*listed top to bottom: science, fell, nightmare, lavender! quick note â the nightmare one came from a submission request!
*also, lavender sans is from the au naturetale! thereâs almost no fanwork for him out there, so i made art of him â iâm actually super fond of lavender!
*thereâs barely any fanart of science sans â you could even exaggerate and say there are only one or two pieces! iâve scrolled through almost every platform and hardly found anything about him, so i had to draw him myself based on those two pieces plus my own ideas...!
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Hello! How would Red(classic/nightmare/any sans) reacts if weâre asking him to cuddle to sleep in bed, and for some back rubs đĽš
Heya! I love this idea!! We all need snuggles from our favorite skellie hubbies <3
also finally a reason to write for nightmare yippieee
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Snugglin' and cuddlin'
RED
He will be a little gremlin about it, all denying and grumpy when you first introduce the idea
He has a reputation to maintain, after all! He's mean and edgy and not a little cuddle bug!
Give it enough time and he will grow soft on it though. Having you in his arms might not be that bad after all. He's the big spoon. No questions asked.
The first time you actually cuddle he will be all stiff, like someone just told him he'll die in a week's time. He doesn't know what to do, what to say, how to be soft without immediately being indignant about it.
Snuggle closer to him, show him how you want him to hold you, readjust his hands anytime they wander off of you and he will learn
Whenever you ask for back rubs he'll scoff and tell you to not push your luck
'Scratch ya back? Don' expect me to go soft on ya, darlin''
He will, of course, fulfill your every demand - if you want him to rub your back softer or lighter, remain on a certain spot - he's yours to guide. He will be infinitely bitchy about it, though. All grumpy and begrudging, when in truth he's never felt more at peace.
On good days he might even initiate some cuddles of his own. Wordlessly. He'll just pick you up/embrace you and drag you to the bed with him. Don't you dare tease him or he might change his mind with a scarlet blush spread across his cheeks.
Whenever you intent to fall asleep cuddling with him, he will also stroke your hair. Whenever you take a little longer to fall asleep, you might notice that he leaves a somewhat tender kiss on your temple and mumbles something of a 'g'night m'love' before drifting off himself.
CLASSIC
Hello? Why are you standing there even asking, and not already in his arms??
He's a certified couch potato, telling him to cuddle with you makes his week. His month. His whole life. Taking naps alone sucks in comparison to the ones he has with you <3
He will always invitingly pat the space next to him whenever you enter a room. His first and foremost thought is always the next cuddle session. When there is no space he will be beckoning you into his lap instead. If there's a will, there's a way.
Of course he will give you back rubs if you ask for them. They will be half hearted unless you chastise him. He's just so relaxed he cannot pay half a mind to how lightly his hand truly moves across you. He might actually flinch at times to keep himself awake and not snooze off. Yes, he drools in his sleep.
He will prepare a whole nest in his bedroom that has the sole purpose of being a cuddle space. He will stack blanket upon blanket upon blanket in a swarm of pillows just so you feel invited to just lay down and canoodle him.
Not the best at letting cuddles last long in the sense that he falls asleep. Mostly even earlier than you. Double that if you rub your hand along his spine, too
It happened more than once that papyrus walked in on you cuddling and you had to explain that sans just fell asleep on you, to please be quit, his soul sounds like it's snoring. He's just a chubby sweetheart lazing at his heart's content in your arms
It truly is an endearing sight so papyrus will let the laziness slide.
If you're already on the surface, cuddle sessions will mostly be mixed with movie marathons! Documentaries, horror, romance, thrillers, whatever you're into. He'll doze off either way
The morning you wake up in his arms he will always pretend to still be asleep just so you stay in his arms longer. Cut him some slack. Being loved is exhausting.
NIGHTMARE
You want to cuddle him. Nightmare. King of negativity. monster with gloopy acid-like substance dripping from his every limb. Embodiment of negativity and disdain, feares across the multiverse. Sure, if it makes you happy
He is not in the habit of denying you anything. The closer you two are the handsier he is with his tentacles all over you either way - cuddling and snuggling is just a more passive way of expressing that you're clearly and utterly his. He's possessive.
You will cuddle in his chambers. No questions asked. He has a king sized bed with the most luxurious furs and quilts. You will not be needing of anything while he has you embraced in his slimy goop.
When cuddling with nightmare, he is very peculiar about your positions. He will always wrap his arms around your middle, your waist, any place adjacent to it, while his tentacles rest nestled by your thighs, your hair, your hips. You will not be held by his arms alone but all he has to offer. Legs nestled together in a way that tell you that he decides whenever this cuddling situation is over.
He does enjoy being the big spoon, but he enjoys it even more if you straight up lay on top of him with your stomach meeting his. Perfect position to have your back scratched, rubbed, massaged to your heart's content. Just nestled your head in the crook of his neck and let him pamper you
He will always be begrudging about doing anything remotely close to cuddling in public, though. He does not enjoy his image being tainted.
Catch him in private and he just cannot resist the look you give him. He's the guardian of negativity, not a soulless being incapable of being swooned by your cuteness.
You will be the end of him. When you wake up after falling asleep in his arms he will already be in the kitchen preparing breakfast for when you wake up.
A/N: Kinktober Day Six! Walked in on & mutual masturbation babyyyy, actually went with an AMAB reader for this one, mainly to spice it up and try my hand at it.
Lemme know how I did, dicks are hard to write (pun intended), gender neutral per usual. Dom Red my beloved
"Come on....come on...." you mumble, legs spread, laid back on your bed and your hand rapidly stroking like there was no tomorrow. You weren't usually big on self pleasure, at least....not like this. You didn't want up with a desperate need to cum like your dick was going to explode otherwise.
Your body woke up and chose "horny" today it seems
Your member twitches and suddenly your pace increases, you're getting close. And you close your eyes feeling that pressure build in your core and then-
"hey y/n, you got-"
The noise you let out took Red more off guard than you pleasuring yourself. You yelped, desperately shifting onto your side to attempt to conceal yourself. You'd think his sudden arrival and your embarrassment would at least make you flaccid but the stubborn thing remained hard.
"Do you mind!?"
"not very well-"
"Who the hell doesn't knock!?"
"who the hell doesn't lock the door!?"
"Oh my stars- GET OUT!"
"i need something." You hear your bedroom door closed, at least your dignity couldn't fall further. You shuffle, looking at him though still attempting to keep your bottom half somewhat concealed. No easy task given it was as hard as it was when you first woke up. It seems to actually throb with Red's presence in the room.
God fucking damn- what was with you today? Well, you can figure out why Red being here made you more horny, but you were more so curious why your sex drive chose violence this morning.
"'sides, you were doin' it wrong." he said bluntly, roaming through your room for....whatever he needed. Strangely casual about this. Both a blessing and a curse. "which is impressive, i thought everyone with a dick knew how to rub one off."
"Shut up!" You huffed, not having much of a better retort. "I was doing just fine until you showed up."
"uh huh." his voice oozes sarcasm and smugness, "you're gonna leave blisters if you keep rubbin' it like that."
You just glare. Hating every second of your life at the moment.
"want me to show ya?"
"You're not touching me, pervert." You reply, not actually minding that right now but pride was a powerful thing.
"didn't say anything about touchin'," he steps forward toward the bed, cupping his crotch through his gym shorts. "just showin'."
You raise an eyebrow. The silence lingers. A bulge forming through his pants that most certainly wasn't there before. His own arousal growing at the situation, your dick twitches at the idea and you sigh.
"Fine, just don't be weird about it."
"cross 'm heart darlin'." he nearly purrs, true to his word and as shameless as usually he pulls his shorts down. His cock sprining free. It's about what you expected, bright, red, made of magic...the size is bigger that you thought it would be. But still. "who's the pervert now?"
"Ha ha ha," you reply dryly. Not having much of a good retort for that.
"turn around properly hun, do it with me."
You hesitate.
"i already seen it, if that's what yer' worried about. and it ain't like you're small-"
"That's not the issue! It's just! Fine!" Your pride keeps taking more and more blows, you never felt more bashful in your life. Slowly you sit up and look at him, your cock exposed in all its hard...needy glory. He is bigger, albeit not by that much- though that had never been the issue to begin with. Your ego wasn't that fragile.
However...this entire thing feels strangely intimate. Not just in a horny way but in a personal way.
"there we go." A rumble erupts from his chest, much like a pleased tiger who just caught his prey. "now....do exactly as i do." his boney hand wraps around his cock, then starts to move up and down.
You follow. He sets the pace far slower than you had, frustration grows at the far more relaxed pace but you don't complain. Simply following instructions, it throbs in your hand.
"now ain't that better? you gotta work it up though-" he chuckles a bit, "you're already leaking."
You shudder, a small pearl of precum falls from your tip and it twitches at Reds words.
"cute."
Curse him and his stupid mouth. How dare he be so good at this.
"watch me," you do. He seems far more controlled than you, then again you've been hard far longer. He rubs his thumb over the head of his cock, then returns to stroking himself. You can figure out what he wants you do, you gather the white fluid then use it as a type of lube.
It feels....good. You moan.
He chuckles again.
"What's so funny?" Neither of you stop, Red doesn't come to touch you but he does near closer. The heat between you two growing.
"yer' face....its cute." he huffs, smirking like a maniac. Though something tender and intense in his gaze, "can i cum on it? or on ya? how we endin' this dance?"
He knows you won't last much longer, and honestly you get the feeling he won't either. He's not quite as bad as you but his pace seems to subconsciously increase, patience growing thin.
"Can I...cum on you?" You raspe out, struggling to keep yourself ever remotely composed.
"on this jacket? i don't think so sweetheart," he chuckles, "lean back for me."
You don't know where this is going, but you don't have it in you to question him. Your back hits the plushness of your bed, your hand still working. Almost instinctively in synch with his own hand working on himself.
"fuck, you're hot." He huffs out, he doesn't touch you (which you're really starting to regret saying that), but you feel a dip in the bed. He looms over you, the way he looks at you seems to smark a fire in your gut. "ya close?"
"Yeah...."
"me too..."
"T-Together?"
"right behind ya."
A high pitched yelp comes out of you, followed by a low rumble. You both pop off at the same time. You register a hot liquid staining your cock and your thighs, you look down to see yourself soaked in a mix of his semen and your own. He's the same way, admittedly not as bad as you though. You can't help but admire how your white cum looks oddly pretty on his red cock.
"want another lesson?" he asks, visibly panting. That's when you realize.
Tags: Undertale aupril 2026, Red has unstable magic and fatigue, Reader helps their Husband out on his bad days.
Favourite typo: shale, aline
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You slowly wake up, the room was dark and quiet. You roll over but you donât find your husband beside you. Huh. . Strange, Red never gets up before you. He hates mornings more than Garfield hates Mondays. Slowly getting up and stretching, you get out of bed and open up the curtains.
The light shines in through the window, hitting your face and blinding you temporarily. Reeling back, you look around the room. Your husbandâs nowhere to be found. Sighing you go about your morning routine. There must be a logical explanation to why heâs not here, maybe his brother called? Maybe heâs getting you a surprise? Who knows, youâd find out once the time was right.
Walking out into the hallway you stopped when you found Red on the floor. Shaking. You tentatively walk over to him, slowly. . Before remembering he doesnât like the quiet and being jumpscared so you quickly clear your throat. âRed dear? You alright?â
Itâs quiet. . You donât get a response, trying again you shake him gently. âBabe, sleeping on the floor isnât like you, whats up?â Red groans, shifting a little.
âH. . Help. . .â Red lifts his head to look up at you before dropping his head, closing his eyes and going silent. Laying limply on the ground.
âBabe?! Hey, hey! Stay awake. What do you need help with? Are you-â you realize something. âAre you having one of your flair ups?â You ask softly, less panicked this time.
Unstable magic came with consequenceâs and Red was no exception to that rule. After his magic broke due to mental instability, Red started experiencing energy shifts. Even after he started healing emotionally, the physical problems remained. Red would sometime enter periods of fatigue. That could last up to 2-5 days. In it he had trouble moving, and speaking.
Some fatigue shifts were lighter and some more extreme. Sometimes he couldnât move at all cause he was so sluggish, and other times he could get up and still go to work despite the exhaustion. Today seemed an extreme day.
Picking up your husband, you carried him up into your arms, and onto the bed in your shared room. Gently placing him down onto the comfortable sheets, you tuck him in and kiss him on the head.
You knew he didnât like being alone when he was like this, so you sat beside him in bed, and pulled out a book, rubbing his arms you started reading to him in a soft tone. Red made a little hum noise, happy you were here with him.
Eventually you paused. âDonât worry about work love, iâll call in sick for us okay? Just go to sleep, youâll be okay.â
Red smiled wide, visibly relaxing into the bed more. He felt so groggy and tired. . It was hard for him to think straight, it wasnât long after you started reading again that he fell asleep.
Once you were sure your husband was asleep, you got out of the bed, and walked down to the kitchen. There you started making breakfast, eggs, bacon, some toast, and you grabbed him a small chunk of one of his chocolate bars.
Carrying it all back upstairs, you open the door slowly with your elbow. Red was still sleeping, hunched up in the blankets, so you walked over and lay his food on the beside table.
Slowly you pull out your phone and call his work, you let him know he was having a medical episode and couldnât come in for an unknown amount of time, and youâd let them know when heâs feeling better.
Calling your work you told them you had to take care of a sick family member and didnât know when youâd be back in. Before ending the call abruptly so they couldnât complain and taking your attention back to your sleeping husband.
Running a hand along his shoulder, you thought about how this happened to him in the first place. His magic had broken from a traumatic incident where he almost died and watched his brother get literally scarred for life. What a horribly thing that happened to him. . You were glad he chose you as his partner, you would make sure nothing like that ever happened to him again.
Red jolted awake, groaning in agony from a horrific dream and his sluggish body not particularly liking his little jumpiness. You keep rubbing his shoulder. âHey itâs okay, Iâm right here love, it was just a bad dream. .â Red let out a sigh, relaxing slowly into your touch.
âYou think you can handle eating something baby?â You ask soft and sweetly, not pushing, just gentle. Red opened an eye at you and groaned again, you giggle a bit an idea coming to your mind. âI could feed you if youâd like?â
You werenât expecting Red to agree. âSureee. . .â But he did anyways. He must really be hungry then, normally he wouldnât like the help. . Picking red up into a seated position and leaning him against you, grabbing the plate of food, you offer him a bite.
He takes it slowly, chewing with as much energy as a sleepy koala, in the afternoon sun. When he finished you offer him another bite, smiling at how cute he looks, but you donât dare to say it out loud. Cherishing this moment in your mind forever you two continue to go back and forth like this, It takes awhile, but eventually he finished half the meal.
When you go to offer him another bite he simply refuses to take it. His eyes closed and his breathing slow. . Gently laying your husband back onto the bed, you tuck him back in with a kiss, he hums happily and quickly drifts back off to sleep.
You finish off the rest of the food, take the plates back to the kitchen where you do the dishes and clean the kitchen, while youâre there you clean the living room too. Once youâre done however you crawl back into bed with your darling dear.
You cuddle up to Red, thanking the universe for giving you such an amazingly cute husband, and drift off to sleep, hoping he feels better tomorrow.
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Hope you enjoyed! I head canon red to get fatigue episodes and occasionally pain with them to, does this count as disability? Im not sure.
Hope you enjoyed if you do i have more in my masterpost
Hi can we have a Bad sanses trying to raise kid Y/N
bad sanses (Nightmare, Dust, Fell, Horror, Error, and fellswap ((raspberry)) trying to raise Child!Reader
a/n: including a character I donât normally write for (Raspberry) just for this one-shot because I donât have to focus on him. his personality is difficult for me to write (and I canât tell the difference between fellswap and swapfell)
also I wrote y/n about 10 years old.
this also⌠slightly diverges from canon. Iâm kidding itâs super uncanon but this is fanfiction and I can do what I want :)
(tw for death threats, mentions of child death, swearing)
Ink and Dream made a decision to put Nightmare and his lackeys into. . . A rehabilitation, of sorts. Something to force them to be good, and learn responsibility.
They decided to do that by giving them a child.
Ink had saved them from Errorâs path of destruction a while back before their truce, and could never find a permanent home for them. Up until now, that is.
the only time any of them had killed children was when they were killing massive amounts of people. They never went out of their way to kill a child, not even Fell or Nightmare.
so, this was probably a solid plan!
âabsolutely not,â Nightmare had said. âNo. Itâs not happening! Donât you give me that look, Dream, it wonât happen. Are you trying to get that kid killed? Come on.â
âitâs a necessary evil,â Ink chimed in. âTo⌠unevil your evil, I guess.â
âbesides, you donât even have a choice. Theyâre already inside!â Dream said.
Nightmare flinched hard as a crash came from somewhere behind him, inside his castle, followed by incoherent swearing, probably from Fell, judging by the Brooklyn accent.
he looked, and saw nothing. It mustâve been in another roomâŚ
âIâll talk to you later about this. I have to find out what the hell just happened.â
he turned away and slammed the door with his tentacles, while Ink and Dream created a portal to return home. They had no intentions of waiting for Nightmare to come back, because they knew what happened: Y/N.
Nightmare stormed through the castle, his pace quick as he tried to figure out what the hell just happened.
Nightmare entered his throne room to see, to his horror, that it had been turned over and there was a child atop it, while Horror, Fell, and Raspberry surrounded them in an attempt to get them off. Without hurting them, that is.
the child turned, and when they saw him, they immediately slid off the turned-over throne and began walking towards him.
âI'm guessing youâre Nightmare. Uncle Dream told me about you. Iâm y/n!â The child stuck out their hand, supposedly for a handshake.
âuh⌠huh,â Nightmare ignored their attempt at politeness, desperate to get this kid out of his castle. It was probably futile, though. Ink would come up with some sort of plan to outsmart him and bring the child back. âOkay. Go over there, or something. I donât really care. Fell, Horror, Raspberry, get your asses over here!â
everyoneâs eyelights snapped to Nightmare. Even Fellâs, even though he appeared to have fallen asleep. The child returned to their original position on top of Nightmareâs throne, and he noticed that they had a suitcase with them, that they pulled a notebook and colored pencils out of. courtesy of Ink? probably.
meanwhile, the Sanses that were in the room gathered around Nightmare.
âwhy in gods name is there a CHILD in our castle?â Raspberry questioned.
âDream and Ink said we needed ârehabilitatingâ to âunevil our evilâ, whatever the hell that means,â Nightmare said.
âheh, they can have fun tryinâ,â Fell said. Nightmare nodded.
âbut we need something to do with this child. i doubt my brother will be keen on taking them back so soon,â he said.
âwe could-â Horror began.
âNO!â the other three snapped in unison. Nightmare pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration.
âwe are not making them into a head dog, Horror. the idea is out of the question,â his tone was slightly calmer this time. Horrorâs face sank and he stepped back, slightly behind the others. the child, unbeknownst to Raspberry, Horror and Fell, but visible to Nightmare (as he was facing them) was clearly very sad about the way Horror was being treated. they silently vowed to advocate for him, to make sure he was being treated with proper respect.
âso, what exactly are we planninâ on doinâ?â Fell asked.
âi suppose we will have to care for them until we can find a more permanent solution. we cannot simply drop them into some universe; there would be too many questions. we do not have any proper identification for them or anything else of the sort. when asked where they came from, what would they say? that the Star Sanses have been raising them since Error destroyed their universe? nobody would believe them.â
âwith all due respect, Nightmare,â Raspberry said. âthat is exactly why itâs a perfect plan. we wouldnât have to do anything. they could either lie and say they didnât know, or they could tell the truth and just be seen as a child with an overactive imagination.â
âperhaps, but the risk is simply too great. besides, Blueberry is very active in the âpolicingâ of universes. he would likely be aware of it before we could even leave the universe we drop them into.â
âso, we ainât got another choice?â Fell asked. âwe gotta keep em?â
âyes, Fell. iâm afraid we do,â said Nightmare. Raspberry groaned.
*~*
there was a shriek. Error burst into the throne room a few moments later.
âwhy is there a KID in the hallway?â he half yelled. Nightmare chuckled.
âAww, are you afraid of a child?â he teased. Error growled, and Nightmare sighed, his face changing from amusement to annoyance. "go tell them to go back to their room. escort them yourself if they cannot find it again."
"but that doesn't explain why they're here." the glitching in his voice, not very prevalent at first, became more noticeable as he got angrier.
Nightmare explained the situation as Error got tenser and tenser. he knew Dream and Ink were extreme, but come on, they know that everyone in this castle has killed before with no remorse, right? That any one of them could kill that child with no hesitation? Error had bickered with Nightmare in an attempt to find some logical reason as to why they should send y/n back, but Nightmare shut each argument down.
both skeleton's voices were beginning to rise when Horror broke into the room. "what do you feed a human?" his voice was calm, in stark contrast to how frantically he slammed the door and how he was out of breath, as though he was running to get an answer, and the emotion on his face matched his name.
Nightmare needed the day off. he thought. honestly, the things he has to deal with! he groaned. "a fucking burger or something. i don't know! i'm not a damn expert on humans!" Horror nodded and left, closing the doors behind him.
"as i was saying-" Nightmare was interrupted again by Horror slamming open the doors again.
"what do humans drink?" Horror asked. Nightmare rolled his eyes.
"water, you imbecile, water! now don't interrupt me again!" Nightmare yelled. Horror nodded his head and left again. Nightmare turned his head back to Error. "we are not getting rid of the human. this is final."
Error lowered his fine. "as you wish," he said as he left the throne room Nightmare sighed. what was he supposed to do?
*~*
"c'mon, kid, come here! you look like free xp," Dust said. the human knew what 'xp' meant.
"hey, what the hell are ya thinkin'? the boss'll turn you into xp if you hurt that kid!" Fell says from behind Dust.
dust turned to face Fell. "you're kidding me, right? you're trying to tell me that he wants a human kid around?"
"no, i'm not kiddin'." Fell sighs. "Dream 'n Ink dropped 'em off this mornin'. somethin' about 'teaching us to be good'. i think it's a whole lotta bull, but the boss doesn't want 'em harmed."
Dust rolled his eye sockets, and turned back to the kid. âalright, iâll spare ya for now, but if you act up i wonât be so merciful. got it?â
âgot it,â the kid said. surprisingly, they werenât afraid of Dust⌠or at least they were good at hiding it if they were.
Dust went to his room. Fell turned to leave, too, but stopped to say, âhey, donât worry about him. he wouldnât dare go against the bossâs orders. youâll be safe here, okay? so long as you donât fuck up too bad.â his tone was filled with a surprising amount of kindness and empathy. the child nodded.
âi know. Uncle Dream and Uncle Ink told me before they dropped me off,â they said.
Fell nodded. âyou probably oughta go to your room now, before you piss somebody off. but before you do that, iâve got a couple words of advice.â
the kids eyes focused on him as they listened.
âwhen Horror has his axe, donât go anywhere near him. donât even let him see you. and if Dust is talking to himself, heâs actually talking to his brother. whether his brother is a spirit that only he can see or a hallucination isnât entirely clear. and donât touch Error, he wonât hesitate to kill you. but out of everybody here, Raspberry has the worst temper. best to stay on his good side. got it?â
âyep! thanks!â
Fell nodded again. âiâll see ya tomorrow.â
then he left.
*~*
why the hell was Nightmare yelling? y/n listened in to the conversation going on in the throne room. they couldnât make out exact words, but Nightmare was yelling, presumable at Horror.
âhey!â they burst in the room, Nightmare, Horror, and Raspberryâs eyes snapped to them. âleave him alone! if you have a problem, TALK IT OUT! yelling doesnât solve any problems.â
Nightmare sat stunned for a moment. his expression turned angry, but he refrained from doing anything. however, his tone was aggressive when he said, âdo not EVER interrupt me again, do you understand me? do not burst into my throne room, and do not speak to me in such a disrespectful manner.â
y/n stood their ground, keeping their head held high with confidence and determination.
âdonât talk to him like that, and we wonât have a problem.â
Nightmare appeared to get angrier, before calming again. âyou have confidence. i like that.â
y/n looked past Nightmare to see Raspberry appearing not to care, and Horror, who had a grateful expression.
âi stand up for whatâs right,â they said.
âthat, however, wonât fly here. now get out!â
y/n nodded and left the throne room, but they stood outside and listened. Nightmares tone was calmer, although still muffled through the door.
they had already started to make a difference here.
how long would it take to fix the gang? who knows.
but they were patient.
they would bring the light into this dark castle.
(sorry this is just a bunch of scenes thrown together lol. i might write more for this later, just to show the skellies character development. i love you all and im sorry this took so long to release)
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hey, do you have any tsundere fells sans/reader fics without any harem? I've been struggling to find some for a while now
Howdy, thanks for asking! Here are some fics that might fit what you're looking for!
The Skeleton Games by poetax (Mature, Incomplete)
The barrier of underfell is broken. It's been a month, and monsters are finally allowed to move into the city. You're staying in a small cheap apartment waiting for your newest property to finish, when you get a rude noisy neighbor. Does he really have to play his music so loudly. It's not even good music. You're sick of this. You're not listening to him stomping around, yelling or⌠playing video games. Oh wait, you know that video game . Time to put special plan "get back at your jerk neighbor" into action. Just because your a vampire and stay up all night, doesn't mean he can be a jerk.
A story about developing friendship, good laughs, and teaching Sans the meaning of friendship and love, when all he's known is the horrible world of Underfell.
Secretly Yours by Melda_Burke (Explicit, Incomplete)
Red gets you as a roommate for his wallet's convenience and ends up liking you a bit too much. One day, you're late coming home from work, so he decides to search your room for clues as to why. What he finds catapults you both into an awkward, tsundere dance around emotions.
Sweet Treat by Inkyfalls (Teen And Up, Incomplete)
You're a vampire. An old, old vampire who's been alive for hundreds of years. You've watched the world evolve. You've learned just about everything you possibly can, taking up hobbies or interests along the way to pass the time.
Baking is your main hobby though. You enjoy the smell of freshly baked goods and enjoy the smiles they bring to others. You also just enjoy the process of it all, even if you can't eat any if it yourself, you still enjoy baking nonetheless.
And during the late hours, they're a perfect lure for your weekly feedings. Inviting a curious customer into your kitchen to test a new flavor of frosting You're trying out is perfect. They fall for it every time and you have no trouble at all. They even get sent off with a free batch of cookies once you're done!
Nothing has changed in the last few years, until a few months ago when you heard wind of Monsters coming up from underground. So they weren't just fairy tails? They weren't just lies parents told their kids to make them behave? They were real? And they're in your town??
Well. This will be interesting.
(Inspired by Poetax's 'The Skeleton Games')
A Wanted Man by Melda_Burke (Explicit, Incomplete)
Life in your little town was peaceful until the day you decided to sneak out to pick prickly pears. Instead, you found an entirely different kind of cactus in your secret spot, and now that prickly, grumpy monster owes you his life. These days, he's sleeping in the barn, taking care of the horses, and working his way deeper into your heart with all the stabby, bloody finesse of a porcupine quill.
~It's high noon here in the tumble-down town of Ebotton, and Red's got a few scores to settle. Don't forget to bring your Colt .44 magnums and cowboy hats everybody, 'cuz there's gonna be blood... and you really don't want it to be yours.~
To Strike The Match by Fand0m_Qu33n (Mature, Incomplete)
burnt out
sick of the recurring timelineâŚ
everything is starting to break him down little by littleâŚday after day
drink after drinkâŚ
he needed something different
a smoke would be good⌠just needed aâŚlight?
rule after rule you'd follow
the older you had gotten the more there were.
but you had been fine with itâŚright?