alice why do you always give me good ideas that make me get carried away XDD
i’ve posted a few versions of it here, because according to my tablet one is pitch black, but on my laptop it looks fine :shrug: i hope this is alright!
Painty!!!! T-T You’re spoiling me! This is incredible. You drew the forest beautifully. And the precious boys! I love this so much. The expressions are just warming my heart. The fondness in Edge’s face, how peaceful Rus looks. ❤ Thank you so much!!
Rus needs some answers and there is only one Monster in Underswap who might have them.
Tags: heatfic, dubious consent, NSFW, frenemies to lovers, mates, first time, more if I think of them
PLEASE READ THE TAGS: This is a Heat story, so there are going to be issues of consent. I don’t do partner rape, nope, but hey, I want to be straight with y’all. I like heatfics personally, but I understand how they can be troubling for some people. So there it is.
There is still no explicit sex in this chapter. There will be eventually.
Please note—at this time, I cannot tag for the fic on the whole, as it isn’t completed yet. If you’re concerned, then please DM me with specific questions or wait until Halloween, when this fic will be posted in its entirety on AO3 with all relevant tags. Until then, I can say this—
This fic contains references to BODY DYSMORPHIA, PREGNANCY TREATED AS HORROR, SOCIALLY UNACCEPTABLE EMOTIONS RELATED TO PREGNANCY AND HAVING CHILDREN, RELATIONSHIP TROUBLES, and DISCUSSION OF ABORTION AND/OR MISCARRIAGE (not played for angst).
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.”
Please note—at this time, I cannot tag for the fic on the whole, as it isn’t completed yet. If you’re concerned, then please DM me with specific questions or wait until Halloween, when this fic will be posted in its entirety on AO3 with all relevant tags. Until then, I can say this—
This fic contains references to BODY DYSMORPHIA, PREGNANCY TREATED AS HORROR, SOCIALLY UNACCEPTABLE EMOTIONS RELATED TO PREGNANCY AND HAVING CHILDREN, RELATIONSHIP TROUBLES, and DISCUSSION OF ABORTION AND/OR MISCARRIAGE (not played for angst).
:shrug: i hope this is alright!
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