Note: There is a detailed trigger warning in the link’s endnotes that does contain spoilers. Please read it if you are prone to any kind of anxiety. I do mean that the detailed warning contains spoilers, though, particularly for the end of the chapter. I want everyone to be prepared going in if they need the preparation, but I also want anyone who wants to avoid spoilers to be able to do so.
I really need to remember to leave you a proper comment on this chapter at some point, Kit—because it was seriously one of my favourites. (And as a strictly “PAPYRUS-ONLY” ally—that’s saying a lot for a Sans-centric chapter). The setup was just brilliant, and I’m really looking forward to what comes next.
Twist looked at him, putting his hands behind his back. “Mornin’, sweetheart. Wha’s goin’ on, huh?” he asked, smiling innocently.
“Twist, no. He’s a werewolf. Stop trying to treat him like a dog.”
“Aw, c’mon, Edge—look at ‘im!” He stepped aside, so Edge could properly see the shoulder-high wolf skeleton with a collar around his neck and a bow on his tail. His wagging tail. “See? He likes it!”
Edge sighed, massaging the spot above his nasal ridge. “He’s a werewolf, you crazy dragon—not a lapdog or a house pet. You can’t take him to a damn dog park.”
“But he’s better now! He hasn’ even eaten anybody in more’n a year!” Twist protested. He brought his hands forward, revealing the leash he’d been hiding behind his back.
“patently untrue!” Rus said as he came down the hall, “ate me out two nights ago.” He scratched along the werewolf’s jawline. “didn’t you?” he asked, his voice changing pitch and tone. “yes you did! who’s a good boy? yes, you are. yes, you are!”
Edge sighed heavily and made his way back down the hall, grumbling about living with a pair of morons. “You can walk him around the house!” he finally yelled, “No dog parks!”
“Yer no fun anymore!”
When you can picture an author’s character in your head with a single line, then you know that author is good.
The first line got me laughing so hard. That situation is Edge’s life, basically ahahahaha
Poor Edge.
“Twist, no.”
“Rus—stop that!”
“What the fuck are you doing you overgrown lizard!?”
Portugal is kinda an oc. Kinda not. He has a universe but good luck getting him to talk about it. Asking him about his brother is a one way ticket to a fight. But buy him a drink and let him get used to you and you might end up with a new bud by the end of the night. Or not. He might fight you anyways.
Hey guys! So for the next round of the Bonechelor, I was thinking of doing a bit of truth or dare (a classic favourite of mine).
So please feel free to send in some truths or dares—with or without a character (and I might alter them slightly depending on how well they fit into the chapter). You may send in as many as you wish!
I’ll also mention that ALL truths and dares must involve our beloved bachelor to some degree. So either the truths/dares will be directed at Cash–or, if they’re directed at someone else, they must involve Cash. Hope that makes sense!
Thank you, everyone!
(Also, I posted the Round 2 Bone Ceremony a few hours ago–just in case you missed it!)
Here is something I got inspired by @sansy-fresh which is basically some Papyri pairings in bed aka what happens If one of them wakes up? These are only my imagined scenarios, how I think what they would do
I will only do the UT, US, UF and SF skeles and none of these will be NSFW. just fluffy times. One “part” will contain a pair and the two scenarios. The first one is Spicyhoney so I think I should tag @alicedragons and @itsladykit too because these two made me love this pairing and I finally wrote something about them
I hope you all enjoy it!
Sleeping Papyri pairing Part 1: Spicyhoney
Edge
He tensed up as soon as he opened his eyes. Something woke him up and he listened intently for any noise that would count as suspicious. After some seconds, a whimper was heard behind him and he immediately relaxed, turning around.
Stretch was sleeping next to him, curled up and shaking as he grabbed the sheets in his hands even tighter. The sight wasn’t surprising for Edge; nightmares were common in his lover’s dreams, even after the resets had stopped. No matter how they ended the day, the nightmares kept coming with the same intensity. At least by now, the fell-verse monster knew what to do to chase those away quicker, providing him calm in the second half of the nights without waking the other up.
Edge inched closer to Stretch and started projecting calm/safety towards him as he pride his hands off the sheets, which immediately held onto his undershirt instead as soon as he succeeded. He put his arms around his lover’s body, embracing him and lightly petting his skull. He knew this was not enough. Even if the whimpering stopped shortly, Stretch was still shaking and clinging to him tightly. Edge sighed knowingly and with practised maneuvering, he guided the other’s head to his chest, just above his softly humming soul as he projected a little stronger.
Soon, the shaking disappeared and he felt the other’s hold on him weaken, as Stretch relaxed into the hug, his body going limp. Edge just waited expectedly, until he felt a light vibration against his chest and heard the familiar sound of a soft purr coming from his lover. He smiled a bit, gently placing a skeleton kiss on the Stretch’s skull before he closed his eyes, slowly falling back to sleep.
Stretch
He didn’t know what woke him up in the middle of the night. He guessed nothing did; there were those rare times when it just simply happened, waking up on its own, feeling well rested after a dreamless slumber. These moments were a dream (heh…) come true for him, especially when he saw Edge’s face, when he found him sitting on the bed, reading. Speaking of Edge…
He opened his eyes with a lazy smile and looked at the Fell-verse monster who was laying in front of him. The sheets were only halfway up on him, exposing his upper body that was covered by his black undershirt. The moon nicely illuminated him, the light giving a soft glow to his bones. It would have been a peaceful sight, if not for the tense expression on his lover’s face.
Stretch sighed and slowly lifted his hand up. No matter how many times they slept together, Edge’s posture always looked like he was expecting someone to attack them in their sleep, but given what universe he came from, it was a high possibility it could happen in there anytime or already had. Stretch couldn’t help but feel sorry for the other, even if his lover told him not to. He wanted to make it better for him regardless, which is what he intended to do right now. Ever so softly, he touched Edge’s arm that was placed between them, softly caressing it. He knew he had to be careful, he didn’t want to wake the other up.
He quickly learnt where to touch and how, He was always good at finding someone’s sweet and weak spots, but he had a little trouble with Edge who generally didn’t like when someone touched them unless they were someone he trusted in, but even then he wasn’t fond of physical affection. He learnt the hard way what he could touch when the other was asleep. His ribs and chest was a no go place, his soul instinctively reacting to something being close to it. The safest place to start was his lover’s hand or fingers and slowly going upwards, stopping at the shoulder and after some time, not lifting his hand up even once, caressing the back of the other’s neck, going up again but just until he reached the place where his ears would be and staying there.
It was usually a half hour long process, but he knew it was worth it. And soon enough, Edge slowly started to relax under his hand as he got midway in caressing his lover. A calmer expression took the Fell-verse monster’s face and Stretch’s smile became softer. Even if he was terrible at projecting, he was happy there was something he could help the other’s out with.
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