#snaere

fingers spin through hair like threads,     trailing     through     hair     and     playing     absent     -     mindedly     with     long     ,     static     -     kissed     locks     .     he     likes     this     .     the     sensation     of     pulling     tangles     and     snarls     from     her     head     ,     alike     the     way     he     pulls     all     those     fancy     notions     from     her     mind     with     toy     -     maker’s     hands     ,     the     kind     that     tear     worlds     apart     alike     he     does     her     hair     ,     in     such     easy     ,     thorough     motions     ,     dragging     through     until     they     break     .

     it     must     be     painful     .     good     .

          (     tugging     until     they     fall     apart     .     strings     between     joints     .     )

     touching     her     is     not     painful     ,     so     error     does     everything     in     his     power     to     make     it     so     .     down     to     the     way     he     chokes     out     her     little     throat     for     the     give     and     take     of     holding     her     hand     ,     to     the     way     when     he     SMILES     ,     quietly     proud     as     she     picks     herself     up     when     he’s     tossed     her     across     the     way     .     it’s     …     exactly     that     .     a     give     and     take     .

     a     give     and     take     ,     as     they     sit     here     ,     a     doll     in     her     lap     as     she     sits     on     the     ground     by     his     feet     ,     and     bones     trail     carefully     ,     absently     alike     in     a     motion     he     does     not     recognize     through     her     hair     ,     a     forgotten     tune     rolling     in     the     broken     filters     of     his     ribcage     ,     unbeknownst     to     him     .

     his     soul     is     constantly     at     war     with     itself     in     how     he     loves     her     ,     and     how     he     can     not     stand     her     .

     glitch     speaks     .     skeleton     ,     oh     destroyer     with     rotten     bones     and     broken     heart     ,     pauses     in     his     ministrations     .

     ❛     *     you’re     right     ,     ❜     murmured     as     fingers     continue     ,     this     time     purposefully     ,     down     head     ,     ❛     *     i     am     .     ❜

     and     down     they     go     ,     until     they     settle     .     curled     loosely     around     the     back     of     a     nape     .     he     speaks     so     coldly     ,     it     burns     in     place     a     heart     should     be     .

     fingers     tighten     .

     ❛     *     remember     little     snare     ,     i     am     the     only     one     who     would     ever     care     for     you     .     ❜

      he     lets     go     and     continues     his     work     ,     dutifully     pulling     her     curls     apart     ,     little     tune     lost     .

Stonework Headcanons- Accepting!

Rosy Touch: How do they show affection nonverbally? Are they likely to show affection with their words as well?

Undyne is loud and proud about affection, both verbally and nonverbally. It varies on the type of relationship and the type of person, but in general one can expect big hugs that sweep them off their feet, gentle bullying (’NOOGIE THE SKELETON’), and loud proclamations of how much she adores you.

And, unless she’s specifically asked not to, she will do it in public.

A matter of fact, she’s actually more quiet & subtle about her affection private than in public... not that she won’t still scream compliments at you, but she’ll just do that less and just be softer about it more.

Opal Sky: Do they tend to get lost in their own thoughts/daydreams?

new ask game send me a 🌻 and ill just tell you whatever the fuck i want