Horrortale Sans, The One AU Where Everyone Thought He Was A Cannibal(?) Despite Being A Literal Monster??

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Pitch Serrif Playlist

He's genuinely so silly and lovely and I love him and I want him I won't him i knead him he's so... he's SOOOO-

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Thinking about devious things with the skeletons. Thinking about how I'd do toe curling, gut wrenching, soul sucking things to them. Like holding their hand, wrapping them in cozy blankets.... Doing dirty and depraved things like making them feel loved and cared for....supporting their hopes and dreams....

Yeah, that's what I wanna do

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 :-))

OURGH this is such a delicious meal oh my god HORGH OM NOM NOM NOM

The Sparkles are actually dust particles

you did this @skeleton-mischief

dust sans belongs to ask-dusttale

HURAGH YOU'RE SO COOL AND AWESOME I ACTUALLY HAVE SOME WORLD BUILDING GOING ON IN THE REQUEST SO PREPARE FOR AT LEAST SOME MENTIONS

I actually just love every Sans and Papyri but I have yet to get a request for any of the Papyri. I think he deserves love (he's my favorite he's my favorite he's my favorite I love him I love him I love him sm)

Magic and the wonders of Flavor & Scent

Below, I have written my personal headcanons for the color, scent, and flavor for the Sanses. These are the ones I have for the x reader roommates. If you guys wanna ask for personal requests (wink wonk) then don't be afraid to ask.

I'll put it under a suggestive tag as well just in case some of you may want to avoid those. I don't outright do 18+ often, but the comfort of others is important so bam, this is a warning. Anyways, enjoy!

Vanilla: His magic is more of a light blue. It smells of frost and pine while his magic tastes of light vanilla. It's not too overpowering, especially since he doesn't use it often and he has good control of his magic

Powder: His magic is a powder blue, especially since US is more of a pastel world to me. His magic smells of spearmint while his magic tastes like blueberry and cotton candy. It has a bit of a smoother taste

Red: His magic is a dark, crisis red. It smells of burning wood while his magic tastes of cherry limeade. His magic is stronger in tastes due to his LV

Saint: His magic is a cornflower blue despite his red eyelight. His magic smells of veviter and sandalwood while his magic tastes of vanilla and apple. It has a bit of an overwhelming tastes due to his control of magic

Carmine: His magic is carmine red. His magic smells of frost and mint while his magic tastes like red raspberries. It's stronger in taste but smooth, a little overpowering

Razz: His magic is a blue-french violet. His magic smells of sugar and of something electric while his magic tastes like blackberries and dark chocolate. His magic tastes overwhelming with a smooth, strong flavor. It happens to have a tingling sensation afterwards due to the raw power he is on the brink of constantly losing

Wine: His magic is a wine red. His magic smells like pomegranate while his magic tastes like almond and wine. It is not too strong and it happens to have the smoothest in tastes since his magic is under extreme control

Dust: His magic is a slate blue violet shade. His magic smells of leather, citrus, and slightly of tobacco while his magic tastes of vanilla berry and slightly metallic. It's a bit of a tingling sensation afterwards since he has an overwhelming amount of LV. The reason for the hint of citrus is because of Pap's magic being fused with Dust's

Closing Notes: please remember that if you guys do have any asks, please specify and keep it within just x reader since I don't do any other types of shipping on my blog. Thank you for reading and please don't be shy with your asks. I prefer fluff content but the occasional suggestive themes might appear, especially if you guys have requests :-))

Monster Claims and Animal Motifts

So I love animal motifs and I know that depending on the characterization for some of the skeletons, it really influences their personalities.

Example! Stretch. He can be seen as a fox or a bunny for example, while some people think Rus is dog or wolf coded. Idk I think we should think about the other Papyri as well or Sanses. Like Cash! I think he and Coffee are different flavors of cat, y'know? Like I can't explain it. I do know though that I love them all and honestly I wanna see more. The trope in fanfics where they share a "mating" or "acceptance in family" process through collars though is rather interesting. I personally don't do that with my headcanons, but I wish it was explored more and had more depth since some people do it for the more sexual perspectives of it.

And I'm not gonna lie, I really love how monsters have their own scents for magic that they have. Like,,,I love it way too much tbh and I think that mixed with intent, monsters sharing clothing is a form of trust and intimacy. Like, not even in a romantic sense. Like it just shows you find it comforting and I think that monsters offering it to one another express that you hold affection for the other. I think I wanna post my opinion on what each skeleton's magic would smell like (and maybe taste like teeheehehe) and if you want a specific scenario, dont be afraid to send an ask!

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Hello! Hi!

No I am not dead, just locked in with college and other fandoms that I'm currently in while I deal with who was elected for president. Thanks for asking🙂‍↕️

🩵🫐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 :-)))

HEHEHEHEH OF COURSE, I LOVE DUST. AND DAMN I DIDN'T KNOW YOU LIKED SF!RED SANS LIKE THAT 🙏‼️

ALSO

i saw your ask and I'm giggling like a school girl because I love the concept. I actually have my own headcanons for a Pirate AU involving the UT, US, and UF brothers 🤭 It might take a bit since this makes me giggle and twirl my hair but omg thank you for existing and for the idea I'm genuinely tweaking since I love your brain and how you can help me channel what to focus on (I get way too many ideas and get paralyzed with what to type)

Magic and the wonders of Flavor & Scent

Below, I have written my personal headcanons for the color, scent, and flavor for the Sanses. These are the ones I have for the x reader roommates. If you guys wanna ask for personal requests (wink wonk) then don't be afraid to ask.

I'll put it under a suggestive tag as well just in case some of you may want to avoid those. I don't outright do 18+ often, but the comfort of others is important so bam, this is a warning. Anyways, enjoy!

Vanilla: His magic is more of a light blue. It smells of frost and pine while his magic tastes of light vanilla. It's not too overpowering, especially since he doesn't use it often and he has good control of his magic

Powder: His magic is a powder blue, especially since US is more of a pastel world to me. His magic smells of spearmint while his magic tastes like blueberry and cotton candy. It has a bit of a smoother taste

Red: His magic is a dark, crisis red. It smells of burning wood while his magic tastes of cherry limeade. His magic is stronger in tastes due to his LV

Saint: His magic is a cornflower blue despite his red eyelight. His magic smells of veviter and sandalwood while his magic tastes of vanilla and apple. It has a bit of an overwhelming tastes due to his control of magic

Carmine: His magic is carmine red. His magic smells of frost and mint while his magic tastes like red raspberries. It's stronger in taste but smooth, a little overpowering

Razz: His magic is a blue-french violet. His magic smells of sugar and of something electric while his magic tastes like blackberries and dark chocolate. His magic tastes overwhelming with a smooth, strong flavor. It happens to have a tingling sensation afterwards due to the raw power he is on the brink of constantly losing

Wine: His magic is a wine red. His magic smells like pomegranate while his magic tastes like almond and wine. It is not too strong and it happens to have the smoothest in tastes since his magic is under extreme control

Dust: His magic is a slate blue violet shade. His magic smells of leather, citrus, and slightly of tobacco while his magic tastes of vanilla berry and slightly metallic. It's a bit of a tingling sensation afterwards since he has an overwhelming amount of LV. The reason for the hint of citrus is because of Pap's magic being fused with Dust's

Closing Notes: please remember that if you guys do have any asks, please specify and keep it within just x reader since I don't do any other types of shipping on my blog. Thank you for reading and please don't be shy with your asks. I prefer fluff content but the occasional suggestive themes might appear, especially if you guys have requests :-))