razz, fmk, twist, edge and rus

Razz scoffed. “Is this a joke?”

“Nah,” Twist said. “The only joke here is yer d–”

“Let’s remain civil,” Edge said tersely, casting Twist a cautionary frown. Twist only shrugged, leaning back and throwing an arm around Rus’s shoulders.

“A’ight then. Go ahead, little guy. Take yer pick.”

Giving a dignified sniff, Razz said, “Fine. I’d fuck…” He surveyed the three options carefully, smirking as his gaze settled on Rus. “I’d fuck the sweet little Tale-verse–”

A warning growl sounded in Edge’s throat, his expression darkening. “Watch yourself, short-stuff.”

Razz sneered, but rolled his eyes. “Very well–I’d fuck the Edgelord. If only to prove to him which of us is the better lover.”

Edge rolled his eyes, but seemed satisfied with the answer, some of the tension leaving his shoulders. Razz glanced at Twist and Rus, frowning. “I suppose I’d kill the Twisted freak and marry his soft little Tale-verse pet.” Razz’s gaze raked over Rus, and he smirked in satisfaction at the furious glares he received from Edge and Twist.

“Okay, ya tiny brat, now yer jus’ askin’ ta–”

“hey, relax, twisted,” Rus said calmly, extracting himself from Twist’s embrace. Edge and Twist watched in bewilderment as he approached Razz, leaning down so he could whisper, “are you certain you made the right decision, love?”

“Wha–ah!” Razz let out an undignified squeal of surprise as Rus cupped his pelvic bone, squeezing it gently. Razz stared up at him, his cheekbones heating furiously. “What the fuck do you think you’re–”

“what?” Rus asked, blinking innocently. “i thought you’d jump at the opportunity to fuck a–what was it? ‘sweet little tale-verse’…?” He trailed off, smiling complacently as Razz spluttered. “how about this, sweetheart–my bedroom, ten minutes, one time offer. you in?”

Razz gaped, lost for words. “I–I’m–”

Shrugging, Rus shoved his hands in his pockets. “didn’t think so,” he said, returning to the couch and wedging himself between Edge and Twist. “i doubt you’d be able to handle me anyway.”

Razz could only withstand the smug smiles of Edge and Twist for a few seconds before he was hurrying from the room, his face burning.

“Pity really,” Twist said, watching him go. “I reckon he’d’ve been alright in bed.”

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bed, wed, behead. rus with cash, edge and twist :D

Rus scratched the back of his neck, feeling uncomfortable. “i dunno about this… can’t i just fuck and marry all of you?”

“nope. you’ve gotta kill one of us,” Cash said, deadpan. Rus grimaced, scanning the three of them anxiously.

“well, i suppose i would…” His eyes settled on Edge and he swallowed. “f-fuck–”

“I swear to God, Rus, if you don’t kill me–”

“No way, Edgelord,” Twist interrupted. “He’s killin’ me–like hell I’d let either of ya die.”

Rus blinked. “guys, i, um–i think you might be taking this a little too seriousl–”

“he’d obviously kill me,” Cash said, plainly. Twist and Edge looked at him dubiously, and Cash shrugged. “obvious choice.”

“no,” Rus said, insistently. With a frustrated groan, he crouched in front of all of them, clasping their hands together and holding them in his own. “look. i know this is just a stupid game, but it seems that i have something to prove to all of you. so here’s what we’re going to do–i’m going to take you all upstairs, and i’m going to fuck you all until you’re ready to believe that you’re worth something.”

Edge, Twist, and Cash all stared at Rus, clearly taken aback. Then, Twist chuckled, knuckling the crown of Rus’s skull. “Aw, yer sweet, Tale-verse, ya really are–but it’s gonna take more th’n thirty second ta convince us a’ that.”

A beat of silence, and then–“i’ve changed my mind,” Rus said. “fuck cash, marry the edgelord–and kill the twisted bastard.”

Twist grinned, triumphant.

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H-h-hi Blackberry. Uhm, for the FMK how about Stretch, Edge, a-and Twist if that’s okay?

“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.

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Edge, tell me marry fuck kill for Twist, Stretch, and Cash >:D

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.”

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Fell-verse Courtship – Chapter 2: How to bed two Fell-verse monsters: a guide | Archive of Our Own

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Chapter 1: here

Summary: How does one get two Fell-verse monsters, who have been at war with each other for the past month, to cooperate in a sexual setting? Just follow this simple guide to find out! (Disclaimer: Please don’t actually use this as a guide.)

Tags: Smut, oral sex, mild dom/sub dynamics, Amazon Press (thanks @itsladykit and her anon), penetrative sex, (consensual) voyeurism, masturbation

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Fell-verse Courtship – Chapter 1: This is how you flirt, right? | Archive of Our Own

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Thanks (again) to @itsladykit I was inspired to write some silly rom-com style TwistedHoneyMoney. The exact words that started it were “Twist/Rus, Cash/Rus, Twist/Cash love triangle (the kind that ends in polyamory, but starts with a rivalry between Twist and Cash)”. How was I to say no to a good old-fashioned love triangle? (Especially one with a Tale-verse monster sandwiched between to Fell-verse idiots).

Relationships: TwistedHoneyMoney (Twistfell Papyrus/Underswap Papyrus/Purple Swapfell Papyrus) (The poly relationship is not yet established in this chapter)

Summary:

Fell-verse monsters have a strange method of courtship—one some might deem a little unorthodox (or, in the words of certain monsters—undignified). Then again, it takes a fool (or two) to underestimate the duplicity of a Tale-verse monster. After all, isn’t it always the ones you least expect?

Tags: Non-explicit sexual content (this chapter), flirting, teasing, unconventional courtship

Warnings: Nothing serious, but this may come across as a sort of “cheating” (though no one is in an established relationship). Everything is consensual however, and the rivalry is in good-spirits (for the most part). But… they are assholes. I’m not even going to try and deny it.

Just two chapters for this one! It was meant to be a one-shot, but I went completely overboard with the “courtship”. (I would also like to apologise to anyone waiting on the next chapter of Argent Night. Unfortunately, I’ve been a bit swamped with uni stuff, so I’ve had to delay the update. I’m hoping to get the next chapter out by next weekend.)

With that all out of the way, I hope you enjoy!

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Warning: Sexy Shitpost

@itsladykit and I were having a discussion about sex demons earlier today, and how they would be a wonderful source of sexual pleasure for those without any desire for emotional attachment. So here, Kit. Have some sexy sex demon sexy times. (This is definitely how Twist acquired Rus.)

Twist
watched with amusement as the demon at the foot of his bed surveyed him. “Y’know,
yer more than welcome ta join me,” he told it, patting the sheets beside him.
It frowned at him, its spiked tail flicking anxiously behind it. “I don’ bite,
promise. Might ask ya ta bite me, though.” Twist smirked as the demon narrowed
its eye sockets at him, dully.

“did
you summon me just to make crude jokes at my expense?” it asked. “because i
promise you, i have a lot more experience in that regard than you do.”

“I’m
sure ya do, sweetheart,” Twist said, grinning. “Tha’s why I summoned ya. Come
on, join me~” He purred softly, a gentle
rumble building in his chest. The demon stepped out of the summoning ring Twist
had captured it in, crawling across the bed to lie beside him.

Twist’s
soft noises of contentment grew louder as the demon kneeled over him, its tail coiling
around one of his legs. It placed its hands on his chest, leaning forward and
stroking its thumb over his cheekbone. Twist’s breath quickened as it dipped
its head, sharp teeth scraping over his cervical vertebrae. “So,” Twist panted
as it laved his sensitive bones in magical saliva, “I take it there’s no risk of
emotional attachment here? I’m kinda lookin’ fer a ‘friends with benefits’
deal, ya know?”

The
demon drew away, regarding Twist with a bland sigh. Twist grinned up at it, his
magic already buzzing with excited arousal. Then, completely deadpan, the demon said, “is
there a way to reverse the summoning spell? i think i preferred hell.”

Argent Night – Chapter 4: A thirst to kill | Archive of Our Own

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Summary:

Violence, death, malice–vampires hunger for those things. Killing is instinctual, and what’s more–they enjoy it.
Or, so Edge has believed for most of his life…

Warnings:

mildly graphic depictions of violence, mild gore, aggression, injury, death.

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Argent Night – Chapter 3: Burnt Silk | Archive of Our Own

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Summary:

Edge experiences difficulty keeping the vampire intact, and his morals begin to battle his ideals.

Warnings:

after-effects of poisoning (mild), eye trauma, mild body horror, description of blood (magic), mention of forced prostitution (brief and fairly mild).

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(It took me a little too long to realise that Edge is a bit of a dick here.)

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So, I’ve been playing around a bit with a hurt/comfort idea in regards to Tale-verse monsters helping Fell-verse monsters deal with the strain of their harsh lives. I have this headcanon that the Fell-verse monsters enjoy being around Tale-verse monsters because of the complete lack of hostility in their demeanours and magical auras. It’s almost like… a pleasant balm for the Fells’ LV-ridden souls.

I wrote this Papcest OT5 thing (it’s a bit rushed, so please forgive any mistakes), focusing on the relationship between Twist (Twistfell Papyrus) and Rus (Underswap Papyrus).

Twist is a very damaged boy. (He belongs to @itsladykit. Did we really expect anything less?) He needs some love. And Rus is here to give it to him.

Mild warning for mentioned character death (unnamed character) and symptoms of anxiety.

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