Archiveofourown. Archiveofourown. Strength Through the Storm - Mercy_Run. A clock should never have the right to be so anxiety-inducing, but it was.
At least there was a small allowance in that it didn’t ‘tick’ like many of the clocks back in the Underground did. White eye-lights flicked from the digital clock on the table to the door in open worry. Red was late. Not that it was strange in the grand scheme of universal shenanigans. By comparison, someone showing up late was a lot more mundane when that someone was from another version of your world. Still… Red was very different than him. And nearly two years later, on the Surface together, they had fallen in love. And the other skeleton was late. Which was very odd, despite it all. Sans and Red had a lot in common in that they paid close attention to time. Flirting Context - iBeta. Karma is a bitch - Ked_from_safe-skeletons (Sinnychild) Not Weak - LazySintastic13 (EmeraldWriter) Spectral Font (one-shot) - CathedralMidnight. Deception's Consent - LazySintastic13 (EmeraldWriter) Dark Chocolate Icing - Prazeodymium. Lending a Hand - skele_smol. Hitting the High Note - orphan_account.
Fully Booked - LazySintastic13 (EmeraldWriter) The Lucky and the Unlucky - LazySintastic13 (EmeraldWriter) Chapter Text His movements were sluggish and heavy, going along beneath the bushes and making sure to slither in mud.
All because his own scales that he was always proud of, was currently an endanger to himself. Its blood red colour was too prominent. It didn’t help that his own build was of small stature; merely one meter in length. And that he was used to areas close to the opening of the forest than the depths of the woods he was currently heading for. If it weren’t for nature taking command, causing his home to crumble due to the strong winds from the recent storm, and made some trees fall onto it from its force. So he ventured off to find another suitable habitat, except that he had accidentally entered into another lamia’s den.
He had apologized profusely for trespassing, but the other wasn’t having any of such excuses. Red sniffled and hiccupped, wiping away his tears. Kustard Week - LazySintastic13 (EmeraldWriter) Chapter Text He had to admit, it had been in a long time since he came to a room like this.
Cold and bland. They really need to redecorate in here. At least make the stone walls a different colour, paint over the natural. He thought yellow would look nice … but then thought otherwise since it reminded him of piss. Scrubbed & Softened - skerb. Everything Intended - skerb. Say You Won't Let Go - SheeWolf85.
Camera [Series] - CasualCazz. Dreaming of the Camera - KazunaRei. Gyftmas Temptation - Kasbaka. Red-y or Not - FireFaceOutlook. Chapter Text “YOU LITTLE PUNK!”
Undyne roared as she gave chase, spears launched one after another, each one sinking into the ground closer and closer to Sans' heels. Sans definitely hadn't meant to nod off while stationed in the Hotlands, the farthest place from Papyrus' protection, but nightmares had plagued him the night before and he'd been so exhausted... He certainly wasn't tired now, terror and adrenaline lending him energy he usually didn't have. But his luck never held out for long; Undyne released an enraged shout and suddenly one of her spears glided more accurately.
Holy shit, she really intends to kill me, he thought distantly. Self-preservation took over as he stumbled and Undyne closed the distance between them with a victorious snarl. Once inside the Void, all of his senses dulling, he realized that he hadn't chosen a destination. “Dammit, give me someplace to go!” The Void seemed to rippled around him, as if alive, and he shuddered at the feeling.
A-an injured animal? The Corner of Kustard - LazySintastic13 (EmeraldWriter) The Advanced Dating Manual - Get Dunked On (LittleKnownArtist), LittleKnownArtist. Popsicles - reggieyikes. Like what you see? - Sihiro. Blueberry returned home much more tired than usual.
He was pretty energetic most of the time, even after a long day in work, but it seemed like something had really sapped his strength today. His movements were sluggish, smile tired when Cherry greeted him. But he was just as enthusiastic in mind as usual, greeting his husband with the usual happiness. Having stayed at home, Cherry granted Blueberry a moment of peace as he prepared food for them as by their agreement.
Blueberry would do the laundry and vacuum, Cherry would take of things in the kitchen. Offering Blueberry a simple dish, who took it with a small thanks. Berry ate in peace, leaning slightly against his lover, watching the television as he did so. ”Thank you”, Berry said, for both the meal and his company. Cherryberry Kinktober 2019 - benguiat. Red Cherry - Krystal_Twi. Show Me? - MeGaLoTrash. The CherryBerry - SagaSkeletonDinosaurHell (LadyPterosaur) Cherryberry Oneshots - Interverse. Strings and Things - orphan_account. Another Word for Home - BlueDysania. The Sans were gathering again.
Dust watched the lines of code slowly converging to the Classic Universe on the terminal. There went Blue… Red and Razz… Lust… that little surge might have been Error existing near the timeline. Blinking slowly, he flicked a phalange to switch the display off though the machine continued to hum away. Just in case the worse should happen we will be able to reach you, they said. …Sure, whatever. Pushing one creaking fist into his coat pocket, he jabbed a set of coordinates blind into the keypad. “Hold tight, Papyrus.” The ghastly stretch of his brother’s grin was comforting. A slight tug, pinch, and then the feeling of every particle of his body and soul being pulled- And he was standing in a much more shabby looking basement. Building Blocks - damnedxfate. His back and ankles hurt, he felt nauseous and the bed was cold.
Two of these things were normal and one definitely was not. Grumbling Red stretched out his hand, pawing searchingly at the other side of the bed. He didn’t find his mate’s larger bulk. Only long abandoned sheets and the faint hollow left behind in the mattress from well loved use. Except that’s not what Red wanted at all.