Blue tapped his chin thoughtfully. “I—“ He furrowed his brows. “…can i just bed all of them?”
Sans choked on his ketchup while Slim blushed a bright purple. Twist just preened. “Separately? Or all at once? ‘Cause I gotta admit, sweetheart, I’d be impressed if you were up ta take’ all ‘a us at once.”
A sly smile spread across Blue’s face as he declared with authority, “Behead Sans.” Sans actually looked a bit relieved at that. “Bed Slim.” Slim’s flush darkened and he sank down in his chair as if to hide, “And wed Twist.”
Twist blinked. “Uh…? Yer jokin’, right? I’m the kinda guy ya take home fer a bit ‘a fun, sweetheart. Not the kind ya marry. Even fer a game.”
Something a little sad touched Blue’s eyelights. “What makes you say that?”
“I mean…ya’ve met me, right?” he laughed self-deprecatingly. “So? Ya wanna change yer answer?”
“Nope!” Blue said cheerfully, “But I am going to ask what you’re doing on Saturday night.”
Something a little sharper hardened Twist’s features. “Yer bro,” he snapped in reply, fishing a cigarette and his lighter out of his pocket. As he left, he said, “Marry short-stuff, screw the pup, an’ kill me, pipsqueak. It ain’t a hard choice.” The door slammed shut behind him.
When he was gone the other two looked at each other. Under his breath, Slim said, “was not expecting that.”
“O-oh! Um…” Blackberry wrung out his hands, glancing anxiously at his brother. “Well, I suppose I would… marry my brother–platonically, of course!” he added quickly, upon a loud snort from Stretch.
“‘S alrigh’, bro. I’d marry ya too,” Twist said, winking. Blackberry beamed, then turned to the two remaining skeletons.
Edge wore a deadpan look, sighing and leaning back. “It’s alright, Berry. You wouldn’t be the first to tell me you want to kill me.”
Blackberry frowned, folding his arms across his chest. “No, Edge. I think I–I would fu–bed you,” he said with conviction.
Edge blinked, looking surprised. “Oh. Well. Thanks. I suppose.”
“You’re quite welcome, though…” Blackberry looked at Stretch, who appeared thoroughly amused. “I do apologise, Stretch.”
Stretch waved him off. “no hard feelings, berry. i’d kill myself too for the opportunity to fuck the edgelord.”
That earned him a rather rough shove from Edge, and a nod of agreement from Twist.
Thank you for sending this in! From this M/F/K meme.Feel free to send me some characters!
It was a war zone. There was no other way to describe the pure chaos the poor kitchen had devolved to. There was dark batter splattered over every surface, dishes stacked precariously in the sink and on ever available spot of the counter, strange substances dripping from the ceiling and onto the skulls of the two skeletons who stared triumphantly at the batch of brownies they’d successfully made in their little war.
Now they just had to figure out how to clean all this up.
I love the thought of these two just going full force when cooking XD Maybe not to this extent of chaos, but sometimes, I could see them really letting loose.
Edge frowned, glancing between the three skeletons as they watched him from the couch. Twist and Stretch were smiling hopefully, while Cash had his gaze fixed on the floor, a scowl creasing his features.
“Easy choice here, sweetheart,” Twist said, winking and allowing his legs to fall open.
“Kill Twisted,” Edge said, flatly, approaching the couch. Twist’s smile fell, and he folded his arms.
“Yer loss.”
“Hardly,” Edge mumbled. He crouched down before Stretch, brushing a fingertip beneath his chin and tilting his head. Stretch’s breath caught, his sockets growing wide.
“Marry–” Edge began, leaning in and kissing Stretch deeply. Stretch sighed quietly into his mouth, and Edge smirked as he pulled away. “–Stretch. Though, I suppose I’d fuck you too.” Stretch blushed, sinking into his hoodie.
With a soft hum, Edge turned to Cash, who was eyeing him warily. “s’pose that leaves me,” he said, dryly.
“I suppose it does.” Edge reached down, taking Cash’s hands in his own and lifting him from the couch. He felt Cash shudder as he leaned in, pressing his teeth to his acoustic meatus. “How about we go upstairs, and you prove to me that I didn’t make the wrong decision~?” he purred.
He smirked at the deep violet glow that spread across Cash’s cheekbones as he withdrew. Clasping his hands strategically in front of his pelvis, Cash gave a quick nod, teleporting them upstairs without further deliberation.
Huffing beneath his breath, Twist pulled his knees to his chest, scowling at the floor. “Still can’ believe ‘e wouldn’ fuck me,” he muttered, bitterly.
Rus hummed contemplatively. “nah, but…” He crawled across the sofa, coming to kneel over Twist, his eye-lights sparkling with excitement. “i would.”
Thanks, Fresh! From this F/M/K meme.Feel free to send me characters! ^_^
My ask box is open—address one of my characters, and ask them about three of the others. They’ll tell you which of them they’d rather fuck, marry, and kill respectively.
I’m just going to steal Kit’s post, because I love this idea. Please feel free to send me any character from the four main AUs (plus Twistfell and Cash), and then three characters for them to pick from, and I’ll write a quick drabble for it. ^^
“No,” Edge said, “You two may be lazy-bones, but I have things to do today, I am not—” Twist took his hand, starting to play with his carpals. His claws pricked lightly at the joints, massaging the thin bones. Edge glared at him, but Twist just smiled innocently, brining the hand to his mouth to kiss the back of it lightly. “Have you see the state of this place?” Edge asked, exasperated. He could see where this was going. “I need to clean—”
“house is fine, edgelord,” Rus said, sidling up beside him to nibble at his cervical vertebrae. “you don’t need to do anything other than stay. right. here.” He punctuated the last few words with a light kiss.
Finally, Edge groaned and leaned against the back of the couch, allowing the other two skeletons to cuddle against him, both of them purring loudly. “Fine,” he snapped, “you win. You can stop now.”
Holy shit, Painty–I’m in love with this! I can’t get enough of your freaking art style. Seriously. Just–everything about this. I love their adorable little faces, and their smol hoodies, and their smiles. Everything.
And the way you do expressions as well… I could honestly go on forever about how much I love the looks on their faces. This is gorgeous. Thank you ❤
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