Razz scoffed, crossing his arms with a smirk. “Fuck? Or just ‘lie beneath’?”
“Who says he’d be on the bottom?” Edge asked, coolly.
Sans shot Edge a grin, before turning to Slim. “marry. and hey–married couples sometimes have kids, right?”
Slim blinked, heat rising to his cheekbones. “i-i suppose…”
“heh. sweet. guess we’re fucking too.”
Slim stared at Sans, his sockets slowly widening as his blush deepened. Sans winked, and Slim dipped his head, shrinking into his jacket–but Sans could see the beginnings of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.
Razz sneered at his brother. “Oh, pull yourself together, mutt. It’s hypothetical.” Slim’s smile faded in an instant.
Sans looked between them, frowning. Stretching until his joints clicked, he eased himself off the couch, approaching Razz. “kill,” he said flatly, pressing his finger against Razz’s sternum. Razz seemed unfazed, so Sans leaned in to murmur, “keep talking, and i’ll make sure it isn’t hypothetical.”
Thank you! This one was great to write. Razz is loads of fun. From this F/M/K ask meme.
“Well, this is hardly difficult,” Edge said crisply. He pointed at Blue. “Fuck.”
“Edge!” Blue scolded, but a deep blush had settled in his cheekbones.
Edge smirked, lifting a brow-bone. “Do you have a problem with fucking me?” he asked.
Blue stuttered for a moment, then puffed himself up, glowering. “Not at all.”
He spoke in such earnest, that Edge found himself a little taken aback. He quickly cleared his throat before turning to Blackberry. “Marry. Heavens forbid I ever wed someone who doesn’t know their way around a kitchen.”
Blackberry simpered, folding his arms. “Wise choice.”
“Indeed, and…” Edge turned to give Comic an apologetic smile. “I apologise.”
Comic shrugged, grinning. “hey. at least you spared me having to fuck you.”
Edge merely rolled his eyes, but Blue scoffed, looking outraged. “Speak for yourself!” Standing, he took Edge’s hand, guiding him towards to stairs. “Come, Edge. Let’s see if I can make them hear how unlucky they are.”
From this F/M/K ask meme.(I’m sorry if it takes me a while to get through these! I still have a few sitting in my ask box, but I’m probably not going to be able to get them done for a couple of days still.)
“It’s just a game, runt,” Edge told Red, though he was frowning a little, concerned by the look of dejection on his brother’s face.
“It’s alright, Red!” Papyrus said, cheerfully. “We know that it’s a difficult choice–I too would marry all three of you if I was given the option.”
Red looked at Papyrus with raised brow-bones. “uh, thanks paps, but that’s not really what i’m…”
Papyrus levelled him with a long, firm stare, his smile fierce. “I am well aware of your misgivings–but I’m sure Slim would make an excellent husband.” Papyrus turned to Edge, grinning. “And Edgy-me would be a wonderful bedmate!”
Both Edge and Red looked at him, spluttering indignantly. Sighing, Papyrus quickly said, “Platonic bedmate. You told me you and your brother used to sleep with each other, did you not, Red?”
“next ta each other!” Red corrected, hurriedly. “not–not with.” Blushing furiously, he growled in frustration. “but that still doesn’ solve anythin’, ‘cause then i’d have ta kill…”
They all looked at Papyrus, who was smiling brightly. “Me!” he said, with far too much enthusiasm than the situation warranted.
No one spoke, a still silence hanging in the air, until Slim quietly said, “paps, you… you don’t have to…”
“It’s not a matter of whether or not I have to, Small-me,” Papyrus said gently, placing a hand over Slim’s. “It’s simply common sense and logic!”
“paps,” Red growled, “i’m not killin’ ya.”
With a put-upon sigh, Papyrus shook his head. “It’s only a game, Red. I know you have a good heart.” When Red looked unconvinced, Papyrus asked, “Would you rather kill your brother or Slim?”
“w-what? no, but i–”
“Excellent! Then it’s settled.”
“it ain’t fuckin’ settled, paps! i’m not–”
“Red,” Edge cut in quickly. “Come. Help me with dinner.”
Red stared at Papyrus, looking for a moment as if he might protest. But upon receiving a stern glare from Edge, he sighed and reluctantly followed him into the kitchen.
Once they’d left, Slim settled against Papyrus’ side, curling up with his knees drawn to his chest. “thank you,” he whispered.
“I’m quite sure I have no idea what you’re talking about, Small-me,” Papyrus said, quietly. Slim gave him a knowing look, and Papyrus sighed, lightly kissing him atop his skull. “You’re welcome.”
Aaah, this one hurt. I don’t think Red enjoyed that. (Papyrus spared him having to kill his brother or poor little Slim though.) From this F/M/K ask meme.
“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.”
From this F/M/K ask meme.Feel free to send in any characters you’d like to see ^_^
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