Pastel Papyrus with a Pooch. Toby keeps crawling into bed next to Pap and touching him with his cold paws (this is actually canon and from a phone call).
I’ve been holding onto this idea all year and I’ll be damned if I miss my opportunity to use it.
“so you’re—“
“DEATH.”
“right. of course. i should have guessed.”
“ARE YOU A CLOWN, LAZY-ME?”
Rus turned to display his outfit—which was just his normal clothes but with a bright red clown nose stuck in his nasal aperture. “nah. can’t you tell? i’m a funny bone.”
Papyrus gave him a blank look, then turned to Edge. “AH, YOU LOOK VERY GOOD, EDGY-ME…BUT…WHERE’S YOUR COSTUME?”
“I’m not wearing one.”
“BUT! IT’S A COSTUME PARTY!? YOU CAN’T GO WITHOUT A COSTUME.”
“Watch me.”
Papyrus looked at both of them, shaking his head. “I AM EXTREMELY DISAPPOINTED IN BOTH OF YOU. NEXT YEAR, I AM HELPING YOU BOTH FIND APPROPRIATE COSTUMES.”
“Tha’s what I been tellin’ em!” Twist said, walking into the living room. He was dressed in leather and chains, and he carried a can of gasoline. “It’s a damn shame, is what it is.” He looked at Papyrus, then grinned. “Death?”
Papyrus beamed and struck a pose. “INDEED. ‘TIS I! THAT MOST NOBLE OF SKELETONS—DEATH HIMSELF.” His haughty mein faded and he looked Twist over. “…ARE YOU DRESSED AS EDGY-ME?” Rus snorted at that, and Edge’s scowl deeped.
“Ghost Rider,” Twist said. He hefted the can of gasoline. “Gotta put the finishin’ touch on my costume, then we c’n head out.”
“OKAY…?”
Twist beamed and stepped outside.
Papyrus watched him go. “…HE WON’T…PLEASE TELL ME HE’S NOT ACTUALLY GOING TO SET HIMSELF ON FIRE.”
“dunno.”
“Cash gave even odds. Personally, my money’s on ‘yes’.”
Papyrus looked at both of them, but neither moved. He sighed heavily, and followed Twist outside. “TWISTED-ME? WE NEED TO TALK ABOUT FIRE SAFETY AND TAKING JOKES TOO FAR.”
first of: of course Papyrus wouldn’t willingly kill someone. that’s why, in the post, i specifically said ‘forced’. as in made to do it, against his own will. next time, do please read a post properly before you respond
secondly: Papyrus isn’t stupid. he’s not a child. he’s not some naive poor little thing. Papyrus beats up a child, gladly and cheerily, and then puts them in his shed. Papyrus wouldn’t kill someone, but he’s no innocent baby
thirdly: like fuck Papyrus would believe something that stupid. firstly, monsters need their souls to survive. it is basically their heart. Papyrus would not ever fall for something that’s so contradictory to something so basic a fact. secondly, just because ‘one work’ suggest something would happen doesn’t mean it makes any sense
fourthly: stop trying to make Papyrus some kind of innocent baby. stop infantilising him. he’s an adult. he’s clever and powerful, and can take care of himself. he’s not a baby. he’s not stupid
this fandom has a huge ass problem with treating Papyrus like a prop, like a damsel in distress for Sans to save. and the truth is, that makes no sense for canon. in the game Papyrus takes care of himself. he’s not stupid. he’s not a child. and yet, in fandom, that’s all he is. a stupid little baby whose only purpose is to make Sans look good. and it’s tiring as fuck
MMM there is so much salt that i will never have to season anything again…. blessed post ze
Warnings: Major Character Death (Not a Sans or Papyrus), Violence
“Rus is a young mage, his life is simple and for that he is greatful, that is, until a monster turns up on his doorstep late one evening and throws his entire world into disarray. Now he must battle with all new feelings of love, loss, and guilt as he is forced to adapt to this new way of life.”
A/N: And here we have the long awaited Mage AU spicyhoney/puppymoney fic that I promised to post in October since that’s the month of all the spoopy magic and monsters!
Really awesome start, Sin! Your world building and scenery descriptions are amazing, and you write action so well. Definitely looking forward to that Spicyhoney. 😏
You know, I think what makes Papyrus and his boastfulness so endearing, despite egoism usually being a negative and unappealing character trait, is the fact that his self-confidence does not exist at the expense of others. He doesn’t build himself up by putting other people down; he thinks highly of everyone! He can consider himself great and admirable while still genuinely being impressed by the people around him and celebrating their accomplishments.
Papyrus understands that greatness is not a competition; it’s something everyone can win at! And even if he is the greatest, it’s only so that he can show everyone else how to recognize their own inherent value.
Papyrus believes in himself! Papyrus believes in me! Papyrus believes in you, too!
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