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what are the boys like to sleep with? Like, you mentioned Dust has to hug things or reader to be able to fall asleep, now I’m curious about the others,,, But for some reason I can most definitely see Saint be an insanely light sleeper(don’t blame him for all that bs he and Lunar went through). Like, someone’s walking round the house? He is immediately awake. Reader goes to get a glass of water or sm? He wakes up cause of the change of weight in the bed.

also I feel like at least one of the boys kick in their sleep…and red prolly takes up the entire bed idk he just seems like that kinda guy lololololololololol

Hello, hi! I'm trying to slowly crawl back into writing again, and since I remembered that it was Swap Sans' birthday yesterday, it inspired me to work on this! I hope you like it!!

Dust: As stated previously, he needs to hold onto something in order to peacefully sleep. When he fully can trust his surroundings, he's quite the heavy sleeper and loves to cling onto whatever he has a hold of. He likes to be warm, and he may purr a little

Vanilla: He can sleep wherever and however, since he is capable of doing so for comedic reasons. If he had a partner, his sleep schedule is so skewed it would be probable that he would fall asleep first any chance he could get. He likes to sort of- curl up, in some sense? He, like Dust, clings onto something but in a less desperate and clingy way. He likes to drape himself around something, if that makes sense? He prefers to cuddle in his sleep, and he drools a little when really comfortable. He likes to be the little spoon, but he is capable of switching it up at times since he just wants to be comfortable no matter what. He purrs loudly, as much as he may act like he never has

Cyperus: He sleeps very soundly and he rarely moves in his sleep. He snores a little, and only seems to purr when you both fall asleep at the same time. He would be great to sleep on as the big spoon, mainly because he's mastered the skill of doing so when he got bigger. (Vanilla and him used to cuddle a lot, it was always super nice bonding :-)) ) He's very punctual about sleeping at an appropriate time and about waking up early. If you're the type to sleep in, he's able to disentangle you from him with ease without waking you up, despite being as loud of a skeleton as he is. He likes to stroke your hair before he leaves, like a little pet as he makes sure you're cozy

Powder: He is similar to Cyperus in a lot of ways, but he is a bit of a lighter sleeper than him. He likes to cuddle no matter if he is the big or little spoon, but he likes the feeling of either. He stirs a bit in his sleep, but that usually just ends up with him finding a way to have you sleeping on his chest. He likes to have a slightly cold body temp when sleeping, so you don't have to worry about him stealing the blanket. He may sometimes wear specific clothes too when you cuddle together so that he doesn't wake up feeling sweaty. He rarely does this, but he may sometimes drool if he's had a long day and you're the perfect thing to sleep on, and he'll purr in appreciation while thanking you

Stretch: He LOVES cuddling, but he's much more shy about it than most. He likes the feeling of being relied on, so when you end up cuddling him he feels really special and happy. He makes sure not to move too much despite his more fidgety nature, usually having a fidget toy on hand if you fall asleep first. He likes being able to place his head on you sometimes though, and he gets really flustered when he does. He struggles going to sleep in general, but you're like a giant plushie for him. He smells really nice, so he naturally is aware that you'll probably feel more drowsy when around him. He doesn't mind if you fall asleep while he rambles, he can look at you when your features are relaxed without fear of looking weird. He purrs when he can cuddle, as much as he's embarrassed about it

Red: He does, in fact, move around a lot. He gets really hot, naturally, but his body temperature isn't used to being naturally cold unless he's asleep. So, while in the process of trying to stay warm and comfortable, he moves around a LOT. He steals the blanket often, snores, and he struggles staying asleep. When you come around, he gets really embarrassed and avoids trying to move around a lot. When he found out, though, that your chest is really soft AND warm? He clung onto you easily. He latches onto you, and he always finds a way to bury his face against you, even when drooling. (Ew/t) He purrs lowly and quietly, but he always denies doing so (he's embarrassed)

Pitch: He's the most similar to Cyperus when it comes to both of their sleeping habits. However, he wakes up in the middle of the night due to nightmares. He may wake up with a start, jolting awake when you least expect it. He doesn't sit up and panic like others may interpret, but you definitely feel when he wakes up. He holds really still, and you can feel how his bones may tremble, if not just a bit. He tries so hard not to wake you up, but if you do, he apologizes in a very formal, soft tone that is very different from his usual voice. He's not very cuddly, but under the blankets, away from prying eyes, his hands find yours for solace. He may just need you to let him stare at you for a bit, may need you to rub your thumb along his skeletal hands. Only then can he go back to sleep, his purring barely audible

Saint: You are very correct when it comes to how he sleeps. He struggles a lot with sleeping in general, and he's a light sleeper due to his paranoia. He senses when you're out of bed, or if something is wrong, due to his ability to read into the finer details. He likes to at least make sure you're close to him when sharing the bed. It had to take a lot to begin with to even be in the same bed, so your relationship would be very strong by then. This is when he's the most clingy, especially since he knows that you trust him enough to even sleep beside him. He's hyper vigilant, and it would be rare to be the one to see him asleep. He drools a little (picked up the pattern yet? Hehehe) and he looks the most relaxed at that state. He likes to stroke your hair when you are asleep, and he likes to stare at you. When he does get to sleep and he can trust his environment, he snores a little. He may struggle staying asleep, but when he's deeply able to sleep, he really loves to curl up with you in his arms. He likes being the either spoon, but he feels the most protective when he's the big spoon and he purrs while pressing his cheek against you

Lunar: Hyper vigilant, holding a lot of hyper tension. Lunar and Saint would take turns sleeping when they were in the underground, never both at the same time. When he's awake, he makes sure you're tucked in. He's very good at soothing, especially since he'd soothe Saint a lot when he struggled to sleep. He likes to rub your back, and he'll speak gently random things until you fall asleep. If he can manage to sleep though at the same time you do (he'd have to absolutely trust his environment completely), he barely stirs. He will sense if you're absent, but otherwise he just seems completely comfortable and relaxed. He places you close to his chest, and he'll have the most quiet of purrs. He would have thought he lost the ability to if it weren't for you

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You know how in soulmate AUs sometimes there will be a symbol or first words as a soulmark? could we get soulmark symbols or their first words said to their soulmate maybe? As a treat? It will (probably) soothe you from the twitter trauma

I've always loved the idea of soul marks, especially since I find it cute! I have a general idea of how soulmates would work if we're talking about the main 14 skeletons! Personally, I'm not creative enough to think about what the first words would be for the group of skeletons, BUT I can write what some would be like with the realization of meeting their s/o

I imagine that the soul mark would be something placed on the inner wrist or side of the neck for the skeletons! It can be placed anywhere depending on the monster, but these guys have similar anatomy to us so it'd make sense.

Something that looks as faint as a small, ingrained soul is the proper marking that all monsters possess. It barely looks something akin to a tattoo, barely visible and dull to the average onlooker. Monsters naturally can see it, but Humans don't even realize that they have this so called mark.

However, what would make it unique is that these markings have the ability to start glowing when in close proximity to their destined soulmate, glowing brighter and hotter. What tends to happen is that when both parties are aware of this said marking, they will often feel the tugging sensations that go with their souls being in closer proximity. For Monsters, it's easier as they continue to spend time together and get to see their souls glowing brighter.

I find it funny to think the skeletons would pick it up so much easier, especially since they're in tune with their souls as much as they are. I imagine that when meeting YN, each would have unique emotions towards this realization or at least responses!

Vanilla: He's the best at hiding how he would feel once he encounters YN. He could run into them at Grillbys, at the store, in a park, anywhere really. He'll treat them like any other friend or companion, trying to get you to laugh as he's keeping his hands in his pockets or subtly rubbing the hand he shook your hand with as he feels that tingling, hot sensation on his wrist. He's trying so hard not to stare at his wrist, to see if he's actually watching what he believes is occurring right before his eyes. When he's done meeting you and having to go back home, he just doesn't say anything as he keeps what happens to himself. It's not until he realizes that you're the soulmate of someone else as well that he even says anything to begin with

Cyperus: He didn't mean to bump into you but he can't help the way he rubs his neck when he awkwardly tries to not panic right in front of you. He would stutter and feel less confident in what he says, feeling this desperate need to just wrap you in his arms and shout that you're the one. Of course, he just comes off as a dork, which he wished he didn't since in his opinion he needed to look cool. He practically runs home and debates telling anyone, but he can't hold his secret when Vanilla asks him what's up before he's shaking his brother and screaming. He feels like he may never speak to you again after he practically forgot to ask you your name, or if you're from around the area. But of course, as luck would have it, you live nearby, and he promptly and bravely-! Hides. He's just planning what to do next time he sees you and speaks to you is all!! It's not running away! It's planned out action!!

Powder: He has the skill of Vanilla but the internal panic of Cyperus. The poor fool wouldn't even have to look at his wrist to know that you're the one, the sensation of hot, tingling excitement in his soul and on his wrist tells him everything. He does everything he can to make you laugh when meeting you, trying to come off as confident despite the way his face is as blue as his scarf. He would at least try to keep it to himself and he can believe that who he saw was his soulmate. However, it'd slip one day and he's already trying to lie his way out of what he said. He hopes to meet you again, unlike Cyperus since he actively goes out of his way to find you again instead. He's a bit better at acting like he's in control of his feelings, despite the way he may stutter or hesitate to touch you after he meets you again

Stretch: Oh buddy. As a skeleton already stuttering, he can barely form sentences at first. He switches his words, stumbles a bit, and even stares longer than he means to when he meets you. His soul is practically singing, his hand his rubbing his neck with each laugh he gives. It's obvious to you that he's awkward, but you find it endearing and just chalk up the blush as him feeling embarrassed rather than attracted to you. When he's home he doesn't even stop to greet anyone, trying to sneak off to his room before he's caught and already stuttering out what happened in a panic. Unlike his brother, he would be mulling over why he had to look so dorky in front of you! Surely you wouldn't want to see him again after that! But he's screwed the next time he sees you, already knowing that he's going to be interacting with you for longer than he expected

Red: Oh. oh. It's you. He just happened to be in the area when he felt it. The way his wrist feels hot and how the mark is glowing before he shoved his hands in his pockets. He can't look you in the eye, his tough guy persona already failing when he asks you if you're alright since you seemed to accidentally have dropped something. He's mumbling a bit, his jokes making him feel more dumb when he fucks it up before he gets to the punchline. That alone gets you to laugh though, your nervousness around him already peeling away with each layer of his scary appearance giving way. He doesn't linger like the others, just willing to let your conversation with him end. He's better at asking you if you're new to the town with how easily he can tell, something he takes note of before giving you some advice and leaving. He's internally freaking out, slightly frustrated because this is something he doesn't know how to deal with. He's not telling anyone, not even to brag that he found someone as pretty and kind as you. The only way someone would find out is when he's venting to Grillby and is given advice to talk to you again when he gets the chance. Just maybe he won't fuck it up?

Pitch: Ah, of course the handsome and talented skeleton would meet you conveniently when he can help you out. Hes so distracted with trying to come off as confident, talented, and impressive to you that he doesn't realize he kind of looks pretentious or at least arrogant. He's been trying to be better at that, so when he sees the way you react to his grandiose speech he knows immediately to apologize the best he can. He clears his throat and mutters that he didn't mean to seem so self absorbed, and that he just wanted you to know since he wanted to prove to you that he had the situation under control after helping you get away from another monster that was bothering you. As he does so, he finds a strange itching on his neck, only to feel the heat beneath his gloves as his expression gives one of a sudden stunned horror. Was this why he felt so scrutinized under your stare? Why he takes your expression as a failure on his part? He excuses himself and just tries to get away from the situation after his apology before instructing you to get home safely before he's already fleeing, not allowing you to even say goodbye. He's tugging his scarf and grumbling by the time he's home, stomping his foot, and so easily overwhelmed the moment Red asks him what's wrong. He's almost exactly like Cypress as he grabs his brother and shakes him, falling to his knees as he dramatically places his gloved hands over his face and mulling over his failure until he plans next to meet you again. Though...he does avoid you the best he can since he thinks he just failed before he could even put in the effort to make it up to you.

I did ponder to keep typing down my headcanons for other skeletons but I decided to stop before this post became too long. I may make some more character headcanons but thats for another time. I got asks to answer >:)

Thank you for reading :-))

Another ask, omg who is doing all of these?!?

A martial arts master y/n, who does tournaments and runs her own school. One day, a very tall and hyperactive skeleton shows up. (Undertale Papyrus) Too skilled for the other students in the class, you come face to face with a new sparring partner. He seems very friendly. And, in a strange way, kind of flirty too?

btw i do taekwondo so feel free to ask any questions regarding martial arts if need be! :)

Oooh this is fascinating! I've never done taekwondo writing before but I'm eager to try it out! I hope you find that this is up to standard :-)

It always went in one direction, always forward, towards the end. All offense and most importantly focus upon the opponent.

No holding back. After all, he'll manage, he always does.

You formed your hands in a tight grip, launching yourself at him. You dug your fingers into the bicep of the swinging arm and ripped at the cloth while striking the forearm on the same side, straight in with the heel of the palm. Next, you pressed into your advantage as his eyes shrank a fraction, your hand darting towards his neck and pushing with your fingertips striking and temporarily closing his windpipe.

Knees bent, weight forward on the balls of your feet, head lowered. Cyperus glared up at you, straightening into a matching stance. Their eyes locked. Focus. With a yell, you threw a kick at Cyperus's head. He ducked, sliding easily into a leg-sweep, knocking your support from underneath.

The ground smashed into your back, forcing the air from your lungs in a rushing wheeze. You rolled backwards to your feet, still fighting against the tightness in your chest. Cyperus closed in on you, pushing his advantage, legs flying. You blocked as many of the blows as you could, his legs jarring before you twisted it around to him, hands striking his sockets every time you did.

He grunted as you moved towards a kick, watching his foot slide back as he barely avoided the blow. Unfortunately for him, his balance was momentarily weakened due to the sudden movement as he staggered backwards. Cyperus was off balance, he knew it, but before he could do anything you were already lunging forward. There was nothing for it. He couldn't block anything while he was still off-balance.

In a fraction of a second, you lined up your shoulder with Cyperus. You could see the unprotected area on his stance where you would strike. Your left foot forwards, you brought your back foot to the front and shot out. From there you had all the time in the world. All you had to do was turn so your other side faced your opponent, wait for gravity to start pulling him down, and then shoot your right leg out in a straight line, sailing cleanly upon impact with his long legs. Dead center, and down he went.

To finish off, you lowered down your foot into normal stance as your breathing felt even yet heavy. Your eyes stared down at the skeleton, before your voice rang out.

"Stop!"

And with that, you finished your sparring. Your students stared as they stay silently, eyes glued to the both of you. Cyperus, who was once on the ground, stood up into proper stance as his chest heaved. Sweat covered his skull as he panted, his body only slouched temporarily before he straightened his spine. He bowed low and so did you, before you walked towards him. You smiled, offering your hand towards him as he stood at attention.

He grinned, panting in between each word. "YES! haah, I HAVE! I haah APPRECIATE Y-YOUR PRAISE! haaah..." You lead him towards a distant table that provided water, handing it to him as you looked up to him. Despite the fact that he was a skeleton, he clearly has a shape to him. He was broad chested with more narrow hip bones, tall with almost lanky limbs attached. When he was using magic, he smelled of citrus, only now was it accompanied with sweat.

"Cyperus, I find that you've clearly done well. We'll need to practice some more sparring, but you clearly have worked on yourself." Your tone softened as he accepted your hand, his phalanges showing a slightly orange glow. In between each bone a faint, entrancing light caught your attention every time you saw it despite knowing him for awhile now.

He had decided to become a member of your school only a few months ago, but he proved himself to be a worthy student. Not only did he have strong integrity and respect, but he was also very kind. Outside of work, he was actually a very good friend to you. Or at least acquaintances? You were busy pretty often, having to decline his offers frequently or having to rush off every time he tries to stop you for a chat. He never minded, but he always left you feeling fuzzy and slightly lightheaded.

He cocked his head back and tilted the bottle towards his mouth, a faint glow of a tongue visible to your eyes. You averted your stare, especially since you found it embarrassing to even pay attention to something so... peculiar. After he took a swig, you did the same, the two of you feeling slightly sore but perfectly in tact. He leaned against the table with his phalanges clacking against the flat surface, his head tilted to the side. "HEY, I WAS WONDERING SOMETHING,"

You hummed out questionably, acknowledging him to continue. "ARE YOU FREE THIS SATURDAY? I WAS WONDERING IF WE COULD GO ON A DATE." You sputtered slightly at the personal and rather direct question, the water you were drinking spilling slightly onto the floor. He quickly handed you a paper towel, a laugh escaping him as his magic was starting to dim through his bones. "AH-! MY APOLOGIES, WAS THAT TOO FORWARD?"

You accepted the help as he towered over you, crouched down by your feet, not looking at him as you felt warmth forming up on your cheeks and ears that wasn't from sparring. "W-well, it's certainly not a question I expected. But uhm- no, no I'm not." You felt like your heart was pumping even louder in your ears as you wiped away the mess, your spine straightened up like tension on a string begging to be plucked as you tossed the paper towel in the trash.

"WELL-....I WANTED TO KNOW IF YOU'RE WILLING TO HAVE A FRIENDLY LUNCH? WITH ME?" You turned your head at his slowly softening voice, struck silent as your mouth went dry.

Oh. Oh.

He wanted to have a friendly, casual lunch. He didn't mean an actual date!

Okay, you can do that.

You could see that there was a wave of uncertainty in his voice, the slight waver as he smiled at you a little more nervously. Despite the confidence that this skeleton upheld, this was one of the few moments he seemed unsure of himself.

"YOU DON'T HAVE TO IF NOT, I THINK THAT GETTING TO KNOW YOU THOUGH WOULD BE AN HONOR. JUST AS FRIENDS? I KNOW IT CAME OFF AS WEIRD," He looked a little hopeful as he clasped his hands together and held it to his chest. If it weren't for the fact that it was him, you would've had your doubts. He simply looked so sincere, and the idea that he wanted to spend time with you filled your body with that tingling sensation he always gave you.

You hardly built relationships with others outside of your passionate work, especially since it was one of the main points you could build control with full confidence. You sucked at socializing otherwise. You debated saying no, simply because you didn't want to look stupid when you tried so hard to remain a facade of composure in front of others. You avoided him simply because it was hard for you to keep this facade, hating the vulnerability you felt in your chest when he was around.

But on the other hand....

You couldn't lie to yourself, and you knew it. He was...charming, and if someone as kind and sweet was willing to spend time with you of all people? You found that your smile was dorky, lopsided as you spoke before you could change your mind. "No! No it's not weird, hah-! Uh... I'd-.... I'd like to. Yes, I want to." You finally found your voice near the end of the sentence, clapping your hands together out of habit for finalization.

He brightened up at this, smiling wide as that confidence that he had now flooded back. He clapped his hands with delight, the edges of his eye sockets scrunching up. "OH YAY!! THANK YOU, I PROMISE TO ONLY PROVIDE THE BEST. WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE PICKED UP OR...?" He offered, one of his hands gesturing towards nothing in particular as a grand expression.

You couldn't help but keep smiling at the offer, but you put one hand up in a stop motion. "No, that won't be necessary, but I appreciate it, Cyperus." He dramatically bowed, one of his wrists twirling his hand. "OH BUT OF COURSE. WHY DON'T WE MEET UP DOWNTOWN?" "Sounds like a plan! Thank you, really."

He leaned forward, towering over you just slightly before he took your hand gently in his own. You smelled a slight hint of citrus, but before you realized it, you felt a tingling jolt in your hand as he nuzzled his teeth against your hand. You felt that your ears were just as warm as your face as you stiffened upon the contact, your hand feeling a slight hum. What was-...?

"NO, THANK YOU," He murmured, craddling your hand as his thumb rubbed over the backside. "I FEEL HONORED TO SPEND TIME TOGETHER WITH YOU. I DO HOPE THAT YOU FIND ME JUST AS AMAZING AS I FIND YOU." The edges of his mandibles curved up as the softness of his bone felt smooth. Oh, oh...oh stars. You felt lightheaded, your voice strained as you spoke. "I-I see...of course."

You were going to pass out on the spot. He simply let out a chuckle, straightening back up as his hand slipped away from yours. "You're too sweet, Cyperus." You muttered, and he puffed his chest at this. "OBVIOUSLY. HOW CAN I BE THE AMAZING CYPERUS IF I AM ANYTHING BUT SWEET?" He strided over to the cubbies near the entrance, slinging his bag over his shoulders as he waved to you. "I'M OFF TO GO PREPARE FOR TOMORROW NOW. GET HOME SAFELY, ALRIGHT?" You mumbled a response in acknowledgement, though your brain felt overwhelmed.

Ah...back to work.

As he left, you felt that you were subconsciously rubbing your fingers over the area he nuzzled on your hand. You didn't realize that you were standing there for however long you did, but you couldn't help it. He made you feel soft, and he made you feel...good. That's going to be a problem. You heard one of your students call to you, and you rolled your shoulders back as you clapped your hands as a firm reminder to your body that you still were on the clock.

Closing Notes: oh I've been so damn busy over here. I had testing, so I apologize if this took longer than anticipated! I'll be finishing up the other ask when I can, but I hope you liked this @vamppiko