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Watching an "I Expect You To Die" playthrough and was just thinking about Mafia(Fell) Sans X Spy Reader. They were sent in to gather intel and, if possible, kill the Don. Maybe they were sent in by a rival Don, maybe there was a small subsect of a human resistance group trying to force monsters back out of their town. Maybe they were a spy for hire.

Either way, they end up finding a "conflict of interest" and either

A) Distance themselves to avoid hurting the people they love, leading to Sans thinking that he hurt them, only to find them one day beaten and almost dead because the group that hired them was pissed that they weren't getting further intel even though they were paying for a monthly salary. (They might've left a note coming clean and telling him that if they see him again, they'll be free from their contract and they can be together)

B) Delude themselves into thinking they can pull this off, only for it to blow up in their face when Sans finally finds out, and they're desperately trying to repair their relationship, telling him that they hadn't been told to become this attached to him, that they do love him. This could also lead to a situation similar to A, however instead it was Sans' henchmen attacking them and Reader asks them to give him a note where they apologize and promise to never put themselves in his line of sight again, but they did truly love him.

I can also imagine a mix of the two, where Reader is trying to warn Sans of the dangers ahead, and upon finding out, Sans kicks them out, telling them he wants nothing to do with them and never wants to see their face again. Cut out the last part because if I turn this into a fic, I don't want to spoil you guys.

I personally choose to believe that UF Papyrus, US Sans, and SF/FS Sans are the MESSIEST BITCHES EVER.

Like I have absolutely nothing to back this up but if I were to make a tier list from "quietly listens in on an argument" to "goes to parties/weddings that they KNOW will have drama and regularly keeps up with who disowned who", it'd be something like;

UF Papyrus SF Sans US Sans

I almost put UT Papyrus but I feel like it'd be highly circumstantial because they'd need to have wronged him for him to want to learn any dirt on them and it'd be very surface level. However imo Blue LIVES for the drama.

Blue <- has and will ask you for all of the workplace drama whenever you have time.

He's mature about it, but he will ask questions like "I saw that coworker you've been complaining about recently. Looked like she was in a bad mood" to try and prompt you into talking about them.

SF Sans mostly doesn't care, or at least pretends to. In all actuality he is listening in on your conversations with Blue trying to glean what happened. Please project your voice, he wants to hear but cannot let y'all know he likes drama.

UF Papyrus isn't so much "Messy" as he is petty. Like, him and SF Sans exist in a state of "Wrong him once and he's going to pull every string he has to to find every piece of dirty laundry possible and hint at it just enough to break you." Might ask you for details if you know them/ someone who knows them, but both him and SF Sans see less reason to do so if they have no dog in the race.

Ok so new random idea.

So you know those "Mean evil gf of the current polycule abuses the skeles and Reader until they move out and then they realize that the gf was evil and bad and they fall for Reader" trope, right?

I was thinking about the idea that there was no real evil gf but rather Reader doesn't like having roommates, but their roommate (who was the one exception) had chosen to take in a bunch of people (the skeles) without consulting Reader out of a people pleasing tendency. The roommate isn't dating the skeletons but they are friends with at least one of them.

The general idea is that Reader (who is autistic because I am and I want an autistic character that isn't mainstream media's sanitized autistic):

Is contact averse, aka doesn't like being touched (esp by people they don't know)

Is very blunt and goes for the most direct way of explaining something, sometimes using harsh language

Like routine, and becomes irritable when that routine is interrupted

Doesn't like strangers being brought over (parties or otherwise)

Not social at all, leading to them being in their room a lot of the time

Suffers from severe germaphobia, so they clean dishes if other people touch the insides, and doesn't want anyone dealing with their laundry

They're generally hard to live with, but this friend understands that none of this is them trying to be difficult to live with and just them trying to manage all the stress of their job and other things that makes them able to afford this near mansion in a nice rural neighborhood with a bunch of land.

The skeles don't know a lot of this at first and as such get on Reader's nerves constantly, along with the fact that they think Reader keeps washing things they touch/flinching from contact because they're monsters. Reader tries to explain, but the roommate being given more leeway lead to the skeletons being suspicious at best most times.

Eventually, Reader says that they're moving out and they're gonna continue paying a portion of the rent, but the old roommate and the skeletons will be paying the rest.

Eventually, one of the skeletons comes home saying that they saw them helping out a monster who was being harassed by a human. The skeletons are surprised and confused until the roommate explains (FINALLY) that Reader is autistic and those rules were put in place because they didn't need additional stressors given that they have a high stress job to pay the bills of that place.

When they find that out, everything starts to slot into place and they feel awful. Some skeletons try to apologize directly, some try to convince them to return, some simply tell them to come home, saying that their behavior will change.

However, Reader tells them no. They don't want to deal with screaming matches and things being thrown and things being burnt and all the stress having roommates brings by default. They say that they might've been able to overlook the behavior had they been given time to think things over, but as things stand they don't believe any of them, especially since some were outright rude upon first meeting them.

They don't blame them for not knowing if something stressed them out, but some of them definitely knew and did it deliberately in some sort of twisted sense of karma or justice for them being difficult.

They tried explaining their behavior before, but nothing actually changed and the stress of living with them simply became too much to handle, so they had to prioritize their own mental wellbeing instead of being a "pushover" like their friend. They end off by saying that they shouldn't have do give a psychologist's diagnosis to explain why they don't want people touching their things and putting their hands inside things they eat/drink out of.

The rest of the story can follow them actually putting in the effort of getting to know Reader outside of the house and the ensuing romantic shenanigans. It could be the set up to an extremely slow burn since Reader wouldn't forgive fast nor forgive easily.

Idk, just putting this here so I can at least have it somewhere I can read it. Y'all can use this prompt if it speaks to you, just tag me.

I redid the parkour boys designs! I’m really proud of them.

I’m especially proud of Evbo’s. I think the yellows and greens really complimented each other. I had the idea for swirls in his coat pattern and couldn’t resist, though I did have to remove one on his back to avoid his design looking cluttered.

I also made him look very small both via proportions and by making him visibly skinny. I think he’s a little smaller than the average parkour pro. If you saw my earlier post, you’d know that I think he gains a fair bit of weight after the first movie.

EMF on the other hand was meant to be big. Imposing and solid. His base was originally a much darker gray but I kept it like this. So you could draw him as a ghost tabby if you want. I like how his pelt has a drippy oozy look to it as well as the smoke tail.

Btw I am moving all non Undertale content to @axelsapothecary ! Currently I am talking about Mouthwashing, so beware spoilers, but you can bring up anything about WCPKCiv if you want!

…Should the AU be called ParkourClan?

I keep thinking of Evbo between the first movie and the second getting a bit pudgy...

He's not being starved anymore and being starved made his metabolism all fucky. One day he wakes up and sees he has a chubby tummy and runs to EMF crying.

EMF thinks Evbo feels gross/bad for getting fat until Evbo explains that he never expected to gain any weight above what was needed to keep functioning and he's just so happy he doesn't need to worry about survival

softer... safer...

to be loved is to be changed

I drew the minecraft parkour boys... but as cats!

I'm not quite satisfied with their designs though, so expect some more concrete designs in the future

Also the only reason Evbo is taller than EMF is because he's god so he got a size boost and star patterns on his fur, his champion form was smaller than EMF and he's rubbing the height difference in his face

Y'all ain't following for this shit but I'm gonna draw him trust 🙏

his name is spinjump

It was my 1 year anniversary on this Tumblr account yesterday. Weird to remember I made this account on my birthday

I just played all of blooming panic and I’m giving Cat a bunch of traits inspired by traits my actual cats have. Some of these my cats don’t do anymore and some are my interpretations of how Xyx/Bloomic server would react to Cat doing these things. Also poly!toastxyx because this is my blog and I get to choose the propaganda.

Also I edited this in the HTML text editor so if the formatting is fucked, blame that.

Watches doorways. If there is an elevated surface near a door Cat will sit there and watch

Cat will also yell at whoever walks in until they give it pets. The likelihood increases if you dare talk to the person in the room before acknowledging it. Will also interrupt your conversation if you don’t move over fast enough and pet it.

Fiends for crinkly things and will stare at you until you let it sniff whatever it is you have (wrapped food most often)

Will bat at/grab the Crinkly for The Crinkle

On that note, uses its paws like hands way more than is probably normal for a cat. Will grab toys from its toy bin with its paws, as well as grabbing the clothes of anyone walking by if it wants them to pet it. Surprisingly good at it too.

Two modes when in “pet mode” :

- I do not care HOW you pet me, I just want YOU to pet me

- I do not care WHO is petting me, just pet me like THIS

Tries to walk off with the string of hoodies/sweats/etc… while you are still wearing them. Will be slightly confused when the string goes taut and it drops it.

Doesn’t care how it is being held as long as it’s supported and upright. Will scream until it is held and will let out a squeak while being picked up.

Drops its toys in any unsupervised coffee cup. Xyx has to keep his coffee in his hand or in his line of sight. Toast usually has coffee at his desk anyways so it's not much of a change. Cat does not like when its toys are soggy. Nobody knows why it does this.

Cat once walked around the house struggling to carry a slipper. Xyx filmed it and sent it in the server to several cheering him on. Cat has gone on to do this with water bottles, with people making bets as to how far Cat will carry it this time.

Goes insane when brushes are involved. Toast bought a pair of brush gloves and ever since they first used them, whenever Cat sees someone taking out the box it follows them around until it’s getting brushed, where it will then flop on the ground and purr loud enough to be heard across the room.

Loves to lay in the bathtub. There have been several moments where someone walked into the bathroom and turned the light on, only to find Cat squinting at the light.

Only sleeps on the bed when it is made.

Sometimes does biscuits with one paw.

One time he escaped the house for hours, only to be found nearby hiding behind the trash. Earlier that week you bought everyone heating pads for their back pain, and when Toast went to lay down on his, Cat had stolen it.

They leave it and decided to play FFXIV, only to be interrupted by Cat meowing at them to turn it back on when it automatically turned off.

When Xyx sent a photo of Cat on the heating pad and detailed its newfound tyranny, the first reply was

Nightowl: It remembered why it stopped being a stray

I think that's it. I'll probably post more headcannons when the brainworms prove too powerful.

I was just reading "A Divorced Crybaby has Moved in Next Door" and I was thinking; what if someone wrote a fic where Reader is married to some big monster hater (who's also cheating on her because people that love to hurt people love to hurt people) and he's super neglectful and the skeleboys are lowkey making her swoon and spending all the time her husband should spend with her. Next door neighbors of course.

Like

Edge and Papyrus cooking for her and letting her cook little meals for them when her hubby is on a weeklong "business trip". (Them all cooking together??? Hello???)

Fell and Mutt unabashedly flirting with her in front of the other skeletons, making her feel attractive and desirable after her husband implies she's "let herself go" after getting married. She shuts their advances down with a simple "I'm married," but never implies she doesn't find them attractive.

Classic and Stretch telling her awful jokes while she's in the backyard, to the chagrin of the other housemates

Blue finds out where she works and escorts her home when work lets off late, lying and saying that her job is on the way to his anyways (It's 30 minutes further from their houses)

Black spending an exorbitant amount on clothes, jewelry, etc. because she's "a work of art and needs to be decorated as such", though the more visibly expensive stuff stays at his house so her husband doesn't catch on.

What if she has kids and sees the Sanses being good with kids??? Seeing Red's soft side with her 5 year old??? Blue making luncks for the kid to take to school??? Black buying them a Switch when he notices their love of Pokémon (Which, much like her clothes, has to stay at his house out of fear of their husband breaking it)???

Also imagine the sheer volume of MILF jokes Mutt and Stretch would make when she's not in the room.

And the angstiest part of them all Her husband finds out about her visits And the next time they see her over the fence

She has a fading bruise on her face and is missing a small chunk of hp.

@yo00ru

Sans and Papyrus meet you, a TA, while picking up Frisk, and Sans suddenly understands the term "Meet-cute" that Alphys had always fawned over. Or was it "love at first sight?" The difference doesn't matter to him. All that matters is watching how your face crinkles as you giggle at a bad pun he made, and how your eyes fly open in shock with the classic "whoopee cushion in the hand" trick.

You spend more time around them and Sans is falling hard. You not only love space too, and love Grillby's (though you have no tab, fortunately for Grillby you were always on top of paying it), but you loved puzzles and were high energy, just like his brother.

The three of you were thick as thieves, with every home cooked meal and every late night on the phone because you couldn't sleep and every interaction making Sans fall even harder for you.

One day, during Frisk's birthday party, Sans overhears you, Alphys, Toriel, and Undyne (can it really be overhear when Undyne is only slightly quieter that Papyrus) talking. Something you said sounded like hot gossip, given the "oohs" coming from the group. Sans shortcuts slightly closer, feigning disinterest as he listens in.

He freezes when Alphys speaks.

"A crush, huh? Who's the lucky guy?"

"Or gal," Toriel interjects.

A crush? On who? His stomach twists at the though of some random guy sidling his way between the two of you and stealing you away.

"Ah, well," you start, sounding bashful. Sans doesn't even need to turn to know you're looking anywhere but at them. "You know him quite well. I'd even say you're friends with him."

Wait, really? Could it be?

"We have a lot in common, and uh..." you rush out the rest, almost too quiet for him to hear, but he was straining to hear you at this point. "He's a skeleton."

Undyne startles him with how loud her "WHAT" is, but Alphys, ever the saint, pulls her down and kisses her cheek. She's gotten bolder since surfacing. Meanwhile, Sans is on cloud nine.

He's good friends with Toriel and Alphys, even though he hasn't spoken to the latter in a while. And your shared love of bad jokes, greasy food, space, and science are definitely not lost on him. It must be him, right? A few minutes pass between you four before you finally give in, promising to confess during the Fall Festival. He's never felt like dressing up before a festival, but now he certainly does.

The festival rolls around, and he's excited. He put more effort that he usually does into his outfit, and even got you your favorite snack from Muffets and some fries from Grillby's. Despite Papyrus' complaints, his sigh was through a smile as your nerves from seeing the both of them dissipated around the sweet and salty foods.

The entire walk through the festival, Sans can't help the nervous excitement flowing through his veins. The question of when floods his system. Will you ask before the fireworks? During? Before you head home? He can't stop picturing each scenario, all of them ending with you leaning forward as you kissed him. He'd drown in your smell if he could.

Papyrus, meanwhile, had been winning carnival game after carnival game, all for the plushies your eyes lingered on for a second too long. He was so cool, Sans thought. It was great that you both got along. You both were discussing a puzzle you had bought for him, and how you had struggled with it for hours while it only took Papyrus a few minutes to solve.

Eventually, the three of you split off right before the fireworks start, and Sans is looking for you. He's finally decided that he should confess to you, before you lose the chance. He got you both caramel apples.

He spots you and Papyrus standing by the lake, sauntering over as he prepares an excuse to get Papyrus away for a few minutes.

Your hand was on Papyrus' upper arm as you told him something, turning away as you finished. He wondered what you told him.

...

Why was Papyrus leaning in so close.

Why weren't you leaning away.

...

Ah.

He stands there as he tells himself that he should be happy. His brother was so cool, and he wanted what was best for both of you. You always had more in common with Papyrus than him anyways. Papyrus would be able to keep up with you in ways Sans never could.

Sans was lazy and he never liked puzzles all that much, preferring the daily crossword over anything else. You went on runs with Papyrus, solved puzzles with him, baked with him, hell, your favorite food was spaghetti, for crying out loud. You two were made for each other.

He should be happy.

...So why was he crying?

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Slapped this together after reading too many angsty romantic poems in one night and needed to get this out. Probably poorly written and for that I am sorry but the brainrot took hold.

But yeah, the idea is that Sans wants you but he loves you and Papyrus too much to even entertain the idea of breaking you two up.

Ok ok ok

Hear me out

One sided/unrequited Sans/Reader

But instead of Sans falling in love with Toriel

It’s Reader falling in love with Papyrus

Ok ok ok

Hear me out

One sided/unrequited Sans/Reader

But instead of Sans falling in love with Toriel

It’s Reader falling in love with Papyrus

Happy (belated) Birthday Leander!

“Waking up to see your face… I couldn’t have asked for a better gift.”

Happy Birthday Leander! ✨

Leander admits with a bashful grin that he spent a small fortune to acquire this portrait. Strangely enough, neither Kuras nor Mhin had to pay anything…

I was reading these like “haha funny” but then I saw the art and I Get it Now.

idk what this game is but i need to do unspeakable things to him

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- Anon Cat :3

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Morally g(r)ay man and the twink he keeps in the basement.

I have a fanfic idea; Imagine if Y/N got turned into a monster like a cat or dog or some other animal. But Y/N is a huge furry, so this is essentially the greatest boon someone could have gotten. Bonus points if the animal Y/N gets turned into is the same species as her fursona and similar colors/ they dye their fur to match.

It could also add a unique spin on the whole "turned into a monster" trope, since then Y/N could use their new monstrous form in furry conventions, photo shoots, etc. They'd probably feel dysmorphia later too, after the "cool new body" phase passed.

This is just a loose idea that's been floating around in my head for a while.

I hope Rufus gets another beer

fun fact: pigs can metabolize alcohol slightly better than humans, and they of course enjoy grains. this means that a pig can drink a beer as a treat. Rufus usually gets one a year, for his birthday. and he won't let the label stop him.

So I'm working on the outline (i'm getting the whole thing outlined before I start writing btw. Part of why idk what to do with DaS is because I have no clue where to take it) and The Divine Inspiration hit me.

I have never had divine inspiration hit that hard, that fast, or that suddenly before. It's like the gods of creativity said "WRITE" and I, a humble pawn, had no other option but to obey. Problem is, it's the last three chapters. I'm still working on 6 and 7 and there's 30 in total. + a possible epilogue. So we're still working through it, but we're working.

In related news, the divine inspiration gave me a theme to focus my story around, so there's that too.

If you get close enough you can hear him purring in that exhale-purr kind of way that leopard purr. Do not mention this to him. He is not above an "accident" befalling you.

Narilamb prompt: The Lamb knits Narinder an oversized sweater out of their wool that he doesn't really need, but loves anyway (cause it smells like The Lamb)

This is great since I absolutely hc that Narinder can’t stand the cold (being a jungle cat) so this is immediately canon in my story now.

I just noticed that the cat's paw color depends on who you're booping, so…

Also I'm booping anyone who reblogs this

(I will boop everyone who reblogs this post, for the record 💖)

reblog only if you’ve received less than 1000 boops! we can all get each other to “max”

idk if Tumblr will keep the boops going after today, but through the power of discord emoji, you can boop your friends in a server. or idk, paste them in someone's askbox.

if you're ok with an incessant amount of boops reblog this so I can get those other 2 badges <3

You can only reblog this today.

I'm looking at an old abandoned outline for a fic I made almost half a year ago and I'm just like "Damn I cooked here".

Given that I'm in a creative rut regard DaS, I feel like abandoning that fic for the time being is fine since the best I would be able to put out right now is a half baked chapter and a lot of resentment towards my fic.

All this to say I'm starting a new fic in an undisclosed amount of time.

i updated it due to current happenings

edit: FUCKING REBLOG IT. LIKES DONT MEAN SHIT!

Right, considering the current state of corporate politics on this site, and that it seems that only those affected seem to be actively speaking on the matter, it is up to I, the only fucking cishet on tumblr, to drag this out to a wider audience.

REBLOG IF YOUR ACCOUNT IS A TRANSFEM SAFE SPACE.

We need to show these higher ups how much we truly value them.