Hey, I really love your stuff and I thought I'd put in a request :D ! How would the skeletons react if the reader kind of just fell asleep on them? Like they were just watching tv on the couch or sm. With Ut and Uf bros and I'd appreciate if you did G too! (I'm kinda new at asking so sorry if it's so long or sm)
aaa thank you! omg dont worry this wasn’t too much at all!! i’ll happily add g, i need an excuse to ponder my orb on him more heheheh. i think i may have went a bit crazy with this one, i hope you enjoy >:3
- kind of a sans cliché, but you’d fall asleep on him while stargazing. it’s the middle of the night and you heard rustling on the roof. when you investigate, you find him laying on his back, quietly staring up at the night sky. as soon as he notices you, he invites you to join him.
- he starts talking to you about the constellations he can see. you never expected to get an astronomy lesson in the middle of the night but you’re not complaining. the breeze is a bit chilly, so you scoot a bit closer to him and he chuckles a little. he’s got a deep voice, low and quiet, barely coming out as more than a rumble. it’s late and he doesn’t want to wake anybody else up.
- all of these factors lead to you absolutely passing out within thirty minutes. he notices the second your head falls against him and laughs a bit. if you don’t wake up after he pokes your cheek. he’s fine with this. he’ll just go to sleep too. you’re warm and he won’t give up an excuse to sleep under the stars (or with you)
- when the two of you wake up, he’s generally unbothered. he fell asleep too, you’re not the sole perpetrator of the impromptu cuddle session. no need to get flustered, come on, he’s paying for breakfast.
- you’d fall asleep on papyrus during a mettaton movie marathon. it’s well into the night, and despite his enthusiasm and commentary, it’s getting harder and harder to keep your eyes open. papyrus is so warm and its so late, maybe resting your eyes for a second isn’t such a bad idea.
- it takes a second for him to realize you fell asleep. even when your head bumped against his side he didn’t notice, still chattering about the deep behind the scenes lore of the scene playing in front of you. finally, he looks down and sees you curled up against his side, sleeping away. he flushes bright orange.
- you know when your cat falls asleep on you and you’re like, “i can never move again.” that’s what’s going through papyrus’ head. you look so peaceful (and cute), he can’t bring himself to wake you up or risk moving. he stays like that, watching the rest of the movies with a gentle smile on his face until you wake up.
- he’s not embarrassed and you shouldn’t be either! sleep is good for you. don’t bring up the fact he didn’t sleep, that’s not the topic right now. he’ll dodge until the cows come home.
- despite how much the evidence insists otherwise, red doesn’t sleep all too much. even on the surface, out of the underground, he still can’t relax enough to sleep more than a few hours. the slightest noise wakes him up, he’s got nightmares out the wazoo, it just sucks. more often than not, you’ll catch him watching late night television. he won’t say it explicitly, but please come join him. it’s not so bad when he’s not alone.
- the tvs droning on in the background and hes talking, almost rambling, trying to get a laugh out of you. he looks about as tired as you feel, rubbing at his sockets every so often with the heel of his hand and his arm slung lazily over the back of the couch. there’s no use asking, he won’t tell you what’s up, but it’s not hard to infer.
- you scooch close to him and lay your head on his shoulder. a silent, unspoken sentence that you’re here with him and hes okay. he instantly goes quiet and you can feel the tension drop out of his body with a heavy sigh. the two of you sit like that for quite sometime until, inevitably, you both fall asleep.
- red is flustered when he wakes up, although its hard to tell save for the flush across his cheekbones. he deflects with a few flirty remarks, saying if you wanted to sleep with him so bad you shoulda just asked. red’ll never say it, but that was the best sleep he’s had in a long time.
- falling asleep on edge is hard to do, very hard to do. he doesn’t sit still long enough for you to manage, and if you do nod off, not only is he loud enough to jostle you, if he was in the middle of showing you something, he isn’t above waking you up. falling asleep on him takes some very specific criteria. likely, what would happen, is he’d find you asleep somewhere that isn’t your bed.
- he’d let out a heavy sigh and dramatically roll his eyes, even though there’s no one around to see his theatrics, and pick you up to carry you to bed. when you snuggle closer into him, he’d flush bright red, like shoulders to the top of his head kind of blush. he’s got a reputation to uphold! no one needs to see him so weak in the knees for a human.
- when he finally gets you to your room, you’ve got a death grip on him and he can’t pry you off. after a few seconds, edge resigns himself to his fate (not as hesitantly as he likes to believe) and lays down with you, eventually falling asleep himself. he curls around you like you’re one of his stuffed animals, which he doesn’t actually have just so you know, holding you tightly against him. fun fact! he’s a sleepy cuddler.
- when he wakes up, he is incredibly flustered. this is your fault, you were just too cute to wake up and you latched onto him. you hypnotized him or something and he swears you to secrecy. he’s a little awkward around you for a couple of days, his entire skull going bright red when he sees you. he’d appreciate if you didn’t bring it up.
- he travels a lot and you’re his traveling buddy. while he doesn’t mind being alone, and to be honest used to prefer it save for his brother, he likes having you around. you offer a new perspective he previously didn’t see. g isn’t fond of idiots and he’s got a bit of an ego, he’s steadfast in his morals, and generally doesn’t like when people contradict him. except you. he says he needs a breath of reality, but maybe he’s got a soft spot for you.
- being on the road means sharing close quarters and cheap motels, falling asleep on him is an inevitability, one he thought he prepared himself for. the two of you ended up in the last room available with only one bed, a stupid cliché his brother is fond of that he used to think was stupid, but now he can’t help a thrill of excitement, one he shoves into a box and compartmentalizes. you are friends. that’s all.
- he covers his nerves with a few jokes and a movie selection, its some action flick from the 80s. he’s got a soft spot for them. its cheesy and you’re both cracking jokes and eating popcorn. you quickly learn he can catch the kernels in his mouth no matter how you throw them and will vehemently deny all your claims that he’s cheating with a smirk. eventually, you tire yourself out and your head thumps against his side.
- g has always known that humans are fragile. while their souls are sturdy, their bodies aren’t. the smallest fault in your system could kill you in a second. lose too much blood, air bubble in your veins, hit too hard on the head, any of it, and you’re gone forever. with you curled up by his side, guard completely down, he’s struck with how much he would really truly miss you if anything happened to you. when you wake up, he’s coming back into the room with breakfast and coffee. g never mentions that you fell asleep on him, but you notice that he’s gotten much more protective of you than he was before.
