Screw it. I'm sending my rock ask. How would Underfell, Farmtale, Mafiatale, and (if you want to include him) the Mossy Boi be with a crush (or s/o) who likes to collect cool rocks they find and will sometimes gift the particularly pretty ones or heart shaped ones to them? Kinda like penguins do when they like another penguin. If that's too many to do, I don't mind it being just Underfell and Mafiatale.
- Ghost
We love rocks around here, don’t we? 😂🤚
S/O Gifting Them a Rock:
Red: Cute little things like this? They get him every time. The fact that it’s heart/soul shaped makes it even worse. He’s stuttering, he takes the rock of course, and quickly tucks it away in his pocket but he’s also cursing at himself and telling you how much of a cheeseball you are. Don’t let that fool you. He’s super flattered rn.
Boss: He takes it graciously and thanks you. He’s very touched. The fact that it’s soul/heart-shaped is what gets him. This is very significant to him. Any rocks you give him get placed in a neat little row in his nightstand by his bed. If he happens to see a rock he thinks you’ll like he’ll look both ways to see if anyone’s watching before snatching it off the ground and pocketing it for later. It’s only fair he gives you a rock back right?
Sinter: Ah, well. That’s adorable. He takes the rock and tucks it close to his rib-cage inside his vest. “Thank you, Sweetheart.” You’ll receive a thankful kiss and he’ll go about his day. On jobs that are hard/risky or when he’s been away from you for too long, he’ll take it out of his vest and just hold it, thinking about you.
Busta: You’re just too sweet!! He takes the rock and holds it up to the light, admiring it. It’s beautiful! But not as beautiful as you! Much like his brother, he tucks it away in his vest for safekeeping. Eventually, he goes to a jeweler and gets it put on a chain. Now it’s close to him wherever he goes!
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Moss: Oh, he knows precisely what you’re doing. These kinds of things have a lot of meaning to his people. He purrs and cradles the rock close to his chest. A day later he’ll lead you deep into the swamp. (He’ll carry you, of course, he doesn’t want you getting in the water.) It’s a small secluded spot surrounded by a canopy of trees, almost encasing this small patch of ground he’s brought you to. Fireflies fly about, casting everything in a soft glow as the frogs start to chirp and croak. It’s where he lives. His home. It’s beautiful. It’s not exactly a gift like yours but he hopes you realize how meaningful it is that he’s shown you where he stays.
