(Sage's Son Au)

9 days before sonic prime season 2

(I hope they kiss)

I'm dumdum head forgot my phone on the bus so now I kinda lost everything =']

- if you’re not gay/trans or if you’re fem aligned, you don’t have the right to talk over people’s discomfort when you guys write fem readers and pairing them with GAY CHARACTERS. because at that point, your opinion became invalid within a matter of seconds.

Part 2 to Scares And A Sudden Friendship! - Reader goes by They/Them as always. - Bravery soul! 🧡 - Content Warning: Swearing - Horror goes by Sans because this is a Horrortale exclusive timeline. - Recommended to have context from the previous oneshot for this one! - posting while it's raining..hopefully it goes through-

You enter your apartment, tossing your costume aside the moment you enter your room and changing into some comfy pajamas. Looking through some albums, you put one of your favorite CDs into a small radio and let the music play in the background.

..You're not happy. But you also had a lot of fun with..what was his name again?

You hold up your phone, looking at the newly added contact.

'sans' is what it reads. Right, "Sans". Sans the skeleton. The skeleton who helped you scare the shit out of your shitty boyfriend..priceless.

Your thoughts are interrupted by a reply from your soon-to-be-ex. With a deep breath, you look at his message.

[him] (what do u wanna talk abt)>

[you] (you)>

[him] (tf did i do)>

There's a long conversation between you..his messages making you angrier and angrier until you abruptly break up with him, blocking him immediately after.

You don't realize you're crying until you see your teardrops hit the phone, hurriedly wiping them off to avoid possible water damage. You glare at your ex's name. FUCK him. And all of his friends he'd rather spend time with.

You let out a sigh. This might be the worst Halloween you've ever had..

You hear a ding from your phone, looking back down to see a new message, tapping it.

[sans] (heya)> (get home safe?)>

You can't help but smile a little, leaning back and replying.

[you] (yup)> (just dumped him, feelin like shit)>

[sans] (well we all gotta feel like shit at some point)> (its a part of life)>

[you] (thats true)

He sends you some random memes he had saved in his phone from someone he knows, letting you get some laughs.

[you] (so are we still up for getting coffee tomorrow??)>

[sans] (yeah if you wanna)>

[you] (hell yeah i wanna)> (this'll be fun)> (i wanna know more about you mr. skeleton)>

[sans] (mr. skeleton? cmon you can make a better nickname than that)>

[you] (gotta get to know you better first!)>

[sans] (fair enough)> (it's pretty lafe you should be going to sleep rn)> (*late)> (big hands)>

You let out a snicker.

[you] (yeah but i don't really wanna sleep)>

[sans] (if you sleep now you can wake up on time to go get coffee tomorrow)>

[you] (hmmm)> (fair enough- wait what time should we go? and the place??)>

[sans] (i usually wake up late so how does 12 sound? we can just go to that little coffee shop around the corner from the haunted house)>

[you] (perfect i'll see you then :])>

You pass out cold the moment your head hits your pillow, exhausted from the night's events.

Morning soon arrives, the sun rising as you do. You bury your face in your pillow before your alarm abruptly goes off, forgetting why you set it and frowning. ..Before you suddenly remember, jumping up in a tired daze. You rub the sleepiness away from your eyes with your hands, standing up and going to make some of your favorite breakfast.

Your morning routine goes as it usually does, you then approach your closet to figure out just what to wear. It should be something casual, yet warm..you look through your selection, picking out something that feels perfect, looking in a mirror and making sure nothing is out of place.

TIme to go! You rush outside, grabbing your bag on the way out and holding up your phone.

[you] (omw!)>

[sans] ( 👍)>

A cold breeze blows through the air, moving your clothes a little with it. You come to a stop as you reach the coffee shop, looking around for a particular skeleton and running up to him with a wave.

"Hey, there you are! Sorry if I'm late." You smile sheepishly, resting your arms at your sides. The skeleton simply sends a smile your way, shoving his hands in his now clean jacket's pockets.

"nah, you're early. i just got here myself." He shrugs a little.

"Sweet, looks like we're right on time then, huh?" You smile, holding open the door for him. He promptly replies with a "thanks", before walking in and holding the door so it doesn't shut on you.

You both walk over to one of the booths in the back at Sans' suggestion, sitting by the window across from one another. The sounds of cups clinking and very few people talking fills the air, a comforting sound. You can faintly smell the coffee beans in the back, taking a deep breath to take in the scent.

Sans taps his fingers against the table in a rhythmic pattern, his bright red eyelight turning from you, to the window, then back to you.

You sit your bag to your left, resting your elbows on the table and putting your head between your hands.

"So, Mr. Sans..consider this an interview of sorts."

"yikes, haven't had one of those in a hot minute." He puts his other arm's elbow on the table, resting his cheekbone in his palm to somewhat match you. "shoot."

"Alright- first off...why a haunted house?" You raises a brow, genuinely curious why he chose to work there.

"well, you tend to get used to spookin' people when you're a monster that looks like i do. so, why not take advantage of it? maybe get paid in the process. sounds pretty good to me. plus it can be pretty funny if you catch the right person off guard. just look what happened last night."

"Yeah..people shouldn't judge you based on how you look, though. At least, that's what I think."

"weren't you scared too?" He raises a browbone.

"Well, not as much as I could've been. But I've always been like that. Not a lot of things can scare me. Stumbling across you was more fun than scary. 'What will this actor do?', y'know?"

"huh..interestin'. would've assumed based on, ..well..you know. i tend to come across as big 'n scary."

"Not to me." You smile. His eyelight shrinks a little in its socket, before returning to its usual burning state as he smiles.

"Okay, your turn. You wanna ask me anything?" "why'd you end up with that scaredy cat back there? lemme know if that's too personal. i can change it." "No, it's fine," You sigh, lowering your hands so now your arms are fully on the table. "I dunno. We were fine at first, it seemed like he genuinely liked me back..but then he just grew really distant and ignored me a bunch." "well, it's a good thing you're not stickin' with somebody that's wastin' your time, huh?" "Yeah.."

A waitress walks over cheerfully, asking both of you what kind of coffee you'd like. You order your favorite, Sans shrinks down a little in his seat before replying with "black". She walks off, and he visibly relaxes.

"I'm..guessing you're not much of a people person, huh?"

"absolutely not. at least when i'm actin' i don't have to worry about talkin'. i just.. chase."

"I get that. I'm not the best with people myself. ..That's something we have in common." You smile.

"i guess it is, huh?"

A moment passes of comfortable silence between you. The waitress returns with your cups, sitting them down and waving goodbye before walking back over behind the counter.

"So..you have any family here?"

That question piques his interest, a fond smile crossing his face.

"yeah..my brother, papyrus. we're livin' together up here. he's a lot more..energetic than i am. kinda loud since his hearin's not all there. i think he'd like you."

"Really?"

"he's the kind of guy to wanna make friends with everybody, no matter who it is. he always.. sees the good in people." He looks down at the table, his smile still ever present. You can't help but smile too, about the fond way he speaks of him. They must be very close..you'd like to meet Papyrus sometime, if given the chance.

Maybe..

"You think I could meet him sometime? I-If that's too forward, I totally understand, of cour-" "..yeah. i'm sure he'd like to meet a new pal." "A..new pal?"

He nods. Your smile shifts into a grin.

"I'd absolutely like to be pals." "then i guess what's what we are, huh?" "Yeah..I like the sound of that."

The two of you finish off your drinks while you shoot more questions back and forth then exit the coffee shop, bidding each other goodbye. You can't help but feel a little pep in your step as you make your way back home, sitting on your couch and watching one of your favorite childhood movies.

Part 3 coming soon! Gotta love multi-parters-

Horror Sans x Reader

A Kitten for your troubles?

Contains:

Fluff

Kittens

You loved your job. Ever since you were little, there was barely anything else you loved more than helping and caring for animals. That’s what landed you a solid job here, in the shelter.

Even though saying goodbye to some of the animals when others came to adopt them was difficult, you were still happy to see them go to a hopefully-good family.

You’d been tending to one of the rather touch-starved kittens when he’d walked in. A skeleton monster, tall and broad, with a gaping hole in his skull.

… Monsters had come up from the underground a little under four years ago, and it took 80% of that time to actually get them accepted into society– considering what they’d had to do.

You didn’t feel disgusted by them or anything– it was just unusual for them to be outside of Upper Ebott.

You watched curiously as other employees showed him around. It wasn’t hard to tell he was feeling awkward– perhaps a tad anxious– as he looked at everything he could.

The kitten on your lap began to make you into her personal pincushion as she lovingly dug her claws into you.

You smiled at her, gently patting her head. Her tabby fur was sleek underneath your hand as she looked up to you with her one good eye. This was by far your favourite kitten– having picked her off the streets and been put in charge of nursing her back to health. The skittish thing she used to be was gone, replaced by a loving, adventurous little gremlin.

“It’s alright, sir.” You glanced up when you heard one of your colleagues attempting to comfort the skeleton from before, “ol’ Barkley here is naturally really wary.”

… The skeleton had a downcast look on his face, but reluctantly nodded. You were immediately reminded of a kicked puppy.

You assumed that’s what prompted your body to move before you had thought about it, scooping the kitten up in your hands.

She purred, simply blinking at you.

Your colleague left, which was when you approached the skeleton.

“Heya, sir.” You smiled, stepping into his line of sight. His large, red eyelight landed on you and the black dot in the centre contracted in surprise.

“Kitten for your troubles?” You asked, unintimidated by the way he just seemed to stare at your face. As if he was taking in everything you were and trying to make sense of it before he looked down at the kitten.

“... you… sure…?”

Oh boy that’s a fuckin’ attractive voice rightthere–

You internally slapped yourself, deciding to ignore just how nice his voice sounded. Deep– like bass deep– with a slight gravelly-ness to it that sounded as if it had been gained rather than natural.

“Mhm!” You nodded, tilting your head at him as you gently held out the kitten. She looked up at him before meowing, shifting her head so that she could see him better.

He seemed to hesitate, one of his hands locked in the fur lining of his hood, before he carefully scooped the kitten out of your hands.

… You almost laughed at the comical difference– how she managed to look so much smaller in his hands. Hell, they were probably big enough to cover up the entirety of the front of your face.

“You can pat her, y’know,” You commented softly, watching his face carefully. You searched for any kind of hints that he didn’t like this or he was uncomfortable, which you found none of.

He slowly shifted his thumb to rub under her chin. Almost immediately, her engine-like purr started up and she nuzzled against him.

You had a front row seat to the look of pure awe that came over his face. His grin, once almost in a frown, picked back up again. His sockets squinted as he let out the cutest, “eheheh.”

It took a long while of just comfy silence where he slowly got bolder with patting the kitten before he slowly looked up to you again.

“what’s your… name…?” He asked slowly, as if he was struggling to put his thoughts into words, “‘m… sans.”

“It’s nice to meet you, Sans.” Your smile became a few degrees warmer as you held eye-contact with him before giving him your name.

He quietly repeated it back to you and you nodded.

“... ‘s a nice name.”

“Thank you.” A pause, then, “are you planning to adopt the kitten? She’s been needing a good home for a while now.”

Sans nodded slowly but eagerly, cupping the kitten in his hand. He kept his very sharp distals away from her, though. Heh, he was almost handling her like she was a very delicate china tea cup.

“Awesome. Now, if you could follow me over here…”

You didn’t even notice the small amount of dusky blue that had formed on his cheekbones as you took him through the process of adopting the kitten.

It was safe to say that wasn’t your last interaction.

saw you request an ask from @theogclownboy for an aftonsparv related adopt.,.,, hey check my also aftonsparv themed adopt from @theogclownboy. they are friends

I cant believe i didnt saw it before but they are so cute!

Its 2 am for me rn but when i wake up i'll try to draw them together if thats okay with you ? ^^

Oh boy i love them so much, i sure hope nothing bad happens to them!

Please listen carefully Please listen carefully🙏 I need you to read this..🥹

On the seventh of October I am teacher Mahmoud Atta. I work as a teacher teaching secondary school students.

On October 7th, I was getting ready to go to school. On October 7th, while I was getting ready to go to school, my life was completely turned upside down. Israel declared war on Gaza. After that, they announced their entry into the roads and cities and forced us to leave the city from Khan Yunis to Rafah

.

We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. We passed through a road called the Road of Death. Tanks were everywhere. Bullets were raining down. If you survived, your brother would not.

We've all seen the end of the world movies on the big screen. We have all seen end of the world movies on cinema screens, but what we saw was real and not imaginary. I wish it was imaginary.

We finally arrived in Rafah Finally we arrived in Rafah, the safe city as it is called, but where to go? The sea is behind us, the weather is freezing, and the borders are closed with Egypt on the other side and Israel on the third and fourth sides. I found myself making a tent out of nylon for myself and my family.

No water, no electricity, no food, no place to go to the bathroom, no life. I wish I had died sooner.

We returned after a long time to our city.After a long time, we returned to our city. The first sight was that a giant monster had entered the city and left it in ruins, so much so that I did not recognize my house or my neighborhood. Oh my God, is this Khan Yunis?

fI searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed. I searched to find my home, to find my apartment, which contained my memories and my most beautiful days, destroyed.

Today I stand before you to search for Today I stand in your hands to search for any help to restore myself again thanks to you.. I am waiting for your help

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