#ut!papyrus

Im back again and begging for more, any chance i could get more crush/pining boys? This time with UT Papyrus and Sans and MT Sans and Papyrus? 🥺🙏

I just loved the ones you did before honestly so im yearning for more fluff ♥️

Of course! I'm so happy you enjoyed the first one! I liked that one a lot too. I hope you're having a wonderful day and that this brings a little bit of extra joy to you! ~Maggie

UT!Sans (Classic)-

Sans isn’t one to crush very easily. He just doesn't feel like he's the kind of guy to find love. It feels like it's not in the cards for him. He had a moment with Toriel, but it never became anything. Besides, he's got Paps to look after. Most girls aren't interested in a guy with a brother attached, besides the fact he's a monster, messy, and generally kinda depressed. Which is why you start out as friends. Or, more accurately, you start out as Papy’s friend.

One day, Papyrus comes barreling into the apartment the brothers share, and starts chattering to Sans about the human he just met at the grocery store.

“SANS! I HAVE RETURNED FROM SHOPPING! YOU'LL NEVER GUESS WHAT HAPPENED.” The taller skell was practically vibrating as he put away the groceries. “A HUMAN APPROACHED ME AND ASKED ME IF I WAS SOME KIND OF SUPER HERO. ME, SANS! THEY SAID I LOOKED COOL IN MY BATTLE ARMOR!” At this point he picked up Sans under his armpits and swung him around in pure excitement.

“AFTER I EXPLAINED MY BATTLE ARMOR TO THEM, THEY ASKED IF WE COULD HANG OUT SOMETIME. THE GREAT AND POPULAR PAPYRUS HAS A NEW HUMAN FRIEND!!”

“whoa, paps, im super excited for you, but are you sure you should give them your phone number so soon? you don't know if they're a good person from one interaction.” Sans' smile was tense at the thought of some human trying to scam his brother.

“OH, BUT BROTHER, THE HUMAN GAVE ME THEIRS FIRST, AND YOU'D JUST HAVE TO MEET THEM, THEY ARE THE SWEETEST! WELL, OTHER THAN THE PUN THEY SAID…” Papyrus slumped slightly at the mention of puns and placed Sans back on solid ground.

“puns?” Sans quirked a brow and relaxed a little. If they liked puns, they must be a human of taste. Besides, Paps, for all his eccentricities, is a pretty great judge of character.

“YES, THOUGH I REFUSE TO REPEAT IT. IF YOU WISH TO HEAR IT YOU'LL JUST HAVE TO COME WITH ME TO MEET THEM SATURDAY.” He crossed his arms playfully, and peaked at Sans with one eye.

“alright, alright, i'll come along. where were you going to meet up anyways?” If Papyrus was meeting up with this human, he was going to make sure they were as nice as Paps thought.

“EEEEEH!” The taller skell squealed. “PERFECT, THEY SUGGESTED WE MEET AT THE BUTTERFLY PAVILLION, THEY SAID IT WAS THE PRETTIEST PLACE TO VISIT IN THE AREA!” Paps pulled out his phone to purchase the tickets.

It was Saturday, the brothers pulled up to the pavilion and out front was you. You had dressed for the occasion, with a floral outfit and butterfly hair clips. You waved at Papyrus as he drove by to park and waited for the boys to approach you.

“Papyrus, you didn't tell me you had such a cool car! That thing is amazing. The red is such a cool color.” Papyrus beamed with pride under your praising words. “And you must be Sans! It's such a pleasure to meet you. Papyrus tells me how wonderful you are all the time.” You reach out your hand to shake his.

*ppppppblblblblblththth…” Goes the whoopie cushion in Sans’ palm. You look at it, and up at his smile, a little wider than a moment ago, then up to Papyrus, who looks horrified.

“SANS! HOW DARE YOU PULL SUCH A JAPE ON MY-” He is cut off by you busting a gut.

“Holy crap! I didn't even know they made them that small, that's one way to break the ice.” You manage to say between bouts of giggles.

“i don't know about breaking ice, but wind you've got an opportunity, you can't let it breeze right past you.” Sans says with an almost too over the top wink. And then something beautiful happens.

*snort*

You laugh so hard you actually snort. It's horrifically embarrassing, but you can't help but laugh with your whole body. The sound of it escaping you actually makes you clap a hand over your mouth.

It's like music to Sans ears. He already loves making people laugh, but a snort is like a personal gift to him, and yours was straight up adorable. He wants to hear it again.

“OH NO…” This was also the moment Papyrus realized he'd made a terrible mistake letting you two meet.

Eventually, you calm down, the three of you head inside, and it is beautiful. There are dozens of bug exhibits all over the place, from stick bugs to hissing beetles. Sans made puns all the way, trying his best to make you snort again to little success.

One area was set up to let guests hold a tarantula. Both brothers had seen Muffet's spiders so they were unafraid to hold it, but the human needed Sans to hold her other hand while Papyrus took a picture of it in their hand. It did something funny to Sans soul.

The last exhibit was the butterfly room, it was by far the prettiest part. It was a large domed room with exotic plants all over and a path winding around large plant beds and even a small artificial river. Hundreds of butterflies, of dozens of different species. fluttered in the air and rested on flowers. It was like a mini rainforest.

The boys were honestly in shock. They had seen maybe 3 butterflies since coming to the surface, but this was something else.

“So boys, what do you think?” You ask, turning to look at their faces.

“HUMAN! THIS IS AMAZING! I SAY THIS COMING FROM THE UNDERGROUND, BUT THIS IS THE MOST MAGICAL THING THE GREAT PAPYRUS HAS EVER SEEN!” Papy was struggling to not chase every butterfly that fluttered past, practically jumping in excitement.

“this is beautiful…” Sans says as he plops himself down on a bench near the entrance, as the butterflies danced around him. You come to join him as Papyrus walks the winding pathway around the room.

“Is it really that magical to you guys? I'll admit it is pretty, but there must have been some beautiful places in the underground, right?” You look at Sans awestruck face quizzically.

“i mean we had glowing flowers and caves with glowing rocks that looked kinda like stars, but it's nothing compared to this.” Sans motioned to the room before him.

“Are you kidding? That sounds beautiful, maybe you can take me sometime. I stalag-mite enjoy that a lot!” You attempt to wink the same way Sans had earlier, gaining a laugh from him.

“heh, well bud, it takes a flower or two of walking to get there. And yeah, us undergrounders are pretty down to earth, we just know you can't take anything for granite.” Sans would have kept going l, but you gave him his prize.

*snort*

When he looks up at you, to see you laugh something shifts. He sees you, surrounded by beams of light from the leaves of plants, smile wide on your face as you laugh, and butterflies are perched on your head and shoulder. You look like a fairy in a dream. And Sans is doomed. He doesn't seem any different, but he knows he's crushing hard now. Eventually, your day of fun comes to a close, you part ways, but not before you give your number to Sans.

Over the next few months, you and Sans became a lot closer. You were still close friends with Papyrus, but you and Sans humors just clicked. Memes were traded, long winding conversations happened, Sans started confiding in you and you in him. He honestly started texting and talking with you more than Papy. It was also driving Sans insane. He was slowly driving himself crazy with thoughts about you. Constantly thinking about his next bid to make you laugh, about if this thing he was doing would be more fun with you here, and just thinking about how beautiful you looked that day in the sunlight.

Sans told himself he was content with just your friendship. That you were his best friend, and that's all he needed, but it was a lie. Luckily for him, you didn't feel the need to lie to yourself.

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Sans had noticed a shift in your relationship with him. The change was small, almost invisible, but it was messing with his head. It started with you sending more hearts in your texts. Just a few more, but they were like mini jumpstart to Sans soul whenever they popped up. It was only so noticeable because Sans (embarrassingly) would look through your older texts when you were busy or went to bed early. He told himself he was over analyzing.

Next, was how you began to touch him more. His arm when you were laughing together, the way you pressed against him during movie nights, saying he was more comfortable than the pillows. How you fell asleep on his shoulder on the way back from visiting the caverns in Waterfall like you wanted. It was like a constant chipping at Sans sanity. He wanted to reciprocate, to hold your hand, to kiss your head on his shoulder, but it felt too good to be true. It was like the universe hadn't hurt him enough in the underground and now was taunting him with the perfect partner, right in arms reach. So he did what Sans does best when he's cornered, he dodged.

It almost felt worse about avoiding you than he did having you by his side, but when he buried his head in his jobs, it helped keep his mind off you. You tried to call and text, but the calls went to voicemail, and the texts were left on read. When Papyrus tried to get involved, Sans started avoiding him as much as he could as well. This song and dance lasted about two weeks, until one night.

Sans popped into his room long after midnight, not entering through the front door, just in case Paps was still up. He was about to flop on his bed, exhausted, when he saw you sitting in the middle of it, glaring daggers into him.

“Well hello there, about time you got home.” You ask with a cold, sarcastic tone. “Didn't think I'd need to go as far as picking your bedroom lock in order to just see you.” Sans didn't know what to say. He didn't want to tell you to leave. It felt too far, like actively severing your friendship instead of letting it just fade.

“why are you…?” Sans finally managed to mumble out.

“I'm here to figure out why my best friend suddenly hates me!” You bark out.

“i don't hate-”

“Oh yeah? Then how come you won't answer my calls or texts? Why is it that when Paps asks about what's wrong you go silent? You avoid me at every turn and try to shut me out, what else am I supposed to think?” The volume of your voice slowly creeping up as you go on.

“I'm here to shoot my last shot, Sans. I want to give you one last chance to tell me whats going on with you. If you really don't want to be friends anymore then fine, I'll back off so you and Papyrus can at least have your relationship back, but I at least deserve something after all this time.” Your face was contorted in a scowl, anger and sadness mixed. Sans looked down and hesitated. He could tell you he didn't like you, let you go back to your life and him back to his. Maybe you'd have to interact when the whole group got together, but it would be easier if he knew you hated him. Could he really let you go, though? His thoughts were interrupted by the sound of a sniffle. His head shot up to see you crying and it shattered his soul. He had never seen that before. You were always so happy, so joyful, full of laughter, and here he was, hurting you to the point of tears. He was about to comfort you, promise you could be friends, best friends, forever and always if it made you stop, but you spoke first.

“So you're gonna stay quiet, huh? Can't even tell me now? What did I do wrong? We were so happy, always laughing, and now you won't even talk to me. I thought you cared! I thought you loved me! I thought I loved you, but clearly I was just being delusional!” You made for the door, but suddenly Sans is in front of you in a split second.

“what did you just say?!” He gripped your arms almost hard enough to bruse them.

“Now you can talk? Let go! I'm done with this!”

“i'm not letting go until you tell me what you just said.”

“Fine! I said I thought you loved me, and I thought I loved you!” You tried to yank your arms away, but Sans just locked his arms around you and pulled you into.

“i love you!” Sans declaration stops you in your tracks, tears streaming down.

“What?” It sounds like a whisper from you.

“i said, i love you! i have for so long. it was an idiot though, i was scared you wouldn't feel the same. i'd lose you, or make you hate me, but i guess i did that anyways. i understand if it's too late, but i can't let you walk out that door without at least trying to explain. Or maybe even… telling you i love you back.” Sans closed his eyes, waiting for you to shove him off or at least hit him, but he felt your hands clench in his coat and pull.

Your lips were so soft. Softer than anything. Sans felt his soul unfurl from the stress he was feeling, and bloom into something hot in his chest. He couldn't help but pull you closer, hugging you tight to him as one hand cupped your head. Then you pulled back. And smacked him upside the head.

“You moron! What couldn't you just tell me you liked me?! I was waiting for you to make some kind of move!” It was a scolding, but one with mirth in its execution.

“ouch, i'm sorry, i'm sorry! i should have, but i was too scared, i'll do anything to make up for it.” Sans barely smiled, happy you were at least not crying anymore, and stars, in love with him.

“I'll forgive you on one condition. Take me on a date, a real one, a ‘we're dating’ kind of date, somewhere nice.” You try to look still mad, but your blush and quirking lip gave you away.

“anything for you.” Sans smiled and pulled your chin till your mouths met again.

UT!Papyrus (Paps) -

This boy is a love at first sight kind of monster. When he first talks to you, he knows instantly you're his special someone. He'll say later that you were his soulmate, and you know what? Maybe you are. You two could end up meeting in dozens of different ways, Paps is just the kind of guy to talk to just about anyone, anywhere. For this one though, I'll say you meet in your apartment complex.

It's not the nicest in town, but with where your job was located, it was a steal. It hadn't been that long since monsters started integrating into society. Over half the tenants of the apartments were monsters. It didn't really bother you since every monster you had come across so far had been almost freakishly friendly. One had even offered you their coat when you mumbled about how cold it was getting. You realized it must just be in their nature.

So, it came to little surprise to you that when you were attempting to move in, all by yourself, someone came to the rescue.

“HELLO HUMAN!” You almost jump out of your skin and have to scramble to keep a moving box in your hands. “AH! HERE, ALLOW, THE GREAT PAPYRUS, TO TAKE THAT.” You see a pair of skeletal arms reach forward and snatch the box out of your hands like it weighed nothing. When you look up and behind yourself you see a towering figure. You almost scream when you see the face of the skull break into the biggest, goofiest grin. It weirdly made your heart skip.

“O-oh, hello. Thank you for catching that. Here I can take it back now.” You put out your arms to take it back. The lanky monster reaches forward, as if to give it back when he really get a look at your face, and pauses. Something in his eyes (eye sockets?) changes. The smile on his face changes, his face gets a dusting of orange, and he straightens his back a little more.

“N-NONSENSE HUMAN, I WILL ASSIST YOU IN YOUR TASK TO THE END! YOU CLEARLY NEED SOME HELP.” He beams at you as he pulls the box back into his arms and goes to pick up more.

“You don't need to do that! I'm sure you must be busy.” You try to keep pace with him as he walks briskly down the hall.

“DON'T WORRY CUTE HUMAN, I HAVE NOWHERE I'D RATHER BE, YOU ARE MOVING IN AT 303 CORRECT? YOU WILL BE MY AND MY BROTHERS NEIGHBOR, AND AS YOU HUMANS SAY WHAT ARE NEIGHBORS FOR?” It is easy to see he isn't going to let you struggle by yourself.

With Papyrus’ help you manage to turn an all day move-in into a 2 hour relocation. All the while you two go back and forth exchanging stories and laughing. It almost feels like meeting an old friend. He insists on coming over to check on your progress unpacking tomorrow, to see how it looks all set up. Monsters really must be the sweetest creatures in existence.

It doesn't stop there though. It seems like you run into Paps on a day to day basis. He always greets you like you're his favorite person though you try not to let it get to your head. Besides, his brother must be his favorite person, though you think he might hate you. Sans seems to have some kind of vendetta against you the first two months. Never being blatantly cruel, but just being kinda back handed with you. It eventually tones down to just pranks at your expense, that Papy scolds him for, but it's still better.

Papyrus is also eager to have you meet all his friends. He seems to preen at their quick acceptance of you. They are more like a family, but they take you in almost immediately. You also try Papyrus’ cooking at his insistence. It almost breaks your heart when you tell him its bad and he makes a face. You just couldn't bring yourself to lie to your friend. It only takes him a minute to bounce back though, and then he's begging you to show him how to cook. It became a little tradition for you to go to the skeleton brother home once a week and teach Papyrus how to cook. He really wasn't that bad, but learning it was Undyne who taught him made a looooot of it makes sense. Eventually, he became even better than you and started really honing his craft. It seemed like he had some kind of mission.

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It had been a long week for you. Work was hell, making you feel strung out and exhausted. You were just happy to get home. When you opened the door, you suddenly got a whiff of something lovely. The apartment was lit up with candles and in the dim light you saw a table set up for two people.

“AH, MY HUMAN, YOU'RE BACK!” You see Papyrus round the corner from the kitchen, apron on with a very nice sweater on over a button up. Curating a new wardrobe had been something you had been helping him with.

“What's all this about?” You say as you gesture to your apartment.

“I SIMPLY WISHED TO SHOW YOU MY PROGRESS IN COOKING AND HAVE A QUESTION TO ASK AFTER DINNER.” He smiled at you, but you saw him worry the edge of his apron between his fingers, like he does when he's nervous. “COME, SIT, I'LL HAVE IT OUT IN JUST A SECOND.” You take a seat and as he promised, he brought out food. It started with a sour dough crostini with fig jam, prosciutto, burratta, and honey. He sat and took a few bites with you as you told him about your day.

After you finished that, he went and came back with a small bowl of ginger carrot soup with cream and scallion oil on top, garnished with crisp green pumpkin seeds. It felt like a warm, deep, hug and almost had you tearing up. When you sighed in happiness, you saw Papyrus light up across the table.

Finally, he brought out the last dish, chili braised short ribs with sautéed boc chop on a bed of cheesy polenta.

“Holy cow Papy, how long did this all take you?” You stared at the beautiful plate he set in front of you. It honestly felt like you were under dressed in your work clothes, to eat something so nice.

“IT TOOK A LONG TIME TO PERFECT IT, BUT I WANTED TO SHOW YOU HOW GREATFUL I AM TO YOU FOR YOUR FRIENDSHIP AND THANK YOU FOR REINTRODUCING ME TO COOKING! NOW TRY IT, I'M SO EXCITED TO SEE WHAT YOU THINK.” Papyrus face had that lovely orange glow to it again, but you looked back to the plate and dug in. It was perfection. You really do shed a few tears this time. After your long day it was like coming home to nirvana. You had to stop yourself from licking the plate.

“Okay Papy, you've really outdone yourself, I don't think I have the words in my vocabulary to express how good that was. I'm so proud of how far you've come, honestly I just taught you the basics, this is something else.” Your skeleton friend looked like he was about to explode in pure happiness under your praise. “Now then, its been bothering me since you said it, what are you so nervous to tell me that you had to butter me up with the best dinner ever?” You cock your head at him as his expression drops just a little.

“OH, RIGHT…” He looks to the side awkwardly. “ I HAVE A QUESTION FOR YOU. IT IS A VERY SERIOUS QUESTION, ONE I DON'T WANT YOU TO FEEL PRESSURE TO ANSWER WITH A YES. I WILL ALWAYS BE YOUR BEST FRIEND, NO MATTER WHAT, BUT I UNDERSTAND IF YOU'LL FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE STAYING MY FRIEND.” You saw him almost crumple in on himself a little as he spoke.

“Whoa, whoa! Papy what could possibly make me not want to be your friend, come on, you're my favorite guy!” It only takes you a second to round the table and take up his hands in yours. “Ask me the question, I promise it'll be okay.” Paps eyes look at you in shock before he squeezes your hands and takes a deep breath. In the quietest voice you've ever heard from him you hear.

“Will you be my partner?” It startles you so much you flinch.

“What? Me? You want to, with me?” Is all you can manage to jumble out.

“YES! I LOVE YOU MY HUMAN, I WANT TO BE YOUR BOYFRIEND. DO YOU… FEEL THE SAME? I SEE YOU LOOK AT ME SOMETIMES AND IT FEELS LIKE HOW I THINK I LOOK WHEN I FEEL I LOVE YOU.” Paps hands are shaking under yours.

“You like me like that? You want to be with me? I thought you were just nice like other monsters.” Paps shakes his head at you.

“WE MONSTERS ARE NICE, BUT I WANT TO BE MORE THAN JUST NICE, I WANT TO BE THE SOURCE OF YOUR HAPPINESS, I WANT TO BE YOUR EVERYTHING. YOU STILL HAVEN’T ANSWERED ME HUMAN, WOULD YOU WISH TO BE MY DATE MATE?” He looked at you through pleading eyes, now slightly wet at the corners.

“Y-yes, yes I do Papy, I want to be yours, I was worried you were only being nice to me, that you wouldn't feel the same.” You pull him into a hug, his skull on your chest.

“REALLY? TRUELY?! OH HUMAN, MY HUMAN, MY LOVE, YES!” You feel him scoop you up and spin you almost dangerously close to the sealing. When he puts you down he takes your head in his hands, looking you in the eyes. His eye lights are hearts.

“HUMAN, MAY I KISS YOU?” He askes, while his eye lights flick down to your mouth.

What better way for @floo-after-dark celebrate Valentines, other than looking back at a photo of their happy wedding with their loved one Papyrus!

Seems like @floofanflurr and him was very estatic!

Featuring the Undertale Brothers (1k words) This is my first time writing something like this, though I do hope I get to write more in the future. I am still working out my "voice" in my writing so if these feels somewhat stiff, I apologize. Feel free to request any of the others I have listed in my pinned post or read through the prompt documents I have attached for inspiration.

Anyway

This isn't even lore accurate

What did the French skeletons say to greet each other?

So, everyone should know about 'Papyrus's battle body', it's something I've been pointing aggressively at for years to point out that his brother is a liar-

Contradicting what he says, during the hang out, Papyrus specifies that he wears his special clothes underneath his 'REGULAR CLOTHES'.

Then the interview came out and it turns out I was wrong.. Papyrus's battle body is indeed....

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....HANG ON A SECOND.

What the interview confirms is that Papyrus does indeed have a battle body, but what's also been confirmed is that it's not his clothes. But there's also an important question to factor in: Does what his brother say, have any merit? Was this 'battle body' made a few weeks ago for a party?

I've mentioned this before but it's very important for this theory, there's a post on the Undertale tumblr that relates to this:

"not everyone is as tough as my brother." - immediately starts talking about Shyren for some reason. "they say those without blame should cast the first stone." (Is this implying something happened to Papyrus that someone could be blamed for?)

Anyway, Shyren's form in battle is made of 2 different monsters, the body is 'Shyren's agent'.

Papyrus loses his head when killed, and his body dusts, then his head. They both have different dust patterns.

"Papyrus's body and head have different dust patterns because it's his battle body but not his battle head" - @fluo-skeletons

If I can make an assumption from the Undertale changelog, dust patterns are changed for each individual monster. There was some extensive research done before I found this, including checking dust pattern related to monster size, HP, EXP, G, and none of them seemed to line up.. Was this patch note intentional for these connections to be made?

(Image cropped and modified for ease of reading, this is on the fandom wiki)

What I'm saying is that Papyrus's entire body was made, and he didn't always look how we see him in the game. But this leads to one of the biggest mysteries of Papyrus, what or who is he?

There's not a character that's canonically been shattered to pieces that speaks just like he does, there is never any implication he can read wingdings either so ignore that

He can walk/run through the air, he acknowledges things that implies he knows he's in a game, and how games themselves function. He's implied the ability to use a save file, he can use blasters, his bedroom is silent. It's implied he's been inside the true lab, or at least Alphys's lab. He's implied that he can see from your perspective (NOT FRISK'S, YOURS.), the annoying dog annoys him the most, he can change game UI and take over the whole screen.

Who else has done that?