Tag: ut papyrus

I feel cruel, honestly truly awful, but… Slim, f/m/k Razz, Papyrus, Blue

You should feel awful! Poor Slim has really been put through hell with this game. (Okay, I can’t place all the blame on you, anon. I did a very bad thing here. A very bad thing.)

Razz thrummed his fingers against the coffee table impatiently, watching his brother. “Well, mutt? What’s it going to be?”

Slim’s hands were clasped in front of him to stop them from shaking, and his head was ducked. “i-i…”

“Spit it out,” Razz snapped, his fingers stilling and curling into fists.

Slim shook his head, his sockets squeezed shut. “s-sans–lieutenant–i don’t…”

“Dog,” Razz snarled.

“Razz,” Blue said, his voice quiet but firm. “Stop it. You’re clearly upsetting him.”

“Blue is right, Razzberry,” Papyrus chipped in, placing a hand delicately on Razz’s arm. “It’s only a game. And I don’t think Small-me wants to play anymore.”

Razz barely spared Blue or Papyrus a glance. Shaking off Papyrus’ touch, he stood, gripping Slim by the jaw and yanking him down so that they were at eye-level. “Answer me.” His voice had dropped to a whisper, but it still stung like venom.

“f-fuck blue. marry… p-papyrus.” Slim’s breath stuttered. “kill you.”

Visible relief spread across Razz’s face, and he leaned back, nodding. “Good boy.”

Slim buried his face in his hands, and began to sob.

T_T

From this F/M/K ask meme. This is the last one I have in my inbox! What a fitting way to end this 🙂

Red! F/M/K! Edge, Papyrus, ams Slim! Go!

“i… fuck. i don’ like this. this is bullshit.”

“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.