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horror's eye narrowed reading what dust showed him on the screen.""they should all kiss?" is this some kinda joke, duststain?" he scoffed in disdain, tucking his hands into his pockets.

dust shook his head, a sarcastic roll of his eye lights accompanying it, "no, it's not a joke, crackhead. do you actually think i'd make some fake account just to message myself creepy shit like this? that's killer's style of joke."

the aforementioned skeleton blinked with his stupid fucking giant bug eyes when the attention shifted towards him. a tilt of his head was all the response dust and horror got.

"what? i didn't do anything."

"tch, yeah right," horror's typical snark spat, "you're always doin' something for something new."

no response but another blink from killer. sighs were shared between dust and horror, the latter leaned on the former's shoulder as dust blocked the sender and closed out of the message. white eye lights glanced up from beneath his hood when dust saw killer's shoes appear in front of him, and then killer's face too. there was no time to even look up before killer pulled him in for a kiss.

it was short and sweet, a little taste of affection that dust had grown very fond of. the only sign that killer had been even remotely near dust's face after pulling away was the purple on his cheekbones and a small droplet of determination staining the dusted bone. still, the small grin that dust wore showed his appreciation more than anything (the guy was a sucker for soft affection.)

horror yucked away the second killer made contact with dust. the disgusted skeleton stood off to the side, a grimace on his face at the vile sight of gentle, cutesy bullshit. killer and dust could be so gross sometimes... but he wasn't spared from a harsh yank at the collar and prolongued eye contact with the stupid fucking giant bug eyes,

"eh- hey! back off!!" horror's hand remained the only thing separating him and killer from touching. the poker face didn't budge at the blockade. killer just used his other hand.

horror tried to wriggle away, to dust's amusement, but it was of no use, "no- no!! killer-!"

in contrast to dust, horror's unfortunate encounter with killer was unsparingly rough. killer's tight grip, a bite on his bottom lip, and the bitter flavor of determination on his tongue left horror reeling when they pulled back. he stared death into killer's blank face and attempted to splice dust with some bones (the prick dodged, of course) for just how hard he was laughing.

"haha! come on horror, what's with the hand on your face? can't bear to be seen embarrassed?" dust taunted, teleporting to the side from another set of sharp bones. horror whipped his head away. he tried to rub the red flush off his cheeks, but the stupid magic wouldn't budge!! damn him and his stupid new eating habits that actually made his magic work again!

killer watched everything. dust's light laughter, horror's adorable fluster... something in killer's soul really liked seeing it.

these moments are nice... better than all the crimes and fighting.

please, you're just oh-so boring, sansy~ there's fun in this and that! hmm, didn't that message say "they" should kiss?

oh. right. "they" should kiss.

well, that only meant one thing. killer took a handful of matted fur and hooked a finger into ragged fabric. the click of bone against bone was almost as loud as dust and horror's shock when they were also now kissing. or something like it, it wasn't a very proper kiss. more like a child pressing his dolls into each other, muttering "mwah, mwah, mwah..."

horror pulled away from dust, "killer, stop saying that shit??"

"he's like a weird fan. next thing he's gonna say is that we're his "OTP" or whatever that means..." mumbled dust, who recomposed himself after the whole ordeal.

"... a fan has to please his fellow fans." killer looked to the side, staring at... something?? horror and dust didn't know. he was so weird with his meta-awareness bullshit.

Gouache➖BAD GUYS

''gouache'' is my own interpretation of some things, this means that the things under the "gouache" tag are my own alternatives with headcannons (without attributing authorship! Gouache versions are just an AU for original things.)

Yes, he definitely trying to keep others happy and fed, at his own expense. He gives up his food and he cracks jokes, regardless of his state.

But….after the destruction of the core, he changed. This need to please others became less about being nice in these trying times at his own expense, and more to shape how he’s perceived and for respect.

This is when I feel ‘self-conscious’ describes him more. “Self-conscious emotions are those affected by how we see ourselves and how we think others perceive us.” (self-conscious emotions - written by Ana Gotter).

In my analysis, I stated Horror ‘He had a need to keep up some type of persona or reputation’. Gonna go into that like with bare minimum effort😔

Just know that I only got one source for this, and if I ever come back to this….it will definitely be thoroughly researched.

responding to embarrassment with anger and hostility:

avoiding social experiences:

Not that I can think of at the moment.

placing blame on others for one's mistakes:

Like I said, I can see this, but I can’t think of any good examples.

feeling responsible for wrongs made against yourself:

We do see Sans blame himself for a lot of things. None that are really wrongs to him though. But we should take note that is is WELL AWARE of his wrongs. He definitely has a root of why he would be self conscious.

having low self-esteem:

It might be obvious by the previous picture he has low self esteem. He a negative view on HIS ideas.

Here to add this on anyways. Expression of being worthless. He doesn’t see how others don’t see what HE sees. A worthless lunatic.

experiencing agitation, anxiety, depression, or nervousness:

I honestly believe he experienced all of these. Constant hand tapping, always sweating)probably out of stress), and irritable. All can be contributed to these issues. He also shown to be way more irritable and hostile than he used to be.

Sans shows pretty clear signs of depressed. He expresses being hopeless. He literally says “you don't know what it takes for me to wake up in the morning”. He’s even stated to be depressed by Alphys herself. (How does she know that fam…I always wondered that. It seems like she’s the only one that knows as well. Considering how Sans has some insane smiling depression going on, those mofos must’ve bed. Like this 🤞for him to tell her)

(bed rotted- just like me fr….🫩)

So why does this matter? Because I think his self consciousness can play a role in why he starves himself. I also just really like to yap about this behavior of his.

Here’s the OG analysis:

The one singular article I used: