and saying goodbye. He'd think about you on the way home, but he wouldn't mention you other than that he had to help some pretty person today... When you meet again, he's surprised but welcoming. He's overall very helpful, always picking things up after you if you're accidentally clumsy. He's kind, playful, and overall he doesn't really realize that he eventually starts to fall for you. He doesn't really realize what is happening, but he does know that he finds you just really pleasant overall to be around.

As time continues, he starts to realize that he prefers to go places if you can join him. He realizes that he thinks about you when you're not around, and that if you were there...well, then he wouldn't feel so off. He just feels like he's still having fun, but your presence would just make it much better. He goes out of his way to try and fit you into his plans, eagerly coaxing you to join when he knows you need it. He's acutely aware of moments you feel left out or uncomfortable, and he actively starts to talk to you as a result of it. He's not going to be the first one to fall in love with you, but he definitely is the fastest Sans to befriend you other than Vanilla. He values your friendship, and he sometimes wonders if he's doing a good job.

He would need time to realize the moment he's in love. In fact, he'd be rambling to someone else and as he's doing so, he starts to falter as he starts thinking about you in more intimate ways. Like how he enjoys seeing you smile, and how he wishes he could just cup your face and-.... He'd suddenly find that his eyelights shrunk at the realization, his body stiff. Really, this wasn't supposed to happen.

He'd be uncomfortable with the realization. He doesn't want to ruin anything, especially since he doesn't think you'd see him that way to begin with. You're wonderful, and he doesn't want to make you uncomfortable if he ever confessed to you. After all, what if he ruined it?? Oh stars above why can't he act normal around you now? He'd get embarrassed a lot more...

When he confesses, it can be a rather cute one to be honest. The two of you would be roller skating, spinning around and having a good time. Stretch would be at the tables, along with the others who decided to join the activity. Everyone is having a fun time, and he feels flushed as he is the one to help you when you are just starting to get the hang of it. Suddenly, he would have gotten too distracted with you, slipping as he's about to land roughly on the ground. Out of a moment of quick thinking, you'd grab his hand and slip an arm around his waist. You'd spin around, your body feeling light as you try to make sure both of you stabilize with the power of momentum. You would feel lightheaded with the spin, but eventually the two of you would stabilize as your spin slows and you help him raise his body back up. Somehow, neither of you fall. He'd look at you a little breathless, a soft sound escaping him as he smiles. "A-ah- looks like you caught me this time, huh?" He'd be blue in the face, blushing wildly as the two of you are breathless and slightly giggling to one another. But humorously, you both slip and land the moment you feel your bodies start to relax. It's a bit embarrassing, but you both are okay. Afterwards, everyone would be getting ready to go home after everyone is wiped out from the activity. You two would be sitting in the backseat, and quietly you two would exchange small glances. Everyone parks at the house, getting out quickly and heading inside. You two take a bit longer, and get to talking.

You're both laughing and talking about how nice today was and without too much thought he accidentally slips a confession. "I didn't realize I would literally fall in love with you like that." And you'd be confused as he says it. You'd ask him to repeat what he said, but he's suddenly more flushed as he realizes his mistake. He'd start rambling, trying to play it off as he starts saying how that was a joke. Of course, that was a joke. That's not saying he wouldn't ever fall in love with you because you clearly are absolutely the embodiment of an ideal partner but he's your friends and friends don't fall in love with their friends do they? You're quite loveable and yeah sure he thinks about how amazing you are and how he wishes to sometimes have you to himself but that's normal! Right? He's not in love with you, he's just joking because if anyone could get him to fall in love it'd be someone like you! Or rather-...no one else but you... But-

He wouldn't expect to feel your hands cupping his cheeks, tilting his head as you lean forward and kiss him into silence. A tingling jolt would shoot through the both of you, your lips feeling a slight hum of magic due to the kiss. You'd pull away slowly, his eyelights shrinking into what you notice are small hearts. You'd try to calm him down, not letting go of his cheeks as you mutter how you love him too. You'd call him a dork, and feel as his body releases tension to the point he almost droops. He'd smile real big, his eyelights dilating as he softly mutters that yeah...he is a dork. Thank you....

The two of you would go back inside the house hand in hand, and clearly some skeletons can tell what happened. Someone teases you, someone teases him, but it's all lighthearted. You can't stop blushing, and you find that your lips feel a tingling sensation still due to the magic as you gently press your fingers to your lips. That was...wonderful.

As a lover, he's not used to being able to relax, but he appreciates being able to just be near you. He lets his guard down around you, but he tends to stress out when he's unsure of how to relax in a situation. Just remember that he needs a bit more reassurance, and you'll be okay. Hes never dated before, he doesn't want to mess anything up. Thank you for being there for him.

He'll set plans to take you on dates, active ones at least. He'd take you on more physically active dates, making sure it's a fun activity for the both of you. He's playful and he is willing to pamper you, obviously he thinks you deserve it. On dates, it can almost feel much lighter, as you both already had an established friendship beforehand. It just feels twice as good now

He can be protective as well, professional about it since he was part of the Royal Guard. He will rarely need to get physical, especially since he's more skilled in de-escalating the problem. He can slip in the situation with almost a sincere "oblivious" nature, getting the person bothering you disoriented. He will wrap an arm around your waist, pulling you close as he makes them uncomfortable by all the questions he starts to ask.

Afterwards, once they're gone, he'll ask if you're alright but he won't get all flustered trying to check up on you. He's rather calm in this manner, and he makes sure you can relax afterwards. If that means he takes you somewhere as a distraction, then so be it. He will only mention it again after you feel better, when your mind is more clear. He tries his best for you, he's okay with the fact that you may also need him when vulnerable. After all, he's your mate, and he wants to do right by you

Closing Notes: I was struggling how to write this one, since I wanted a good balance of being a dork but still being well- him. I mayyyy have actually given him a confession that was way different than the Fell Brothers, but I think it's suitable in this context. Later on, I want to be able to explore dynamics when I finally indulge in that "omg I'm dating all of them??" Trope. (Okay don't judge me bro I love me some self indulgent stuff and this is MY account.) I also want to explore later on about the first time your souls are shared with each skeleton! But for now, have this, and thank you for your patience :-)))

❤️🌹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

❤️🎸UF!Sans x Reader🎸❤️

As requested, I'm doing the Underfell Brothers for some personal headcanons I have! I really love these skeletons, but each brother will have their own post! Tell me what you think, or what you want to request next! Thank you for reading, enjoy :-)

Love Languages:

Receiving:

- Quality Time: 37%. He feels like someone actually wants him around, and he appreciates seeing his partner be interested in what he says or enjoys. He appreciates a partner who doesn't dismiss him, it means a lot

- Physical Touch: 23%. To have someone kiss his skull or to excitedly run up to him makes him flustered, since he doesn't expect someone to so openly be affectionate with him. Sure, he'll weakly protest that they don't have to hug him or hold his hand, but he'll enjoy the feeling

- Words of Affirmation: 20% Being told supportive comments and even being complimented sometimes makes him shut down. He doesn't expect sincerity but when he gets it he doesn't know how to react, but appreciates it

- Gift Giving: 13%. If he's gifted something that he really likes, he'll kinda stare at it then at you with a hint of disbelief. He doesn't think someone actually cared enough to get him something, but he'll always use the gift when he can, and he'll be possessive of it

- Acts of Service: 7%. He usually prefers to do things himself if need be, but if he wakes up to see that his partner made him breakfast? He'll call you the best thing to ever grace the earth

Giving:

- Physical Touch: 32%. Don't be surprised if he grabs your hand in public while looking away from you, or if he rests his head on you when you're busy. He trusts his partner enough to even lay his skull on their lap

- Quality Time: 29%. He wants you to know that he wants to be around you, show his interest by hanging out where he can just sit and laugh around with you

- Receiving Gifts: 13%. He thinks of you often, even if he's not around you, so he'll bring gifts when he can to show he appreciates you. It can be subconscious, but he knows what you like

- Acts of Service: 16% He'll do things he doesn't particularly like, such as running an errand or a chore if he sees you're stressed. He tends to coax you to relax and handle it, even if he does it begrudgingly

- Words of Affirmation: 10% He never is good at verbally expressing himself but he tries. He'll compliment what you wear and even occasionally tease you, but he's sincere when he compliments you

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Details: He loves someone who can defend themselves and be confident. To see someone be willing to be stubborn and defend what they love makes him respect you, since he finds it attractive. If he's flirted with, expect him to kinda panic though, because he's not used to it. He'll usually flirt out of playfulness and he adores banter, but he only does this in the beginning of your friendship. He'll become more at ease if you can get him to laugh or if he gets to see you be amused by his tactics. He'll even do stupid shit if he can entertain you, because he loves people who can find him entertaining.

Red isn't as pervy as some people actually think. He makes joking innuendos, but he's actually quite respectful and struggles actually acting that way. He's actually someone that would do a double take if you wore something that had just a little more skin exposure. He'll get all flustered and compliment what you're wearing, but he will struggle to know where to put his hands. He doesn't want to seem weird, so he'll usually go to hold your hand or wrap around your arm. He would need you to guide his hands to where you want them placed, and he'll make sure to hold onto you more carefully. After all, he has claws and doesn't want to damage you. He'll kind of be in awe for how squishy and warm your flesh is, and kind of just be in a slight daze about it. He would need time to be comfortable, but even then he remains respectful.

He also finds attraction to those who are more honest and don't hide behind manners, since he wants to see someone be authentic to themselves. When it comes to romantic gestures, he will rarely offer to do dates and most of the time has to be asked. He'll struggle to be formal, so he'll appreciate a partner who doesn't need that pizzazz. Still, he'll bring you gifts and try to make your day better by making sure you smile the whole time. He'll give you his undivided attention and even throw dorky flirts at you unless he's too flustered. Which then he'll say things such as "you shouldn't flirt with me, I'm mean and scary" and yet he speaks with much more gentleness and ease. He won't give a lot of obvious PDA, but he'll hold your hand or wrap an arm around you. If someone bothers you, he's much more confrontational and protective. He'll get a bit aggressive, even if he doesn't do anything outright physical. He'll wrap an arm around you, check up to make sure you're doing alright, but be glaring the whole time while smiling. He'll flaunt a bit, and sometimes he'll be too stubborn to drop the situation unless it's dangerous for you. He loves you, and no one disrespects you. He can get jealous at times, but he never makes a big show about it or ignores you/is rude to you. He'll be quieter, a bit more clingy, and even deny that he's jealous. But, if you kiss his skull and reassure him, he'll melt and feel better at the assurance

When it comes to confessing his love for you, don't expect him to actually realize he did it. He takes a long time to realize that he has a crush on you, but when he does, he gets so shy that he starts to avoid you a bit if you are alone. He would go to Vanilla to recover, but he would refuse that he's actually just a sappy dork with you if he's teased. He would be a bit more obvious about his feelings for you based off knowing he has a crush on you. If he didn't know, he would just not realize that he's falling in love. He would have to be drunk off his ASS to accidentally confess to you. Just imagine him at Grillby's, drunk as hell, and you're with him having a good time. He'd be giggling with you and laughing, but at some point he is just kinda admiring you as you're laughing. He'd rest his cheek against the palm of his hand and his eyelight would flip to a heart as he's talking. He'd kind of zone out, before he'd ask "you know, it's crazy how much I love you, y'know?" and when you're unsure if he's being serious, you'd probably just laugh and joke that sure he does, he loves that you are a dork who makes sure that he takes care of himself. But no, he'd wave his hands in a cartoonish manner and his voice would just get all soft as he's laughing. "No, no. Well, I mean, that too- But-! I mean it, sweetheart. You're just so good to me, and when I look at you my soul just can't take it. How do you even like being around me?" And when you realize he's serious, you would be a little too buzzed to know how to react. You'd kinda lean into him, tease him. Well, you like being around him because he's good. He's a good monster, one that really cares about you. He'd drink from his glass, grin at you. "Yeah, you got that right! But I don't understand how you think I'm good, sweetheart. But...I trust your opinion," and you two would be called outside by Pitch. He knows that you and Red need a ride home. You'd both stumble, too drunk to really emotionally process anything. But as you both sit in the back and Pitch is scolding you, he'd be noticeably more cuddly with you. You two would be giggling, but Pitch would realize what happened when he heard the way you two are talking. "You're a lovable skeleton, Red." "Hell yes I am, I'm Mr. Hot stuff, sweetheart!" "No, you dork. I love you beyond that!" "Well I love you more," Pitch would lessen his scolding, listen in. He knows that Red is too drunk by the time you get home. He would make sure to help you two go to bed, to drink some water. Before you two part ways, you'd hug and drunkenly laugh together. But....by morning, you would be the only one to really remember what happened. Now, tell me, what would you do then?

Closing Notes: I can totally write more about him, he's so silly and I love him but I've typed so much over here. If y'all request it though, I could totally write some stuff with actual effort put into it teehee. Thank you for reading

Error Sans

The harbinger of destruction, the pain of fulfilling your duty will never go away. Error, you were never meant to be happy

(headcanons below. TW: mentions suicidal ideation and attempts but very lightly touched upon)

- Official Height is 5'6

- He/They/It

- Despite everything, he follows Fate, a theist

- Cynical, erratic, sarcastic, cunning, confident, blunt, perceptive, loud, easily irritable, distrustful, detached, stubborn, theatrical, reserved, cocky, sassy, violent, and self interested

- Makes bracelets for those he tolerates (Blooper. Just Blooper)

- Has dolls for every Sans and Papyrus

- Plays with his dolls regularly, even making shows out of it

- Does not let anyone touch his dolls without permission

- Is fluent in Spanish because of Undernovela

- Hardly ever dresses up, he likes the clothes he has

- He can act childish when angered easily, but calms down overtime

- Hates Fresh, a very specific fear

- Has a mutual hate but respect for Ink

- Has only ever truly befriended Blooper

- Carries a lot of mixed emotions for the Multiverse

- Carries the burden of being the destroyer of timelines and universes. Yes, he has to destroy as many as possible, there is only so much space in the multiverse

- Is actually quite lonely, with very faint memories of his past

- Has dreams of other versions of him, but can never find them. They haunt him, whether because they're good or awful

- Does not like touch unless it's from someone very specific, and only then he can only handle small amounts of it

- Has beef with Red, the two trash talk each other

- Will steal chocolate from other universes, absolutely loves almost any of it except white chocolate

- Has a strange but strong liking for Outertale, it's better than the void

- Does not like small, cramped spaces or the emptiness of voids

- HARDLY ever shows vulnerability in front of others despite how emotionally unwell he is, if he does it's against his will or he's too emotionally distressed to hide it

- Emotional Constipation is his last name

- Erratic and violent fighting style, he's unpredictable and often is emotionally driven

- Curses but funnily has a habit of having his glitches censor it

- Is far from a pacifist, he's never spared someone from a timeline due to the suffering it could inflict on their mental state(Well...except Blooper)

- Glitches the more angry he gets until he just straight up crashes

- Can act like a man baby when arguing with Ink

- Knits and crochets, he's actually pretty good

- Wears sandals (sadly)

- Awkwardly supportive of Blooper

- Talks to himself or his dolls out of loneliness sometimes

- Will ramble about Undernovela because it's a special interest, no one can disrespect it

- Magic smells of battery acid, magic tastes of artificial blue raspberry with a tinge of apple

- Very direct, he is one of the least deceitful Sanses due to not bothering to hide his intentions. After all, he's THE destroyer of universes, timelines, etc

- He is awful at apologizing, but he puts in effort when he does it since he never apologizes unless he feels that they are deserving of it

- Let's others judge him even if he doesn't like it, since it feels like they're right

- Incapable of dying, even when he has tried a few times to kill himself

- His stringed features are glitched tears that stained him. They originally hurt, but not much anymore since he got used to it

- A God, capable of destroying any soul. It's why he can't "dust" Ink or Fresh, however, along with Nightmare or Dream

- Is only a fan of Outertale and OG Undertale

- Stargazes a lot, it's something he does when he needs to reflect or needs comfort

- Has red reading glasses that are taped together, but he still has them nonetheless and uses them occasionally

- He has smacked his own glasses on Blooper when Blooper was originally Blue. He later gave Blooper their own pair

- Has a fear of touch so he has to be the one to initiate it. Even then he can't tolerate it and glitches out. He gets shaken up and the most he can do is use his puppets or offering his pinky as a way to "hold hands" with Blooper

- Nearsighted canonically so he squints his eyes a lot

- He dreads Fresh's company as he's the only one that can snap him out of his serious nature out of distress of his presence

- He has actively ran away from Fresh

- He steals shit all the time and I mean all the fucking time. He can't create so he has to get shit to fill the void somehow!

- He stalks Vanilla and other timelines of UT

- If he was able to destroy every AU, then he'd finally be able to kill himself. Thus, he could finally rest. For now, he just has to think about what it would be like to die and to be dead

- He is chaotic neutral, so he will work with others if it benefits him somehow, though this happens to be rare

- Has memory issues at times and reminds himself with little notes around the antivoid with string

- Has thrown many tantrums before, even throwing Ink a few times because he was angry

- Ink and him when battling is filled with snarky banter despite neither being able to properly die, he just is more sarcastic than Ink

- Cats are the only animal he can touch and then rapidly pet and squish. He secretly loves them

- He will dress up in this pink scarf he got ahold of and he will play dress up when bored

- Magic is infused with his crocheted items and bracelets, which can have different intent depending on his emotions and even count as "marking" someone

- Hates scissors because of Ink

- One out of two to know Ink is soulless, he actively taunts him as well for it

- He actually associates the fear of touch, haphephobia, to be what he has. I hc that because all the touch he's experienced has been violent, he's developed his fear of it. He developed it if you will, and there would have to be a lot of patience before he lets someone close enough

- He actually loves certain puns and jokes, especially if he favors the person saying it at the time

- He prefers long distance combat since he can use his strings more effectively. He's not the most physically strong, but he has a few perks of summoning bones and teleporting/glitching in and out of one location

- When he sees something new, he just stares and prods at it

- If he gets too close to something with tech, it will start to glitch out and form static due to his magic despite the involuntary act

- He's the type of guy to turn around if someone points and says Fresh or Ink are present, actively falling for it just enough to let someone narrowly escspe

- He'll throw a fit if someone tries running away from him

- Sometimes he can reboot, and this leaves him vulnerable at the worst of times. He doesn't actually have a pattern for why it happens, but he goes ragdoll because of it

- He believes that what he's doing as the Destroyer is just, especially because he knows the consequences of why it would be important for him to stop the collision of universes

- He targets most AU's that are small, lack content due to its abandoned creator, or self destroying AU's because they're easier to eliminate without Ink actively noticing too much. He doesn't really go for active AU's unless Nightmare, Dream, or Ink fucked it up via fighting and destroying things. I actually have my own hc for Blooper and how he came to be in Error's possession, but that's for another time. Let's just say it wasn't a kidnapping, but rather a mercy

- His strings become thicker when crying, spilling out and causing him to glitch out without the inability to stop - even if it physically hurts him

- His voice often speeds up or reverberates, especially when stressed or excited

- He's very stubborn and has tried killing both Nightmare and Dream respectfully at some point or another, but he can be bribed with the right price

- He can hear creators and anons inside the void, whispers loud enough to echo in his skull especially when alone. A constant hum where he'd have to pay attention in order to understand all of them. When traveling to other universes or timelines, he can only faintly hear them and tune them out easier

- He doesn't realize that Fatal and Geno are past forms of him, but he recognizes it and in fact I hc that they hardly interact because they actively are constantly glitching in and out inside the anti void. It's a weird science, but it's like a constant blinking within the coding that caused the very slim chance of these skeletons to meet. Memory gaps are present to begin with because they never have the previous memories to begin with, at least...somewhat. Coding is a bitch after all, and one never can erase their past

- He is suspicious of anyone trying to get along with him, building trust between him and you is nearly impossible unless through bribery or a deal. In Blooper's case, it was a special exception

- If something doesn't go his way, he is an active bomb going off with how he's altering the world around him. He'll destroy anything within his vicinity and has even reached points where he alters his surroundings via glitching. I headcanon that with enough charged magic, he can cause massive glitching that starts to "eat" an AU or timeline, which makes the fighting more intense between the Gods

- If he likes someone, which would be practically never, he'll glare at them and side eye them without actively threatening their life. He'll and be more quiet, watching you

- He will use his strings to bend souls to his will, whether that was to make monsters fight, be restricted, or to dust the soul. He used to make some souls go into the anti void as a trophy to be hung above him with string, but not anymore. At some point he stopped being delusional about having to be the Destroyer, and just-....gave up trying to find pleasure with it. He's actually never really enjoyed destroying worlds, especially because he used to want to go back to his original one and knows that he's forever erasing something so special. He's just forced by Fate and desperation to actually do his job. In truth, he hÆt3s Fate

- He doesn't let others see him inside their timelines when he's traveling, stalking, etc. he's les social, but also just doesn't find himself to be a presence anyone wants to be around. He knows why he's there, and even if he doesn't destroy that world, it's easier to just hide

- He's on the aroace spectrum, and mainly just wants to be alone due to his own trauma. I think he would be aroace before, but that trauma just was an extra shove towards avoiding any romantic or sexual attraction/interests

- One thing that he feels extremely guilty for is what happened to Blooper, or originally a Swap Sans. In my hc, I actually think the reason he was left alone was because of a war happening, which caused him to try and keep him safe but ended up being gone for too long. Even when Blooper was losing it, causing havoc, he couldn't bring it in himself to hurt the one person he cared for intentionally even if he already did unintentionally. (DW though, things were resolved at some point)

- He loves Coraline or any odd little movie like that, because when Undernovela isn't playing he likes to watch them. Coraline just has cool dolls, symbolism, and overall fun animation to him. Don't let anyone find out however because he'll never trust you again

Closing Notes: heourghg....OURGH....groughg.....

Okay seriously though he's always been my bbg, my beloved, ohhhhhh my stars do I love him and want him to be okay he makes me so sick

Ink Sans

Hey, pay attention now! The creator, your savior, is here. He has been waiting for you...

(Headcanons below)

- Official Height: 5'5

- He/They/It

- Follows theism, he must fulfill his duty to the true creators

- Friends with Many AU Sanses, or at least acquainted with them

- The God of Creativity, he is the physical embodiment of motivating artists and creativity to create AU's, AT's, etc

- He has mutual hate but respect for Error

- Easily Forgetful due to his multiple trips through AU's, Timelines, etc

- Very lonely, he has mostly hollow friendships

- Dreams of other versions of him, but he can never find them

- Very touchy, he doesn't care to respect those boundaries and they even push boundaries

- Good friends with Red, somehow

- Talks to himself out of loneliness sometimes

- He envies genuine connections that others have

- Magic smells of paint, magic tastes of skittles

- Brutally honest

- AuDHD

- He likes dogs and cats, any animal really

- Loves to twirl and do tricks with his paintbrush, dances with it

- His paintbrush is extremely light to him, but heavy to others

- Accidently teleports inside Nightmare's goop once and it was fucking terrifying

- Soulless, only Fresh and Error know that he doesn't have an actual soul

- Laughs at inappropriate times, he doesn't know how to react to things sometimes

- Doesn't curse often, but will use 'shit' often

- Highly flexible and acrobatic

- Sometimes interacts with other Sanses but it's strangely off-putting and intense, he has an off putting energy

- Highly devoted to Creators and Fate, scarily loyal and worshipping towards them. He must do what they intend from him, even if that means being truly neutral

- His kindness can be sincere, but it's rare. He has manipulated others with his kindness to further please the Creators, and his kindness often is unsettling

- Incapable of dying, he is the only one that can truly face Error

- His vials are his emotions, and without them he doesn't experience anything. It is unknown how he gets those vials and how they are restocked

- He carries a pair of scissors and uses them sometimes when he's caught in Error's string

- Erratic, unsettling, playful, confident, honest, perceptive, controlling, manipulative, social, self efficient, loud, nosy, individualistic, curious, dedicated, impatient, intelligent, creative, stubborn, and theatrical

- When he drinks his vials, he tends to also have a shift in appearance despite it being subtle. His eyes go to a shade of color his vials are and his expression will shift. Small details like his body language, his form of talking, etc will change

- He grows apathetic, monotonous, and more harsh without his vials. He gets like this near others, his way of even laughing sounding empty as if a husk is mimicking him

- He aims for mistakes and encourages it for creators only because he finds it perfect. They can do no wrong, even if some things are what he dislikes

- He hates when anyone tries to disrupt an AU, often masking it with a positive attitude and forcefully stopping them even if they're dangerous

- He easily can switch between emotions, especially when drinking more than one in a certain order. For example, he can drink a blue vile and then a yellow one, helping him transition between what he feels. The reason he doesn't drink them often near others is because he likes to appear "normal"

- He aims for perfection from others and despises any creator being disrupted, often dragging the issue away. He loves creativity, but that means also disrupting something to make sure his creators are happy

- He always has something slightly off about him, despite being a wonderful actor of sorts. Even when happy, he's just- different

- He hates being called out, especially hates if they're confronted about something he's masking

- He isn't afraid to lie to get his way, it isn't capable of feeling that guilty for long

- They can only be themselves when alone or if he's deeply connected with someone; which is nearly impossible

- He can never deceive Error, even if he tries it sometimes. Error is one of the every few to openly degrade him and in turn Ink finds ways to degrade Error

- A storyteller, he knows almost everything about each AU. He often isn't shy enough to drop lore here and there, watching acutely throughout each form of the multiverse

- He was created as an "adult" so he never had a childhood, but he has a backstory. He can't remember it, but they have drawn themselves without really thinking about it

- It has no defined age, stat, hp, defense, or LV simply due to not having a soul

- They quote a lot of things since he loves obsessively watching shows, AU's, etc

- Due to his lack of fear, he's extremely risky and impulsive. He'll just laugh and jump right in

- He grows fidgety, annoyed, and impatient when things don't go at a pace he's satisfied with

- Even if he's impatient, he's hard to actually piss off. A part of it is because he's so erratic and hard to read

- Stupidly has good balance, it's overall just weird how well he has the balance he has

- Paints and sketches regularly, no form of art is favored over the other

- Often seen with the same outfit, but he loves changing it up at times

- Loves to be in small spaces when needing comfort, often shifting his body in ways to fit inside because it doesn't remind him of the void - where nothing is present

- Hates empty spaces and lacks of creativity

- He's only motivated for what's right for the AU's or himself

- Can be extremely selfish and childish, but often his goals align with "good." He has helped the Bad Guys occasionally though

- It's hard for him to feel pain, since his pain receptors are all fucked up. He can be heavily injured and not realize it or even feel it unless he's worn out and loses/losing a battle against another "God"

- It's hard for him to hate someone, but he can heavily dislike them. If he chose who to hate the most, it would definitely be Error

- He has been childish in worse ways than possible, often helping creators make new AU's despite the cramped space. Sure, the multiverse is beyond humongous, but it only can handle so much before colliding other worlds together and even destroying those worlds. He and Error have overlapping goals, and only rarely will they work together since they're such opposite skeletons

- He loves to mock and mess with Error the most, especially when they battle despite neither one being able to die. Ink can get just as cocky as Error, and in fact loves to provoke Error

- Their vials can only do so much, as they can only temporarily fill in space for an emotion that one with a soul has. It can form in the shape of what's meant to be a soul in the color of the vial, but it's never permanent

- He'll often stare at others for long periods of time, usually in an obvious manner as he looks at them and their soul. He doesn't feel the need to blink, so it can be unsettling

- When his vials give him the illusion of having a soul, he will often cradle it and stare at it for long periods of time

- He never can run out of liquid inside of his vials, but they can break and this leaves him without that emotion until he fixes it through a long process

- He is willing to experience any emotion, as he just wants to feel it. He can optionally not have any at all, but it's rare he chooses that

- Narcotics do not affect him in any way

- Has an obsessed curiosity for humans, who he knows are capable of creating worlds. It's only the authors, the artists, he actively obsesses over

- Does not view creators or players as 'simply' human, but rather beyond gods themselves

- Adores having marker or paint on him

- Has a Doodle Sphere where time is slowed down and no one can reach him

- It struggles trying to find ways social skills work, especially since each universe has it's own standards

- Steals food and other trinkets from universes even if he has no need to eat

- Occasionally speaks French or Latin

- Does not understand gender roles, but they will wear more masculine and androgynous outfits with the occasional fem

- On the aroace spectrum, especially since being a God means that other things are too important

- STRUGGLES reading and writing

Closing Notes: He's so-.....GUAH. I actually didn't care much for them growing up, but I think that they're an interesting character deserving of exploration

Fresh Sans!

Yo, I'm Fresh! Don't you dare forget it, ya hear?¿ I'm the best thing you'll ever need!!

(Headcanons below :-) )

- Official Height: 6'3

- He/Him but doesn't mind gender neutral pronouns either

- Optimistic nihilist

- Confident, honest, assertive, teasing, deceitful, erratic, social, cocky, careless, playful, impulsive, perceptive, self sufficient, loud, self involved, apathetic, nosy, unfiltered, and individualistic

- Often, the parasite will willingly leap to other bodies once the husk is no longer usable, fashion becoming altered by whatever AU Sans it possesses

- a fan of TMNT, he owns action figures even

- carries around gum, figurines, stickers, pins, and other random items that somehow fit inside his pockets

- can do backflips effortlessly and is highly flexible, agile

- Speaks uniquely with words like "yo broseph," "that's not very swag, broski" etc.

- He has multiple versions of bro for him to name others

- skateboards to travel around frequently, his skateboard somehow manages to summon and even be shaped differently based on the AU

- Dances commonly and overall cartoonish with his movements, he can

- Often chews on gum or has suckers to eat since he doesn't smoke

- Uses slang and hardly, if ever, curses. If he does curse, it's beyond a serious reason to believe what he has to say

- Has a giant bat as his weapon of choice, but he has stolen multiple mili weapons and even has a magical nuke of choice

- His glasses express his emotion, or just say what he's thinking/saying

- Gets in others personal space but refuses others to do the same for him. Rarely does he actually worry though, since no one wants him super close to them

- Loves to wreck havoc and does not have any attachments to others as a result

- Annoys Error for funsies, along with Red or others that

- AuDHD

- Magic smells and tastes of taffy/fruity candy

- No one can determine what he does or expect a planned attack, his erratic behavior is worse than any other AU

- Has the ability to warp his surroundings in an odd manner. Not quite a glitch but more of a colorful, chaotic way of altering his surroundings. He doesn't do it intentionally, but doesn't mind. For example, things seem to pop with intense color, things that are depressing altering to something else. Cigarettes = Suckers, Alcohol = Soda, etc

- Loves candy and has a sweet tooth, he rarely doesn't have candy in his mouth

- Travels into other AU's, but people are weirded out by him when he appears. He loves to confuse others

- Often seen as annoying, he has a tendency to not care

- He hardly ever is anything but happy, and even then he is never seen not smiling. There would have to be something wRønG to have him frowning

- Has multiple pins and jewelry, he will give you a gift he has if he likes you. It helps him identify you when he decides to travel and needs to remember what timeline of a character knows him

- Will gift people odd things, once he gave someone a Lego pack while another person was gifted a keychain

- Loves furbies to a concerning extent. He somehow got ahold of one that's conscious and carries it around with him. It's the only thing he's truly attached to

- Even if he doesn't have a lot of compassion, empathy, or sympathy, he won't involve others in his drama for the sake of "them not being able to handle his fun nature" (he actually does care for them, and just refuses to acknowledge it)

- Won't go out of his way to keep others safe often, but on occasion he has saved someone. No one can identify what the reason happens to be

- People tend to say "oh no, not him," when he appears

- He canonically can censor other people with their curse words, and in fact it's impossible to curse when he's around

- April 20th is his official bday (420 joke) but because Fresh doesn't like drugs he lies by telling others his birthday is April 1st

- Apparently has amazing Defense to the point that it's nearly impossible to kill him. Only the husk can die, since nothing can out speed the parasite. The only entity it's ever avoided is Reaper, as Reaper happens to be the only one to actually scare the parasite

- Has explosive furbies. He can activate them as if they were a detonator when thrown. When it lands on any intentional or unintentional target, it will explode into a great explosion of "murderous colors"

- Is horribly blunt, he'll say whatever is on his mind without concern. In fact, it can be absolutely the worst insult you've ever had

- He's quite affectionate. He'll hold people's hands, hug them, press foreheads, and even do a kiss now and again

- Has a lot of 80's and 90's fashion, but he just wears whatever makes him happy at the moment

- He doesn't classify himself as good or bad, as he only worries for himself. (....unless?)

- Usually watches other AU's when they're fighting, sometimes he'll fuck shit up as a result too even if it's someone he was on good terms with

- It rarely happens, but if he's angry enough his parasite will crawl out of his eye socket to wrap its tentacles around his glasses. The parasite often moves around the body, which would be around the ribs or the skull

- If he takes off his hat, usually something is underneath like a rubber duck or even a smaller hat

- Acts like he's friends with everyone, even if they absolutely disagree since he just wants a good time

- Taller than other Sanses usually so he looms over them or uses it to his advantage

- Loves to float around, either in air or in water (don't ask)

- His glasses stay on his head at all times. Always, as it's a "stamp" of his character

- Loves french fries and ketchup, though he doesn't need food often

- Usually likes 80's and 90's music but will listen to any for fun

- Adores seeing kids and spending time with them when it happens. He loves to get them to laugh, to play around

- Tom Cardy and Weird Al is his favorite artists

- Roller skates around and often customizes them

- He is one out of two individuals who knows that Ink is soulless

- Gender does not affect him, but he likes masc and gender neutral pronouns the most

- He is very in control of his emotions, he has never lost control of them. HOWEVER, there is a slim chance that if he ever fell in love or loved someone platonically, he would think that he was dying or that he was sick with something

- He's on the aroace spectrum, and there are no reports of him ever experiencing love or sexual attraction. There is a slim chance of love actually forming, romantic at least, but don't expect it to be anytime soon

- He doesn't care what people think, he would love to wear a dress or a skirt with a cute cardigan. Androgynous or masc outfits are what he likes, but he's not against wearing fem clothes

- Can he get drunk? Well, yes, but what gets him drunk isn't alcohol. He has a high metabolism, and it would have to be a specifically made magical beverage to get him wasted. In fact, alcohol, drugs, and smoking are things he avoids. He once snorted a whole ass pack of fun dip and pixie sticks. He didn't do it anymore after the incident.

Closing Notes: I won't really think about what he's like in a romantic relationship since I personally don't see it happening. If it was ever requested, I might consider it someday. I just think he'd form platonic relationships if anything. Thank you for reading :-))

Dust "Serrif"

Shhhh shhh shh, it's all just a bad dream. It's just a bad d r e a m... But when you wake, remember that it is all your fault.

*Dust Sans cannot escape his fate

To Note: I keep the Bad Sanses and the Roommate Universes separate. So if I mention Killer, for example, it is in the Bad Sanses universe. Mostly, both versions are quite similar to one another, but the interactions he has with others influences slight changes of how he grows. If you have further questions, don't be afraid to ask! (I'll go crazy/pos)

- Official height is 5'5

- He/Him

- Nihilist

- Drinks Ketchup, but rarely nowadays

- Intuitive, pessimistic, cynical, overthinker, observant, responsible, sarcastic, serious, assertive, quiet, dedicated, untrusting, overprotective, secretly jealous, cunning, ruthless, manipulative, reserved, blunt, and bitter

- His brother's dust fused with his soul when he killed him, and that is why he can see his dead brother and talk to him, so he can see him almost constantly

- Almost always the only one who sees his brother. Very rarely, however, if the magic is strong enough, a faint and hazy outline of Pap can be seen

- He reads as a hobby, usually involving old literature. When everyone was dusted, the Library was somewhere he frequented out of boredom

- He would have horrible dissociative issues, zoning out worse than most even without provocation. He struggles identifying what is real, where he is, who he's around, and what place he's at. He can be catatonic

- He cares for every papyrus he comes across, and he ends up the most gentle to them and the most patient. After all, even if he killed his brother, that doesn't mean he wants to kill others. When he's disassociated, however, he can sometimes be a danger to Cyperus and often tries to stay away from him as a result since he can forget that he's not his Papyrus

- Good friends with Powder and Saint

- He used to resent Vanilla specifically, as he envies him in so many ways

- strangely, he is friends with Red, and while the dynamic is similar to Vanilla and Red, the dynamic is tilted and often enough Red can be a little off put by him

- He can be outright nasty to others, apathetic to them, but as time goes on he's just exhausted and reserved

- He is willing to let things happen without involving himself, unless he deems it necessary to do so

- He's picky with those he's friends with, he doesn't get close to other Sanses easily and in fact tries to actively avoid making close friendships

- He won't admit it, but he sometimes argues with his brother and he looks crazy. He could be muttering at the wall and next thing you see his him strangling the air while angrily muttering

- The most hateful to Frisk, he refuses to be around any au of Frisk or Chara. Even if he got the help he needed, it just isn't possible for him to forgive them

- (This would be if we go by the Bad Guy Sanses rather than the Skeletons in one universe/house) He would despise Killer Sans specifically in the beginning of their work relationship, but as time went on they became close friends

- He wears a hood and hat since he does not want other people to see his face. It wasn't just to keep his identity stifled, he just also doesn't like to see his own face and associate it with himself. Mostly shrouded in shadow except for his eyelight or teeth sparingly, I like to think that once he starts to heal you can see more and more of his face as he starts to either forgive himself or at least can associate his face with who he is

- He can mimic Vanilla practically in every way, but he only does this to hide his identity in public or if someone confuses the two somehow. The only issue is that something just seems...off when this happens

- An erratic and violent fighting style, he's unpredictable and doesn't follow a pattern like Vanilla does

- He's jittery and when stressed he is more snappish and anxious as a result, constantly paranoid and on high alert

- He struggles with fight or flight responses when confronted or even in situations that don't require a large response. however, this usually ends with fights

- He enjoys cooking from anybody, complimenting them and eating all of it. He doesn't waste food, and he is always appreciative of someone making something. He especially loves it from the Papyri

- Talks to himself sometimes (it's actually Papyrus)

- An angry crier, but he becomes unresponsive or too frustrated to calm down easily when he's really distressed

- He picked up smoking when in the Junkyard area, finding a hat there and a mostly empty pack of cigarettes. He finally lights one when he just finishes dusting Papyrus

- Because the food supply at some point dropped, Dust ended up crossing Grillby's side of the counter and found hidden stashes of alcohol. He ends up drinking and often pretending that everyone in the bar is present when shit faced, but it ends up with him usually breaking down

- There are little times Papyrus is not with Dust since they share a soul in some ways, but it's possible

- He would call his lover Angel

- His brother had always nagged him to wear glasses, but he was always too lazy to do it. Nowadays, he can be seen wearing them when reading

- He finds comfort in forests when above ground, as it helps him clear his thoughts. Rarely though, he can't stand being around them when he starts to hallucinate the voices of those he once loved in the absence of Papyrus. If he's in the forest, he tries to at least have someone to talk to, even if it's just Pap. He hates silence.

- He's extremely patient, almost to a concerning extent. He is willing to play the long game, and so a hobby he interestingly tuned in on is chess

- He is one of the best Sanses when it comes to playing poker, you would have to be careful when making bet with him

- Is a fantastic liar when he chooses to, something about his voice is....trustworthy. If you have wonderful intuition, however, you can just pick up that odd tone he has

- No one is allowed to wake him up early, he stays up late as it is and ends up sleeping the most out of all the Sanses as a result. He is extremely grumpy otherwise. Of course, this would be if he trusts those around him. He actually ends up avoiding sleep and doesn't trust others enough when he first interacts with them. Powder or Red will fight others on waking him up once they pick up this fact

- Does crosswords when possible. He loves to do Junior Jumble because Pap used to love them. He can be seen muttering to himself and even...at ease, when he does them.

- Loves thunderstorms, he's reminded of when Pap used to need comfort as a babybones. He often can be seen watching outside a window or even standing in the rain to get those memories to be fresher in his mind

- Extremely touch starved, but often feels that he doesn't deserve to ask for it. In fact, if he really trusts someone, he leans into them if they initiate touch. If he doesn't like someone however, he'll forcefully remove them. The presence of those he cares about is enough most of the time though. Rarely, he actually will initiate touch. This is reserved for those he's extremely close with though

- Frequently has night terrors, Saint has them too and sometimes they need each other since only both can calm the other. In truth, it was something both ended up being useful for, and it was one of the things that really strengthened their bond. If we talk about the Bad Sanses, he actually was surprised to find Killer sitting beside him and even stroking his skull when he's freaking out one night. Killer knows what it feels like, and even if he knows that Dust was going to be mad, Saint wasn't present and he oddly felt that he had to take initiative. Dust ended up not complaining and actually laid his skull against Killers lap that night

- He can't sleep without hugging something. Pillow, blanket, stuffie, person? Doesn't matter, he has to have something at any point. Even if he ends up sleeping in a laundry basket, he can be seen cuddling something such as a scarf or shirt

- He buries his face in his brother's scarf when cold, or when he wants to breathe in his scent as a soothing and comforting coping mechanism

- Doesn't trust anyone with Pap's scarf, and only washes it sparingly or if he allows it since he wants to remember the scent of his brother. He uses the same soap that Papyrus used

- Will let any Papyrus clean his room, but no one else, not even Powder

- He likes photography, he ended up being closer to Stretch when he was gifted a camera from him

- He doesn't care too much for his health mentally or physically, but works on himself overtime if he's in a safe environment

- Usually doesn't speak unless someone else prompts him to, but he'll sometimes do it unprompted on rare occasion

- Magic smells of leather and slight tobacco, magic tastes of vanilla

- Due to starving underground after the genocide, he now has ash tinted bone and is in fact quite scrawny. Similar to Saint, he has chipped bone and sometimes dust can be seen flaking off. His situation was different though, so he didn't physically change too much like Saint did

- He doesn't seem like it, but he actually enjoys certain puns even after everything. He's a hard skeleton to crack, but with the right joke he can ease up around someone almost as in approval. Depending on who he's connecting with, the joke can be a lame pun, or seeing someone make a fool of themselves

- He is not prone to listen a lot of the time, more spiteful and petty. Like Vanilla, he won't do something well or at all if he doesn't like someone, but he's less subtle about it than him. He won't enjoy scoldings either, since he's used to being scolded a lot more anyways from Pap

- He likes to provoke people at times, and can even actively be passive aggressive or nasty to them as a result. He won't apologize either, and only will apologize if he really deems that person worthy of it

- He's really secretive, and in fact if he's in the roommate timeline it would take awhile for others to REALLY know what happened. Even then he doesn't like talking about it

- His clothes are covered in dust, so that's what he often smells like if he's not using magic. It faintly can remind someone of a dusty attic or library, but for a monster it's very unpleasant and disorienting

- He will threaten someone in a rather calm manner, not bothering to raise his voice. He detaches himself, and if he's really angry he can become what he was like with Frisk: manic and unhinged

- He has a high pain tolerance, so he can have someone smash his face with an object and he'll stumble sure, but he won't react to it much

Closing Notes: oh my STARS bro he's one of my favorites to work with, I actually have a lot of fun when talking about him and exploring his character. I didn't care much for him when I was younger, but that's because I was crazy or something🤭

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed reading! I feel weird when people interact but I appreciate when you guys do. Thank you for reading🫶🫶

Razz Serrif

You absolute MANIC fool! You've ruined just about EVERYTHING!!

*SF!Purple Sans seems irritated, but let's check these headcanons instead

- Official height is 5'6 because of his boots

- He/Him

- Likes to drink coffee, the bitterness is great

- Makes Burritos

- A dog person

- Older brother of Cash Serrif

- Lieutenant of the Royal Guard

- He is very touch oriented, hands on approach

- Desperate to prove himself through fighting. Won't hesitate to fight

- Prone to jealousy and is competitive about a lot of things

- He likes being active

- He likes being in control for a lot of things, but he struggles losing it

- Good at saving money, he in fact taught Cash

- Originally competitive with Carmine and Powder, but eventually formed friendships with them

- He did not have a good relationship with Gaster. He was too clingy and would be too forceful in wanting full dedication from Razz. He wanted Gaster's approval but it resulted in high expectations of himself as he was taught that he had to be independent and powerful

- Brave, independent, proud, intuitive, stubborn, blunt, optimistic, sassy, smug, erratic, unfiltered, responsible, secretive, aggressive, nosy, and bossy

- He hardly curses, especially not in front of authroity

- He acts like a tyrant sometimes, though it's due to insecurity

- Like Carmine, he will berate you but in a more scolding way after you become close with him

- He will falter with genuine communication or compliments, since he's not used to receiving validation or someone actually being honest/sincere

- He would call his lover precious, such as "my precious Y/N" or "could you come here, precious?"

- He can make some of the worst apologies, unless to authority or people he is super close with. He decently tries enough though, usually doing small acts of service instead of actually apologizing properly

- He loves PDA since he gets to show who he's close with and in the same sense makes sure no one messes with you as a result. It's basically a way of him saying "they're with me, fuck off"

- At first hated Carmine and Powder, but when he fought Powder and got his ass beat he was filled with shame. At first called Powder a soft, annoying version of him who was too humble in his opinion. he poked fun at Stretch for his shyness and then got his ass beat by Powder. He eventually was extended kindness after this and grew to respect Powder, though

- Hated Carmine for being similar to him but not pushing himself to be his "strongest." Yet grew to be more petty over the years. Developed a respect for him and now they're friends who actively are tyrants when it's cleaning day

- His magic smells of sugar, his magic tastes like blackberries

- Hides his face and sniffles a lot when crying, he doesn't like to cry. He hardly does and he has to be pushed to get to that point

- In the underground he was close with Cash at one point. but overtime he slowly resented Cash's habits and behavior. This caused him to be more controlling and frustrated

- He would keep an eye on Cash when he came home high or drunk so that he wouldn't dust, but he never told him since Cash complained about being babied sometimes

- His relationship with the Queen is the same as Gaster's. He's extremely dedicated to her, and people often rumor the Queen's strange interest in him. She uses him for emotional support and has a strange codependency on him despite the power dynamic. He hates it, but tries to sympathize. This keeps his brother out of trouble often, though he doesn't tell him. The Queen makes him value power and has twisted what he should be like, since she was the one to scar him. She makes sure he doesn't disobey

- He tries to let Cash have freedom, and tends to him a lot once they move in with the other skeletons. It'll take awhile, but he will learn how to balance care and controlling habits

- Didn't realize that Cash fell into his habits due to him being in the Royal Guard. He didn't realize that Cash simply wanted his brothers attention and was coping with it

- He tends to express his masked personality over his real one better than anyone else. He in truth feels deeply, cares about many things, and hates that he can't connect with people like he wants to

- He's more lonely than he lets on

- He tends to be desperate for approval, doing a lot to get it even if he acts like he doesn't need it

- Even if he struggles, he can show his care and sincerity in different ways

- He's sacrificed a lot to get where he is now, and he regrets that his brother was part of that crossfire

- He often gets extremely emotional over a lot of things, but he's formed that to be aggression since he's part of the royal guard in an underground that festers in violence. It was a painful necessity for him to change

- He thinks it's selfish of him to care for others

- He grew up with the mentality that power means everything, so when there's no use for it anymore he doesn't know what to do with himself

- He'd rather gouge his own eye out than admit his desire for real, intimate, connections

- He doesn't understand why he can't adapt to the other AU's like the others so easily, but a part of him knows that he's the problem

- He hates that his impulsive decision to anything is demeaning others or getting aggressive

- Ashamed of his scars, unlike Carmine

- He finds his jealousy to be childish, and just like Carmine he'll avoid talking about it until confronted

- He's more tactful and intelligent than he lets on, using certain behaviors as a way to avert drama towards his brother or loved ones by making a scene

- Despite his lack of showing too much kindness, he deeply cares about those he loves and wants to do right by them. So, if he really sees that someone is hurt from his actions, he is not stupid enough to widen that wound and instead tries to find ways to make it up to someone

-He hates the Queen, hates Gaster(who is no longer present), he hates everything. He hates- he hates who he is. Why does he mess everything up?

Closing Notes: I see that Carmine and him are reflections of each other who grew up slightly differently and coped differently as a result. They're more alike than the other realizes, and yet both are on a scale in how they handle shit. The two are SWAP fells though, so they have a sort of twisted way of dealing with things when compared to Powder if he was put in their situations. Sadly, Razz just is too stuck in his ways to change anytime soon. But maybe he just needs...mercy?

Carmine Serrif

How does it feel to serve under the Queen? To lie, to kill, to O B E Y? SF!Red Sans will not answer, and instead chooses silence.

- Official height is 5'7 because he wears heels

- He/Him

- He is competitive in a passive way

- Likes to drink Tea since he would enjoy a cup with the Queen often

- He is picky about touch, and actively avoids giving it. He's slightly uncomfortable if someone initiates it, and depending on who it is, he'll go out of his way to make sure they don't touch him

- He was competitive with Razz before, and even found him to be annoying before they became friends

- He's close friends with Powder

- He had a horrible relationship with Gaster, and can only dream of him where he can recall good memories before it turns into something....bad

- He was super distant from Rus and yet overprotective in the underground. He didn't want others to truly see how much he cared in fear of others using it against him and his brother

- Won't admit it, but he wants praise and validation

- Will try to be rational before using violence, but will proceed to not hesitate if his opponent pushes him enough

- He feels the need to constantly be independent and he doesn't trust himself or others enough

- Intelligent, cynical, confident, intuitive, well spoken, loyal, clever, dedicated, perfectionist, reserved, serious, over-thinker, stubborn, blunt, and a workaholic

- Does not curse often, but he will when he deems it appropriate

- He is much slower to trust others, even if he secretly craves companionship

- Considers himself selfish while close with others, but he is only softer and more patient with loved ones

- Despite his big talk, it takes awhile for him to actually strike someone physically, since he prefers to de-escalate the situation or use intimidation tactics

- Despite the strange nickname Mutt for his brother, he does not actually mean it in a demeaning manner and only uses it sparingly

- A wonderful strategist, he's wonderful at collecting data on others and he uses this to his advantage. He is not below blackmailing someone

- He is heavily scarred but he is not ashamed of it

- A gentleman, he would never go beyond your comfort level as long as you respect his

- He is adamant with giving advice, but he gives space for you to decide. However, he doesn't listen to his own advice and doesn't know how to help someone with their relationships

- He will berate you, but not to demean you or cause you shame. He does it from a place of care

- He is a smooth talker, so he's great at flustering or disarming others if he needs to. However, despite his constant appearance of seeming to be put together, he's constantly tense and anxious

- Emotions are not his forte, so jealousy is something he deals with. He stews in it until confronted, and even then he struggles to face it

- When he apologizes, it is extremely sincere unless he is faced among other higher ups. He rarely will apologize, and only will do it if he deems someone worthy of it. Otherwise, he can suck up his emotions in the face of authority and pretend to actually apologize

- He appears ruthless to his guardsman, the lieutenant of the Royal Guard

- He hates beating around the bush, he's direct and can appear very blunt

- He does not care for PDA in any sense, since that puts him and his partner in a vulnerable position while somewhere dangerous

- Magic smells of frost and mint, his magic tastes like red raspberries

- Doesn't do it often, but he will cook his brothers favorite meals out of feeling bad or when he sees his brother isn't doing well

- Gets really frustrated if he cries, and is quite loud while trying to hide it

- He hates his dynamic with the Queen. He is loyal to no one but her Queen, and fights for her. He knows she has an interest in him, but in truth he does not care and is only acting. He only cares for his brother, and knows she will excuse his brothers actions as long as he works for her

- He makes chalupas and is a wonderful cook, but he doesn't do it often after being placed with the other skeletons

- Goes clothes shopping with Wine, they're quite close because of this

- He has yellowed bone and red magic due to his LV, stress levels, etc

- A romantic

- He gives handshakes or of formality, but otherwise he won't touch someone else

- He would call his lover love or his lovely

- He's tactful about his decisions, avoiding getting attention at all points because he feels that a lack of attention is safer

- Despite acting like he doesn't care, he actually deeply feels awful that he cannot show his love for those he cares about

- He would rather tear his tongue out than admit that he actually craves companionship

- He sacrificed a lot to get into the Royal Guard in order to keep him and Rus safe, he doesn't realize how badly Rus got affected though with his role in the Royal Guard since he doesn't see him as much as he wants to

- He got his scar over his eye from the Queen, but he pretends to not despise her for it even if he dislikes her

- He confuses acts of service as a way of earning love from someone, and in turn he gets confused when earning gifts. He doesn't ever understand when someone does something for him, let alone gifts. So, if someone shows their love to him, he is left to wonder if they want something in return. Only later on does it become a healthy habit for him to see affection for what it actually is

- He doesn't like to think about what would ever happen if his brother actually hates him, since that's quite literally his only family and the only person he'd kill or die for

- The amount of dust on his hands is hard to count, he doesn't like talking about it though

Closing Notes: He's a character I definitely have rewritten a lot since his origins are written by a proshipper, and that influences stuff a lot. I honestly have fun writing him though, especially with his dynamics with the other Sanses and his brother. Rus is next, so eat up🫡

Killer "Serrif"

Is he really a Sans? Does it matter? Killer doesn't think so, and it doesn't matter to him. After all, he's alone. Alone, Alone, Alone, Alone, Alone,

A L O N E....

- Official Height: 5'4

- He/Him

- Nihilist

- Perceptive, clever, confident, assertive, stubborn, cynical, blunt, optimistic, teasing, untrusting, deceitful, sarcastic, persuasive, erratic, social, cocky, dependant, careless

- Has a liking for the color green and red

- Can have a quick temper

- Named Killer because the nickname he had given Chara turned into an actual name for himself

- Curses often and his favorite word is shit

- Specially skilled with knives

- A little fucking shit

- Forgets things often, leaving him to knock on his skull when trying to remember something

- Talks to himself a lot, a habit he picked up

- Tries to "befriend" everyone

- Surprisingly quite patient when he chooses to be

- Constantly wipes away the ooze pouring from his eyes when it drips

- Black ooze spills from his eyes when crying, so he always has tissues in his inbox

- Laughs during inappropriate times

- He catches himself envying others sometimes, so he gets quieter when this happens

- Both internal sides of his soul argue about their opinions on things, so he usually has neutral opinions on things, leaving him indecisive on simple items

- He doesn't drink ketchup anymore

- Is quite lonely, especially after things went quiet for awhile

- Makes rude comments like the way a child is brutally honest

- He chugs energy drinks a lot to keep awake, he doesn't like sleep since he often has bad dreams

- Loves to mess around with instruments

- He's very touch oriented so he can't stand staying still. He tends to also get in people's space as a result

- Magic smells of iron, magic tastes of cranberries

- He would call his lover Doll

- He adores cats but does not own one of his own since he doesn't want them to get hurt

- When away from the underground he grows to have more fashion sense

- Drinks alcohol frequently, since he was left alone with it in the underground and grew thirsty

- Avoids getting emotionally invested in others

- Fucking eats chocolate UP

- He avoids yellow flowers like buttercups, but he likes roses and overall more red flowers. Yellow ones remind him of days long past

- Hates having anything to do with fate, so he often will get irritated if someone starts rambling about "fate". To him, it's all about chance and choice

- His soul turns back to a heart when he's feeling, and which then involves a lot of crying while one eyelight glows a white

- picks things from out of his teeth with his pinky, since he doesn't carry toothpicks

- Bro has a crusty dusty jacket, he needs a bath💀

- Can never get along with other AU's except very very very rarely

- I think he would listen to ICP

- Avoids hurting animals at all costs, despite his nature

- Would be a horrible babysitter for anything. Give him a baby? He lost it. Keep your keys in his pocket? He lost it. Your faith in him? He lost that pretty quickly

- His gaster blasters are fuzzy and slightly glitchy, not quite present. It is a last resort when he's out of knives since he uses a lot of magic already. His soul can visibly spike and he ends up feeling completely drained to the point it hurts using his magic

- Is able to detect FEAR when staring into another's soul, in which he'll mock them

- Hates being belittled or compared to others

- His magic bones are jagged and red tinted

- Hates seeing himself in reflections, so he avoids mirrors by cloaking them or shattering them

- He dreams of Papyrus and it feeds into his guilt. He gets shaken up by it every time

- A small white eyelight will show itself if he's either his 'normal' self or if he's super comfortable with someone

- He doesn't care for puns anymore, often teasing others or using dark humor instead

- Tends to play with victims during his sprees, as he enjoys teasing them and loves the chase

- He rarely feels remorse for hurting others, but it's possible

- It's not recommended to challenge him, as he feels that he has to win at all costs and tends to be quite tricky as a result through loopholes. He doesn't quite "cheat"

- Rarely does he lose or allow himself to admit defeat. Sometimes he'll even discard the challenge and deal unless they're stronger or best him in a way he finds acceptable

- He is a light sleeper due to paranoia, often waking up with a slightly jittery or skittish response

- Even if he has left others behind to chase a target, it's mainly because he's a chaser. His speed, dexterity, and stamina are his best qualities. He can outrun any other Sans, but he always makes sure to let them have some "leniency"

- Rarely does he quit chasing someone, not unless told not to (depending on different interpretations where he works for Nightmare) or if he's grown to become utterly devoted to those he's close with and decides to help them

- Rarely can be actually create emotional bonds with others, often having "partnerships" or "deals" instead

- Can only keep track of two things: his target of interest (monster, human, item, animal. For hunting or otherwise) and his knives

- Has fun executing those that he deems against his fucked up moral code. If he deems them horrible, then they must be. It's his preferred execution, and so he tends to actually avoid killing those that are aligned as neutral or good. He isn't against hurting them though, and only kills them if necessary

- He doesn't care for humans and seems to actually prefer attacking them instead, since they're not made of just magic. They bleed and can take more hits

-He is partially unable to feel pain, so even if his skull is cracked or if his bones are broken, he just laughs about it and even snaps things back in place

-He usually smiles, but there are times where he's absolutely pissed and is unable to force it. It's his default appearance, sometimes leaving him sore

- This based off my own little twist of the AT, and so this can be entirely ignored. I feel that there is more to his dynamic with Chara because I personally don't think that Chara is evil. In fact, I think that both were forced by the Player, thus bonding as they broke their coding in order to not only feel something, but to also make it nearly impossible for the Player to "win." In this version, I feel that Chara was just morphed into something else due to Hate and Spite. In the end, I feel that after Killer destroyed Chara's soul, a part of it consumed and molded within him, this leaving him and Chara to sort of share a soul

Closing Notes: I have a lot of fun working with him, even when I found him sort of boring when I was younger. Some of my own little twists on what my personal hc's do influence my perception of him. I hope you guys enjoy this and aren't disappointed, don't be afraid to ask questions or throw in your own hc's for him! Thank you for reading =)

Stretch Serrif

Oh my god I've had to sit down and stare at how he was characterized in 2016-2018 and I swear I actually wanted to just grab him and shake him because all there was to him was "omg I'm so hot" and "actually I'm a horrible person teehee" Swap Papyrus, you deserved better

Hirough

(headcanons below)

- Official height 6'3

- He/Him

- Terrible smoker, he would sneak them

- Drinks Honey

- Younger brother of Powder Serrif

- Does not remember Gaster except for in his dreams and faint recollections of his existence

- Loves engineering, since he loves to tinker with things. Kinda a collaboration of what the OG UT brothers hav

- Has an outrageous sweet tooth

- Loves video games, especially ones that he can play with others

- Highly perceptive, but he'll play it off and act like he doesn't know what you're up to until you slip up

- Likes to write fantasy sometimes, small hobby

- Sells corn dogs instead of hot dogs

- Draws as his #1 hobby

- Very handy, loves to tinker with machinery

- Comfortable with touch but can grow very bashful

- Suffers with insomnia

- Impatient at times, impulsive, smooth talker, imaginative, charming, charismatic, lazy, nerdy, intuitive, over-thinker, perceptive, shy, playful, considerate, kind, and unassertive

- Sceptical of humans, but willing to trust them if they show effort to be peaceful

- More of a prankster and loves jokes over puns, but enjoys a good pun because of his older brother. He will lose it if Powder keeps going though

- Protective of his brother, but worries about him. He sees how much his brother has on his shoulders, but he feels like he can't talk to him about not only the resets but also other things because he doesn't want to burden his brother. No one can talk shit about his brother though

- Good friends with Cash, Rus, and Coffee

- Avoids fighting almost at all costs, doesn't like violence unless necessary

- Dog person, but he hates that random dog that terrorizes him from time to time. How can Powder like that thing?

- Prefers edibles over other forms of cannabis, eats it with Cash and Rus

- Hardly curses because his brother would scold him for it, however Powder lets him from time to time. "Oh sugar honey iced tea!" Dork

- Did not get along with the SF!Purple brothers at first, but eventually was able to

- Magic smells of honey and magic tastes of butterscotch

- Best friends with Cash, who helps his confidence. He helps ground Cash

- uses BIC lighter to smoke

- Enjoys fantasy stories

- loves high fives, fist bumps, and hand shakes

- Calls Chara "Goofball"

- Owns a Bumblebee Keychain and phone charm

- Hyperventilates when crying, not too loud, a lot of strained hiccupped breathing

- Would call his lover Honey/Honeybee

- Has beef with Napstaton but mainly because his "smug aura" mocks him

- wore one of those Groucho Marx glasses when meeting Chara instead of a whoopie cushion

- He's good friends with Undyne, both can bond over memes and existential anxiety together

- Asgore's friend behind the Ruins, but he never knew till later on

- Keeps his knowledge of the Resets away from everyone, even when he tried to tell them about it when it first was happening

- He doodles on paper, desks, his shorts or pants, etc, when bored

- Has a lot of visible anxiety, but he tries to keep the facade of being relaxed constantly in front of others

- Loves sweets from Muffet's, he loves going there to get some good food

- He loves eating suckers, especially ones that remind him of bees or citrus

- Wonderful at making people relax despite his own anxiety, he learned from Powder

- Likes to help people, he wants to bring others joy

- His gaster blasters act like dogs, but rather goofy ones

- He doesn't have the most amazing control of his magic, especially compared to Powder

- Likes bragging about Powder to other people

- Drives a little tikes car

- Plays the xylophone because he can make puns about it

- Chaotic neutral to chaotic good

- slouches for Powder because he likes to remember when Powder was taller than him

- He loves to hear praise and he'll get all giddy when he gets it

- He feels unworthy in the face of those that do better than him or have "more trauma" than him. He bottles up a lot of his stress

- He tends to be lighthearted and goofy with his friends

- He's not used to people being sincere about their compliments to him despite being popular Underground. Small White lies to make him feel better

- When someone actually cares about what he likes, he's unsure of himself but he actually would love to ramble if he is given the chance

Closing Notes: He's a silly goofy dork y'all not some hot sexy smoker who's actually just a terrible person. I will die on this hill because what am I to do if I just live a life of mountains and choose to do nothing with it?

Powder Serrif

He's not mentally ill! He's just silly!

Headcanons time baby!!! I'd love to hear your guy's thoughts or even headcanons of your own about Swap Sans!!

- He/Him

- Official height is 5'6 because of his boots

- He deals with constantly trying to be positive, optimistic, and cheering others up. He has to make sure his brother doesn't lose HOPE, that others underground don't lose HOPE

- Imposter syndrome is this man's bestie, he always pushes himself so hard because he feels like he hasn't earned it

- Instead of pasta, he makes tacos since he can't figure out how to quite get it right. Otherwise, he's a good cook and often makes things for his brother

- The older brother, he is in the Royal Guard in this AU because he had to in order to keep him and his brother aloft, to provide safety and a home

- Highly perceptive, yet subtle, he picks up body language quicker than others and uses this to his advantage

- He's protective of his brother, because he worries about him. He doesn't know why his brother has started losing HOPE, and Stretch won't talk to him about it

- He does not have good communication with his brother, even if he tries to get his brother to talk to him about what's wrong

- Lieutenant of the Royal Guard, he works under Alphys and usually stands by her side. When she has her duties, she often brings Powder along because he's pretty good with people a little bit better than her

- Extremely patient, brave, idealistic, optimistic, energetic, confident, persistent, charismatic, open minded, empathetic, assertive, trustworthy, and kind

- Terrifying when angry, it's hard to actually get on his nerves. His brother has rarely ever seen him angry, and it's only been during combat

- Likes puns, and sometimes can be worse than Stretch

- He does not have a good relationship with Gaster, but he did at one point when he was younger. But he left, and Powder never knew why. All he knew is that his baby brother and him were now alone, and he could only remember so little of Gaster. He's hurt, and only can remember him when he dreams. If he ever met him he'd be more hostile, since he feels like his father is pushy and going too fast when he reunites with him

- Does not like fighting an opponent who's actually looking to kill, but will fight for his brother and loved ones. He won't jump into fighting, and often can resolve things peacefully

- A dog person, he actually is rather fond of the dog that appears randomly. Though, his brother would disagree

- Does not curse often but will, since he prefers not ro

- Has enhanced stamina and speed, with high metabolism. However as a drawback, he can very rarely get drunk. He out drinks everyone almost except Wine, Razz, and Carmine. They all are evened out

- He often got overlooked when in the same room as Stretch underground. He keeps this insecurity to himself since he doesn't want Stretch to worry and he doesn't fault him

- Had an insane tiff with Razz, who he fought within a first encounter. The two hated each other and if they didn't fight they'd go into screaming matches. He finds Razz as an obnoxious, overbearing jerk who he can't tolerate. However, the two actually later on became close

- He is distant but slightly overprotective of Stretch

- He loves blueberries/blueberry sweets

- A role model for Cash, Coffee, and Rus

- His magic smells of spearmint and his magic tastes like blueberry

- likes handshakes, fist bumps, and high fives

- wouldn't hesitate to drop everything for his friends, they're deeply important to him

- He loves bear hugs all the way

- Can listen to the most deviously sexual songs and not even flinch

- He cries by blubbering and hates to cry in front of others

- Would call his lover Beloved

- Owns a slick, blue motorcycle

- Stretch used to try and read him bedtime stories and he encouraged it while he was growing up. When he finds it again way later, he would ask Stretch to read it to him for old times sake, even if Stretch was slightly embarrassed

- He believes in Astronauts

- He collects sci-fi figurines, spaceships, etc

- he owns a spaceship bed

- he has a box of astronauts food

- has space themed shirts and even used them to adapt a better style above ground

- He owns a telescope and he is the one to prank you in waterfall

- His laugh is Mweh-heh-heh

- instead of liking dino oatmeal I like to think that he likes astronaut cereal

- Gets up stupid early and trains very well, he's great at combat

- Great at fast thinking and uses strategy to win battles when his opponent is too emotionally reactive. He becomes less emotionally attached during battles

- Extremely touch oriented, he can't stand just sitting down to do nothing

- A workaholic, he was always active underground. Now, when he reaches above the surface, he can't stop himself from trying to handle a lot.

- Don't even think about belittling yourself in front of him, he'll praise you and instantly make you listen by taking initiative

- He dislikes being useless

- Knows sign language pretty well, he taught Stretch

- There's a reason no one catches him sleeping, he's always on his guard around others

- Takes on a more "motherly" role when the other Sanses are around, and that includes scaring them away when it's time for him to clean around the house

- He can control his magic wonderfully, he is just like Cyperus in that department

- He doesn't believe that someone is truly evil, but that doesn't mean that there are people that he'd pummel

- Self reflective, you rarely see him being this way unless you somehow catch him smoking. Good luck with that though

- He was quite lonely until he fell into UT'a world

- He can be brutally honest, to the point that you'll hear something you don't want to hear. However, he tries to avoid doing this

- Adores Napstablook as his celebrity crush

- Serves under Toriel, and the two have a rather peculiar dynamic. He's her friend, and he wishes that he could do more to show that she's not an awful Queen or mother

Closing Notes:

I need him I need him I need him I stg bro I could make him feel better I could be his wife his husband whatever he needs bro

Cyperus Serrif

It is only fair that I get to show off my headcanons for the skeleton that was my favorite character from the beginning. OG Papyrus

- Official height is 6'5

- He/Him

- Pansexual

- Has the most control of his magic and will adjust to match his opponent.

- An excellent cook for everything except pasta, it's why he's hyperfixating on getting it right

- Likes puns but thinks there has to be tact

- Hard worker, overachiever, kindhearted, empathetic, optimistic, cheerful, confident, sassy, impulsive, loud, stubborn, blunt, and charming

- Pacifist

- No pet preference, but has beef with the white dog that terrorizes him

- Does not curse often but will

- Magic smells like citrus, magic tastes like sugar cookie

- loves high fives

- Bear hugs all around

- Will remember everything someone tells him and uses it to his advantage

- Takes on emotional and physical burdens from others and gets burned out because of it. Wants to make everyone happy

- Takes care of himself physically, but struggles to do it emotionally. Hides it from others of course, but sometimes it's hard to hide from yourself

- Cries frequently if he's sentimental and not afraid to show it. Goodbyes, shows, etc. He only is practically silent if he's genuinely upset

- Would call his lover "Sunshine"

- Admires Vanilla and encourages Vanilla to rely on him

- He was the one to come up with the idea of using different names for everyone when the AU's clashed

- Unintentionally brutal when insulting someone, he also can make someone's jaw drop if he comments on something

- Hyperfixates on making good puzzles, it's a special interest of his

- The "Date" in Undertale was actually just him doing a playdate with Frisk. I think he would be good with kids, and he gets to get this little human to smile and befriend him and his brother. It would explain why he is so cartoonishly crazy about it, and why at the end he only wants to be friends

- He would call you all the time, face times, texts, all of it. He has so much to say and loves speaking, loves talking to you. You haven't grown tired of him? Well, because you haven't, he's secretly so happy to know that

- Admires Undyne and feels that he's not allowed in the royal guard due to something he's doing wrong

- Mettaton is his celebrity crush, but he'd never date him if they ever met. The "celebrity life is just not for him. His only true love is himself..."

- He is good artist who makes hero comics as a hobby, I think that because he has so many figurines he'd practice drawing since it's clear they're good poses and he's friends with Undyne. Clearly, comics and manga go with anime

- Cries in his closet when underground. In the game, he comments there are no skeletons in his closet, except him sometimes. I think this shows that it's a good place for him to cry without getting caught since it's a private spot

- Will make grand entrances often, including jumping through windows or throwing his hand out in a grand gesture before announcing himself

- Owns a red car, a sleek fancy one that he had to work to get a driver's license for. Otherwise, he would've crashed it

- Loves to try different styles above ground, since he didn't have many options Underground where most monsters don't even need clothes!

- Will carry Vanilla around and refuses to let anyone else do it because they "do it wrong."

- His favorite food is dinosaur oatmeal

- side eyes his friends, the others pets, even strangers, often. It's a silent judgment and he's super cartoonish or slick about it

- Doesn't remember Gaster except sometimes in his dreams

- He doesn't have anyone that outright dislikes him. for some they don't care for him, or even mock him, but no one dislikes him or even goes so far as to HATE him

- Is quite lonely, when the others arrived it was what he considers a gift

- Intimate, platonic relationships mean a lot to him

- He is in truth not as judgemental as he can come across, trying his hardest to be open minded about serious topics. Otherwise, expect him to call the old man at the grocery store and old prune for taking the last of the noodle brand he uses

- He doesn't believe that there is such a thing as "Evil" per say, or at least anyone being fully capable of being evil. It's one of the reasons he actually gets along with Flowey, who he doesn't know is also a kid and just naturally is able to be kind and patient enough for him

- He's self reflective, and a lot more intelligent than some people give him credit for. His theatrics do not deter him from being serious and deeply considerate when times matter

- He has never flattered someone out of manners, and so you can expect him to really mean it when he compliments you

- He has such control of his magic that he can bring you down to one HP, that's something that requires patience but he's capable of it

- He does gaming rarely, it's only something he does with family or if it's a puzzle game, opening his mind to fun things

- Rubic cubes are a thing of the past for him, he understands patterns and he can solve them way too quickly. Vanilla actually taught him when he was younger

- He acts more "motherly" when the other versions arrive, he has a desire to take care of others as a result

- He will gossip and even talk shit when it comes to shows, don't even get him started on it. The moment his TV show comes on, he's entirely wrapped up and invested. Just wait until reality TV gets discovered by him

- He's hard to anger, but frustration comes to him easily. He'll be frustrated at his failures, and he suppresses it until alone. Anger, however, isn't often a problem for him. You'd have to push him, and only then does he truly become something else. He doesn't like that version of himself though

- Very touch oriented and an active soul, he likes to work out and get up stupid early

- Sleep? HAH, not for this workaholic! There's so much to do!

- Wouldn't hesitate to be supportive of others, throwing out all the things you need with pom poms and everything

- Was it always this hard to get noticed by his brother? Sure, he's super supportive and present. But doesn't he see that his distance hurts? He actually is acutely aware of how much Vanilla hides himself away, and he wishes he got to be there for him the same way Vanilla is there for him

Closing Notes:

I actually thought that he was the best brother out of the two there are, I owned so much stuff such as a beanie, a hoodie, a poster, and all that jazz when I first got into Undertale. I sadly gave that stuff up after I just dealt with a very unhealthy friendship, since we bonded over it. Years later I got back into it though, and learned to appreciate Sanses all around. Papyrus will always be my #1 bbg though

Vanilla Serrif

Woah it's time baby. Ooo mama here we go, I gotta post my personal headcanons for Sans Undertale from the hit game Undertale by Toby Fox

Vanilla Serrif:

- Official height is 5'4

- He/Him

- Pansexual (more like PUNsexual)

- Nihilist

- Drinks Ketchup

- Diligent, empathetic, intuitive, pessimistic, patient, trustworthy, loyal, observant, cynical, charismatic, overthinker, reflective, reassuring, kind, and playful

- Loves horrible puns and pranks

- Hates making promises since he takes them seriously

- Had a good relationship with Gaster before he fell

- The only one to remember Gaster

- Sometimes has memories in the form of dreams

- Has a willing acceptance of things that happen, even if it's wack

- Will avoid fights. However, he will fight if necessary

- Prefers dogs over cats, but loves any animal

- Does not curse often, and usually prefers not to

- Magic smells of pine and frost, magic tastes like vanilla

- Likes handshakes and fist bumps

- Calls Frisk "Kid/Kiddo"

- Goes ragdoll if picked up

- He cries to himself very quietly, but he sniffles a lot and has a tendency to hide away as well

- Would call his lover "Starlight"

- Will be petty if told what to do by someone he dislikes, more than happy to do everything wrong

- Loved to mess with Undyne before she befriended Papyrus, but as time went along he didn't do it to out of actually trying to provoke her. Nowadays it's out of affection

- Loves to go to the bar to amuse everyone there, as he is rather popular Underground

- Does not blame Frisk for all that happened in the timelines, because he senses the presence of something else lingering

- Doesn't remember everything from the timelines but rather vague memories, sensations, and sometimes gets confused what's happening as a result

- Tends to zone out a lot, sometimes as if he's unsure of where he is

- The most chill in nature, it's actually near impossible to piss him off about things

- Does pranks to those he likes, it's a form of flattery and also in an attempt to make them laugh

- Finds really stupid shit funny, even if it's just a goose walking around with a silly hat

- Raised Cyperus when Gaster fell, it's why he is so supportive of him and is more than willing to do anything to make him happy

- Enjoys being in Waterfall the most, as it's a reclusive location that allows him to self reflect and get some "peace of mind" with the ambiance of the water

- He feels proud when Toriel pun battles with him, since he never had anyone Underground do it the same way she does. He was actually the one to push her to make new puns

- His dynamic with Flowey is an odd one. He doesn't know that he's Asriel, and he doesn't interact with him. He knows that he was the cause of resets, however, before Frisk fell. He knows that his faint memories of all that happened before Frisk weren't fake, but they're so tangled together that he doesn't know how to feel. He wasn't quite there for it the same way some others were, since at the time he just thought it was his imagination. Afterwards, like possibly above surface if Flowey remained the same- he wouldn't resent him. Flowey wouldn't share who he really is but the two have some tension. Sans just makes things harder for Flowey, but doesn't outright antagonize at him with malicious intent. He can sometimes get along with him, and finds him to rather be a bit of an annoying little shit. He doesn't hate him though, as he is reflective of why he did it and he gets the idea that Flowey isn't ACTUALLY evil. He is only slightly off put that he can't read him, however, since he's soulless. He gets the off put feeling though that Flowey is childish to the point that it's...almost?? Amusing??? He reminds him of a child who needs time to adapt to new things, someone who can be patient with him. It's just kinda complicated

- Can fall asleep anywhere, and I mean anywhere. He has fallen asleep in fridges, on ledges, upside down while hanging from a fan,,,,

- A proud Dunkle for Frisk, not quite a Dad but not an Uncle either

- Won't put in effort unless he wants to, which is rarely. In fact, he only starts to put in effort when on the Surface, but it's a rare occassion

- Has some of the sickest burns because he doesn't mind about hurting someone's feelings when he dislikes them. He also gets creative, so it's not just half attempts to insult someone

- Has many jobs above the surfsce. Works at the counter, sells food inside food trucks, and even is a school janitor

- Drives a tricycle around, if he's not in someone else's car he's willing to pedal all the way across a town or city if need be

- Plays trombone, not only is it a fun pun but defying logic since he's a skeleton is some of that chaotic energy he wants in life

- Protective of his brother but not to the point he thinks his brother is incapable. He raised him, taught him things, and he's proud of him. He is protective when he wants his brother to be safe, but he's not going to threaten you. He's actually pretty sincere about it once he sits you down. When it came to Undyne, he teased her somewhat and kinda pushed her limits because he knew how badly his brother wanted to be in the Royal Guard. The two eventually talked though and he worked on his communication skills when on the surface

- Made Cyperus his royal guard costume for a Halloween Party, he is happy to see his brother wear it around while Underground

- Bonds with Alphys over memes, anime, and other "weeb" activities. Both feel that "I wanna die" energy that goes well with "LMAO look at this meme" so the two can get along. He sees that she has a lot of anxiety too, and so when he visits her he tries to reassure her and distract her in ways no one else can

- He and Napstablook have bonded over laying on the ground feeling like trash together many times, he's also supportive of his music and will listen to it without getting spooked. They aren't close, but they can be considered friends

- He was actually suspicious of what Alphys was doing and actually discovered the Amalgamates before Frisk. He confronted her about it and it was the only thing he's ever been serious about, since he finds it cruel that family is separated from it. It also opened his eyes to a fear of Determination in general, which is why he's the most weary of Frisk other than the fact that they can reset. He never snitched on her, but he always would talk to her about it when it was mentioned

- Learned sign language before Frisk, as Gaster also used it when no one understood Wingdings

- Can't flirt for shit. When he's actually attracted to someone, he starts stuttering and kinda tripping over himself and fumbling. He'll sometimes run away if he messes up out of embarrassment, but it's endearing.

- Owns too many combs, in which he'll offer them if people do or do not need it

- Only does the zaza rarely, and if he's with company

- Doesn't smoke, but he'll pick one up if he's stressed enough, which is rarely

- Always napping with annoying dog when he actively decides to nap, and only then does annoying dog appear

- He embraces his laziness the most out of all the Sanses, it's a pleasure to have it

- He loves to make people uncomfortable, especially when he's bored and he wants to make weird small talk with someone to provoke a reaction

- He is a meme box, he knows all of them and makes references constantly

- When he found out that ketchup chips were a thing he found ways to enjoy his beloved outside of the condiment

- He loves french fries and hamburgers a lot, but only hamburgers from Grillby because only he can make them the way Vanilla loves them

- Only sells hotdogs or other foods that his brother makes

- Grillby and him go way back and he somehow is one of few to understand him

- A heavy sleeper, when he's passed it's like trying to wake up a corpse because even if you shake him around he will not stir

- Has reading glasses he rarely wears despite Cyperus telling him to wear them, he doesn't like remembering when he was a royal scientist

- Enjoys cooking from almost anyone, compliments them every time even if others think it's god awful

- Likes photography, hell pose if he's serious and loves photo bombing others

- Enjoys walks through the forests, it reminds him of Snowdin when he's on the surface

- Emotionally closed off despite being emotionally supportive of others, he had to when Underground because they would just forget anyways

- Video games that he plays are things such as Pokemon, Animal Crossing, or sandbox style games like Minecraft because it has minimal violence and it's more relaxing

- He dislikes formal wear, no reactions to his puns, opening up, lies, being useless, washing his jacket, and others being close minded

- The king of socks, he owns.... so many.

- Doesn't identify as asexual, but has little to no interest in sexual intimacy

- Takes all ketchup packets from restaurants and convenience stores when it's free. No one knew that he did this though until he saw a photo of him hung up saying he was banned at a restaurant because of it. Broke his soul

Closing Notes:

I have so much fun with these and I'd love to hear what other headcanons you guys have! I wanted to combine his canon character and kinda mix it in with my head canons or some that I found and loved overtime. I will later go into detail about things such as his love language and all that once I'm done really going through characters! I hope you enjoyed reading, you must've at least a little to eat this far

Thank you 🫡