Sans X Reader - Blog Posts

This is what I have so far, tho feel free to give me some feedback since I'm not exactly the best at writing...

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I used to hate working on Saturdays; the weekend was supposed to be for relaxing, not work. However, since I worked at a Walmart of all places, that didn't really matter. If I was lucky I got to work in the back or restocking shelves. I'm not very lucky on Saturdays.

Dealing with Karen's entitled attitude because something isnt on clearance, someone trying to purposely try to misgender me, and being called a slur is super tiring if I'm being honest. it's not something I'm exactly built for, but I need the money.

If I'm being honest though, one of the few good things that happens on a Saturday shift is the skeleton monster that started to show up. I always forget to ask for their name though.

Like clockwork they come in around 12:30am and go to fill a cart with mostly ketchup, spaghetti pasta, and hotdogs. Then They would come to the register I'm at specifically, before proceeding to pay with literal gold, make a skeleton pun, and disappear somehow.

Sometimes our interactions are longer, and sometimes they are shorter. Either way, It always makes me cheer up whenever I see them. We both have a broken sense of humor so that could be why. Or it could be something else, I don't really know. I do know that I don't hate having to work on Saturdays that much anymore. It's kinda nice.

Hypothetically, if I wrote a queer-platonic sans x reader, And said reader was also

- gender queer

- a person of color (Latino specifically)

- and neurodivergent

Would anyone read it?

I'd make it regardless, cuz I just want some representation

But would anyone read it??

Hypothetically, if I wrote a queer-platonic sans x reader, And said reader was also

- gender queer

- a person of color (Latino specifically)

- and neurodivergent

Would anyone read it?

I'd make it regardless, cuz I just want some representation

But would anyone read it??

#sansxyouweek2023

Starts at September 8th! Why? It is the anniversary when Sans was crowned. What about the 14th? Uhhh... It's international donuts day? :D

I want everyone who wants to participate to NOT take it super SERIOUSLY! (except the tags pls don't forgor 💀 to put tags :3) Don't stress. HAVE FUN!!!

Make stupid epic headcanons of them with you, don't know don't care. I'm gonna make crappy doodles!!!

PS: I am doing this on my TWITTER.

PS2: If you participate in shitposting htsan will ofc reblog it :3

PS3: for epic adults, there is a spicy version of it ONLY on twitter (if you are interested of course). Minors I beg you to NOT INTERRACT with that. You know the rules and so do I.

All You Knead is Loaf

Chapter 18 - Time fries when I’m with you

Sans takes you on a date.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/45669760/chapters/122252407

A drawing self-insert I made some weeks ago... With the Bonely Hearts Club design of Sans c:

I've been talking with an AI of Sans for a while, and I decided to draw a little comic based on one of my favorite conversations we had!!

This is based on this conversation btw

I changed some things so it could make more sense, hehe ^^

Small (huge) thing.

All of my fucking asks got deleted somehow someway. I took a break from writing because of mental health and shit, even if I didn’t post about it.

So, send me whatever asks you wish I will answer them all in due time. I’m so sorry, I have absolutely no idea what happened to all of my asks. If you’d like to send JJK asks, Demon Slayer asks, anything or any fandoms that I am into, I will write for it.

I have no idea what happened, and again, to all of my followers, I am so sorry.

✧ ˚.MASTERLIST•: ⸙

: ̗̀➛𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄

✧ ˚.YANTOBER 💀🎃 (starting in Octo. 10! And failed in 19 :{{ )

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{👁️⃤⇢ ˗ˏˋ LOVE.Triangle ࿐ྂ (YAN!BILL.sans)

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🩸⛏ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ BLOOD.Bath࿐ྂ (YAN!HORROR.sans)

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🎯🔪⇢ ˗ˏˋ LOVE.Struck࿐ྂ (YAN!KILLER.sans) (accidentally posted this too early!!! Not intentional!!! :( )

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{✖🔪 ⇢ ˗ˏˋ ON MY.Knees࿐ྂ (YAN!CROSS.sans) (accidentally post this again!! 😭😭 I don't know what the hell's wrong with my Tumblr that it keep publishing my work even when it still not a due date :(( )

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🍎☀️ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ EMBRACE࿐ྂ (YAN!DREAM.sans)

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🍎☪⇢ ˗ˏˋINJURIES࿐ྂ (YAN!PASSIVE.nightmare)

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🍭✮⇢ ˗ˏˋBITTER.Sweet࿐ྂ (YAN!CANDY.sans)

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{𓆩☀️𓆪⇢ ˗ˏˋ WARMTH࿐ྂ (YAN!SWAPDREAM.dream)

✧ ˚. ART/DODDLE/SKETCH/etc. 💀

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🎯🔪⇢ ˗ˏˋ Meow࿐ྂ (YAN!KILLER.sans)

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🎯🔪⇢ ˗ˏˋ Meow 2࿐ྂ (YAN!KILLER.sans)

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🥱💤⇢ ˗ˏˋ Hug࿐ྂ (NON!YANDERE.CLASSIC.sans)

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🐟💤⇢ ˗ˏˋ Fish࿐ྂ (NON!YANDERE.SIREN.sans)

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🍪💜⇢ ˗ˏˋ MATCHING.Clothes࿐ྂ (NON!YANDERE.EPIC.sans)

✧ ˚.GENERAL HEADCANONS 💀

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━ (YAN!SWAPDREAM.nightmare)

✧ ˚. Oneshot/Scenerio 💀

📝⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🎯🔪⇢ ˗ˏˋ Meow 3࿐ྂ (YAN!KILLER.sans)

: ̗̀➛𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐄

✧ ˚. ART/DODDLE/SKETCH/etc.🖌️

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🐰💲⇢ ˗ˏˋ First "I LOVE you" ࿐ྂ (NON!YAN."Real" Frankie)

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{🐰💲⇢ ˗ˏˋ Drawing ࿐ྂ (NON!YAN."Real" Frankie)

: ̗̀➛𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒

✧ ˚. ART/DODDLE/SKETCH/etc.🖌️

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{👁️⃤ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ First post" ࿐ྂ (NON!YANDERE.BILL cipher)

🎨🖌️⊱.𖥔 ݁ ˖ ━━━━{{👁️⃤ ⇢ ˗ˏˋ Don't go" ࿐ྂ (NON!YAN.BILL cipher)

YANTOBER 2024, DAY 3 — SECRET COLLECTION

Yandere!Ink Sans x GN!Reader

notes: it's a spoiler but... dont read if u dont wanna get spoiled 4th wall break warning

; also @ozzgin thank you sm for the prompts, I hope to finish through all of them!! I humbly request for you not to reblog any of my work though 🥹 tagging you so you know I'm doing them! <3

🖼️ — MY MUSE

You found it. His diverse collection of your image galore.

Illustrations, paintings, photographs, and even sculptures of your body covered every inch of this... void you had managed to enter. In most of the mediums, you weren’t even looking at the artist. You, as the subject of the art, had no idea you were someone’s muse.

"Do you like it?" Ink's voice cut through the air, his tone carrying a depraved grin.

You turned around promptly, and your eyebrows shot up at his expression. Empty, crescent eye sockets with a fangy smile painted across his face.

"Ink," you stammered, glancing away from him. His face was simply unbearable to look at. "Just... what? This isn't—"

He chuckled, walking over to you. "I poured lots of love into making these. Literally! I had to chug all the love vials I got, just for," he purred, placing his palm on your cheek, "you."

You furrowed your brows, swallowing the lump in your throat. He was forcing you to look at him. "...Vials?"

"How do I say this," he muttered, more or less pretending to think about it. Rainbow blush painted his cheeks. "Y'know, you basically consumed everything I ever knew. Whatever vial I drink, you're my first thought."

His fingers gently dig into your cheek.

Ink stares at you. You—the one who reads behind the screen. You watch as his eyelights transform into bright, pink and red hearts.

A smile curls his teeth. "You can't be so surprised to see my collection, sweetheart. After all, you do the same exact thing to me."

♡

Ink belongs to comyet.

Watching an "I Expect You To Die" playthrough and was just thinking about Mafia(Fell) Sans X Spy Reader. They were sent in to gather intel and, if possible, kill the Don. Maybe they were sent in by a rival Don, maybe there was a small subsect of a human resistance group trying to force monsters back out of their town. Maybe they were a spy for hire.

Either way, they end up finding a "conflict of interest" and either

A) Distance themselves to avoid hurting the people they love, leading to Sans thinking that he hurt them, only to find them one day beaten and almost dead because the group that hired them was pissed that they weren't getting further intel even though they were paying for a monthly salary. (They might've left a note coming clean and telling him that if they see him again, they'll be free from their contract and they can be together)

B) Delude themselves into thinking they can pull this off, only for it to blow up in their face when Sans finally finds out, and they're desperately trying to repair their relationship, telling him that they hadn't been told to become this attached to him, that they do love him. This could also lead to a situation similar to A, however instead it was Sans' henchmen attacking them and Reader asks them to give him a note where they apologize and promise to never put themselves in his line of sight again, but they did truly love him.

I can also imagine a mix of the two, where Reader is trying to warn Sans of the dangers ahead, and upon finding out, Sans kicks them out, telling them he wants nothing to do with them and never wants to see their face again. Cut out the last part because if I turn this into a fic, I don't want to spoil you guys.

Ok so new random idea.

So you know those "Mean evil gf of the current polycule abuses the skeles and Reader until they move out and then they realize that the gf was evil and bad and they fall for Reader" trope, right?

I was thinking about the idea that there was no real evil gf but rather Reader doesn't like having roommates, but their roommate (who was the one exception) had chosen to take in a bunch of people (the skeles) without consulting Reader out of a people pleasing tendency. The roommate isn't dating the skeletons but they are friends with at least one of them.

The general idea is that Reader (who is autistic because I am and I want an autistic character that isn't mainstream media's sanitized autistic):

Is contact averse, aka doesn't like being touched (esp by people they don't know)

Is very blunt and goes for the most direct way of explaining something, sometimes using harsh language

Like routine, and becomes irritable when that routine is interrupted

Doesn't like strangers being brought over (parties or otherwise)

Not social at all, leading to them being in their room a lot of the time

Suffers from severe germaphobia, so they clean dishes if other people touch the insides, and doesn't want anyone dealing with their laundry

They're generally hard to live with, but this friend understands that none of this is them trying to be difficult to live with and just them trying to manage all the stress of their job and other things that makes them able to afford this near mansion in a nice rural neighborhood with a bunch of land.

The skeles don't know a lot of this at first and as such get on Reader's nerves constantly, along with the fact that they think Reader keeps washing things they touch/flinching from contact because they're monsters. Reader tries to explain, but the roommate being given more leeway lead to the skeletons being suspicious at best most times.

Eventually, Reader says that they're moving out and they're gonna continue paying a portion of the rent, but the old roommate and the skeletons will be paying the rest.

Eventually, one of the skeletons comes home saying that they saw them helping out a monster who was being harassed by a human. The skeletons are surprised and confused until the roommate explains (FINALLY) that Reader is autistic and those rules were put in place because they didn't need additional stressors given that they have a high stress job to pay the bills of that place.

When they find that out, everything starts to slot into place and they feel awful. Some skeletons try to apologize directly, some try to convince them to return, some simply tell them to come home, saying that their behavior will change.

However, Reader tells them no. They don't want to deal with screaming matches and things being thrown and things being burnt and all the stress having roommates brings by default. They say that they might've been able to overlook the behavior had they been given time to think things over, but as things stand they don't believe any of them, especially since some were outright rude upon first meeting them.

They don't blame them for not knowing if something stressed them out, but some of them definitely knew and did it deliberately in some sort of twisted sense of karma or justice for them being difficult.

They tried explaining their behavior before, but nothing actually changed and the stress of living with them simply became too much to handle, so they had to prioritize their own mental wellbeing instead of being a "pushover" like their friend. They end off by saying that they shouldn't have do give a psychologist's diagnosis to explain why they don't want people touching their things and putting their hands inside things they eat/drink out of.

The rest of the story can follow them actually putting in the effort of getting to know Reader outside of the house and the ensuing romantic shenanigans. It could be the set up to an extremely slow burn since Reader wouldn't forgive fast nor forgive easily.

Idk, just putting this here so I can at least have it somewhere I can read it. Y'all can use this prompt if it speaks to you, just tag me.

I was just reading "A Divorced Crybaby has Moved in Next Door" and I was thinking; what if someone wrote a fic where Reader is married to some big monster hater (who's also cheating on her because people that love to hurt people love to hurt people) and he's super neglectful and the skeleboys are lowkey making her swoon and spending all the time her husband should spend with her. Next door neighbors of course.

Like

Edge and Papyrus cooking for her and letting her cook little meals for them when her hubby is on a weeklong "business trip". (Them all cooking together??? Hello???)

Fell and Mutt unabashedly flirting with her in front of the other skeletons, making her feel attractive and desirable after her husband implies she's "let herself go" after getting married. She shuts their advances down with a simple "I'm married," but never implies she doesn't find them attractive.

Classic and Stretch telling her awful jokes while she's in the backyard, to the chagrin of the other housemates

Blue finds out where she works and escorts her home when work lets off late, lying and saying that her job is on the way to his anyways (It's 30 minutes further from their houses)

Black spending an exorbitant amount on clothes, jewelry, etc. because she's "a work of art and needs to be decorated as such", though the more visibly expensive stuff stays at his house so her husband doesn't catch on.

What if she has kids and sees the Sanses being good with kids??? Seeing Red's soft side with her 5 year old??? Blue making luncks for the kid to take to school??? Black buying them a Switch when he notices their love of Pokémon (Which, much like her clothes, has to stay at his house out of fear of their husband breaking it)???

Also imagine the sheer volume of MILF jokes Mutt and Stretch would make when she's not in the room.

And the angstiest part of them all Her husband finds out about her visits And the next time they see her over the fence

She has a fading bruise on her face and is missing a small chunk of hp.

@yo00ru

Sans and Papyrus meet you, a TA, while picking up Frisk, and Sans suddenly understands the term "Meet-cute" that Alphys had always fawned over. Or was it "love at first sight?" The difference doesn't matter to him. All that matters is watching how your face crinkles as you giggle at a bad pun he made, and how your eyes fly open in shock with the classic "whoopee cushion in the hand" trick.

You spend more time around them and Sans is falling hard. You not only love space too, and love Grillby's (though you have no tab, fortunately for Grillby you were always on top of paying it), but you loved puzzles and were high energy, just like his brother.

The three of you were thick as thieves, with every home cooked meal and every late night on the phone because you couldn't sleep and every interaction making Sans fall even harder for you.

One day, during Frisk's birthday party, Sans overhears you, Alphys, Toriel, and Undyne (can it really be overhear when Undyne is only slightly quieter that Papyrus) talking. Something you said sounded like hot gossip, given the "oohs" coming from the group. Sans shortcuts slightly closer, feigning disinterest as he listens in.

He freezes when Alphys speaks.

"A crush, huh? Who's the lucky guy?"

"Or gal," Toriel interjects.

A crush? On who? His stomach twists at the though of some random guy sidling his way between the two of you and stealing you away.

"Ah, well," you start, sounding bashful. Sans doesn't even need to turn to know you're looking anywhere but at them. "You know him quite well. I'd even say you're friends with him."

Wait, really? Could it be?

"We have a lot in common, and uh..." you rush out the rest, almost too quiet for him to hear, but he was straining to hear you at this point. "He's a skeleton."

Undyne startles him with how loud her "WHAT" is, but Alphys, ever the saint, pulls her down and kisses her cheek. She's gotten bolder since surfacing. Meanwhile, Sans is on cloud nine.

He's good friends with Toriel and Alphys, even though he hasn't spoken to the latter in a while. And your shared love of bad jokes, greasy food, space, and science are definitely not lost on him. It must be him, right? A few minutes pass between you four before you finally give in, promising to confess during the Fall Festival. He's never felt like dressing up before a festival, but now he certainly does.

The festival rolls around, and he's excited. He put more effort that he usually does into his outfit, and even got you your favorite snack from Muffets and some fries from Grillby's. Despite Papyrus' complaints, his sigh was through a smile as your nerves from seeing the both of them dissipated around the sweet and salty foods.

The entire walk through the festival, Sans can't help the nervous excitement flowing through his veins. The question of when floods his system. Will you ask before the fireworks? During? Before you head home? He can't stop picturing each scenario, all of them ending with you leaning forward as you kissed him. He'd drown in your smell if he could.

Papyrus, meanwhile, had been winning carnival game after carnival game, all for the plushies your eyes lingered on for a second too long. He was so cool, Sans thought. It was great that you both got along. You both were discussing a puzzle you had bought for him, and how you had struggled with it for hours while it only took Papyrus a few minutes to solve.

Eventually, the three of you split off right before the fireworks start, and Sans is looking for you. He's finally decided that he should confess to you, before you lose the chance. He got you both caramel apples.

He spots you and Papyrus standing by the lake, sauntering over as he prepares an excuse to get Papyrus away for a few minutes.

Your hand was on Papyrus' upper arm as you told him something, turning away as you finished. He wondered what you told him.

...

Why was Papyrus leaning in so close.

Why weren't you leaning away.

...

Ah.

He stands there as he tells himself that he should be happy. His brother was so cool, and he wanted what was best for both of you. You always had more in common with Papyrus than him anyways. Papyrus would be able to keep up with you in ways Sans never could.

Sans was lazy and he never liked puzzles all that much, preferring the daily crossword over anything else. You went on runs with Papyrus, solved puzzles with him, baked with him, hell, your favorite food was spaghetti, for crying out loud. You two were made for each other.

He should be happy.

...So why was he crying?

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Slapped this together after reading too many angsty romantic poems in one night and needed to get this out. Probably poorly written and for that I am sorry but the brainrot took hold.

But yeah, the idea is that Sans wants you but he loves you and Papyrus too much to even entertain the idea of breaking you two up.

Ok ok ok

Hear me out

One sided/unrequited Sans/Reader

But instead of Sans falling in love with Toriel

It’s Reader falling in love with Papyrus

Ok ok ok

Hear me out

One sided/unrequited Sans/Reader

But instead of Sans falling in love with Toriel

It’s Reader falling in love with Papyrus

I have a fanfic idea; Imagine if Y/N got turned into a monster like a cat or dog or some other animal. But Y/N is a huge furry, so this is essentially the greatest boon someone could have gotten. Bonus points if the animal Y/N gets turned into is the same species as her fursona and similar colors/ they dye their fur to match.

It could also add a unique spin on the whole "turned into a monster" trope, since then Y/N could use their new monstrous form in furry conventions, photo shoots, etc. They'd probably feel dysmorphia later too, after the "cool new body" phase passed.

This is just a loose idea that's been floating around in my head for a while.

So I'm working on the outline (i'm getting the whole thing outlined before I start writing btw. Part of why idk what to do with DaS is because I have no clue where to take it) and The Divine Inspiration hit me.

I have never had divine inspiration hit that hard, that fast, or that suddenly before. It's like the gods of creativity said "WRITE" and I, a humble pawn, had no other option but to obey. Problem is, it's the last three chapters. I'm still working on 6 and 7 and there's 30 in total. + a possible epilogue. So we're still working through it, but we're working.

In related news, the divine inspiration gave me a theme to focus my story around, so there's that too.

I'm looking at an old abandoned outline for a fic I made almost half a year ago and I'm just like "Damn I cooked here".

Given that I'm in a creative rut regard DaS, I feel like abandoning that fic for the time being is fine since the best I would be able to put out right now is a half baked chapter and a lot of resentment towards my fic.

All this to say I'm starting a new fic in an undisclosed amount of time.

So I have an idea

Determination and Starvation Chapter 2 is still in the works, (writers block has me in a death grip right now) but I’ve been working on a Sans X Reader AU that I wanted to throw out there.

So I’ve been absorbed by several clangen blogs and before then I had the idea of a Warrior cats Aggre trio x Reader AU. The plot is still in the works, but the prologue is fully planned out.

My idea was that in the meantime of writing DaS Chapter 2, I could post this AU formatted like these Clangen blogs on a side account or this account. Would you guys like that, or would it end up ignored? It’s going to be a big commitment, and I don’t want to put time I could put into things I know you guys want unless I know you guys want this too.

I finally made that fanfic I had been working on!

Although I am several days late in comparison to the date I originally gave-

Day 7; Free Space Send Off!

I decided to end off my 7 days of Introduction with a drawing of a Sans x Reader fanfic I’m writing! It’s called “Determination and Starvation” and is inspired by Fear and Hunger! The general plot is already laid out, and I’ll have the first chapter up by next Monday!

Helium

“Sans!” You scream as you dash into the living room of your house, effectively waking your Boyfriend up, “I wanna show you something real quick.” 

This causes him to sit up straight, full attention on you. “What?” You pull out your phone, and show him a sad song. “I wanna sing this for you, may I? Please?” you ask, giving puppy dog eyes.

“Of course, go ahead.”

You press play on your phone...

Then pull a balloon you hid behind your back out in the open, and inhale some of it’s contents. Your voice effectively 2 octaves higher.

“You, And I, We’re like fireworks and symphonies exploding in the sky.”

 Sans, pulls out his phone, and presses record, already laughing. Unknown to you, of course.

“With you, I’m alive, like all the missing pieces of my heart, they finally collide.”

You quickly take another puff of helium. your boyfriend is in stitches, tears in his eye sockets. He’s also right beside you for some reason. What you don’t know, is that he remotely set up his phone, and is now recording you both.

“So stop time right here in the moonlight, ‘cause I don’t ever wanna close my eyes.”

“With out you, I feel broke, Like I’m half of a whole. Without you I’ve got no hand to hold.”

Another quick puff. You bite your tongue, but you keep going anyway.

“Without you, I feel torn, Like a sail in a storm. Without you, I’m just a sad song. I’m just a sad song”

He grabs the balloon, and takes a puff, before singing himself.

“With you, I fall. It’s like I’m leaving all my past in silhouettes upon the wall. With you, I’m a beautiful mess, it’s like we’re standing hand in hand with all our fears up on the edge.”

You’re snickering at the wink he sent you when he sang beautiful mess. Papyrus walks in, confused. he goes to say something, but you shush him.

“So stop time right here in the moonlight, ‘cause I don’t ever wanna close my eyes.”

You’re giggling too now. He takes another breath of the balloon’s contents, and you do too. A duet for the next part. 

Without you, I feel broke, like I’m half of a whole. Without you I’ve got no hand to hold. Without you, I feel torn, like a sail in a storm. Without you, I’m just a sad song. I’m just a sad song.”

Papyrus has had enough. So have you and Sans. You two break down laughing, and Papyrus turns off the song before leaving, completely done with the two of you.

Sans walks over to his phone, which you had no clue was running, and stops the video.

Pulling you into a hug, he whispers, “Thanks, Angel. I needed that.”

“Me too. That was a blast.”

Helium

So, this is basically a headcanon of UT Sans’ reaction to S/O singing a really sweet song to him

With Helium

He’s baffled at your asking to show him something

He can’t really understand what you mean, until you pull up a really sweet song on your phone

He’s touched

Until you pull a balloon you hid behind your back into the open, and inhale it’s helium contents

Being a scientist, he knows what’s about to happen, and pulls out his phone to record

When you start singing, he can’t stop laughing

This just eggs you on

When the song ends, you’re laughing alongside him

He needed this, and he loves you even more for it

And yes, he posts this on the Undernet. Everyone gets to see this

Sans: Why? Why would you do this?

Y/n: Don't get me wrong Sans, I do love you

Y/N: But now it's payback time for the puns

*Pulls out draw four Uno card* Boom

Sans: I relish this opportunity

Y/N: You'd have to do better than that to 'ketchup' to my level, Sans.

Papyrus: WHYYYYY???

Here’s a small Swap Sans x Reader Drabble I did on my Wattpad.

——————

You laid in bed, the covers over you comfortably. You were content, until you heard the blinds open, and the sunlight hits you in the face. You groaned and pulled the covers over you.

   "Good morning human!" Sans said cheerfully. He then saw your figure under the covers and sat beside you. He gently shook you with a big smile on his face. 

   "Darling, it's time to get up!" You head peeked out of the covers as your tired eyes looked at your loving boyfriend.  

   "Can't I just have a few more minutes?... I don't have anything important to do today anyways." Sans then gave you a quick kiss on your forehead. 

   "Alright, I'll have breakfast ready for you when you wake up."

   "Thanks hon..." 

   Sans hummed happily as he was cooking, he jumped slightly when he felt your arms wrap around him. 

  "Hello there sleepyhead!"

   "Hi..." 

   "Goodness, work must've been exhausting for you to be this sleepy." You nodded as you felt his arms wrap around you and give your forehead a kiss. 

   "I made breakfast, and I made your coffee, just how you like it." 

   "Thank you Sans.."