I have felt too self conscious to actually post this last year but here I go.. I'm posting this now, this was just a test out for a painting color style. I drew underfell papyrus if you couldn't tell..
I feel like I could have done way better with this but again this was just to test out my abilities to color digitally, don't really like it so I'll just stick to traditional art for now 😞
After Crook's trial run in the kitchen, which went amazingly, you had two more Monsters come in asking about your help wanted ad. A rather edgy rabbit named Hopps and a rather seductive spider named Madame. Hopps specialized in ice cream treats that had hidden insults. Madame on the other hand, specialized in desserts that had an aphrodisiac effect.
This opened up a few different options you could add to your menus. Like a secret menu and an adults only menu. They were very skilled and meshed well with not just you but Axe and Crooks. So, you hired them right on the spot. The three would be going through training first thing in the morning and Axe would once again be there for moral support for his brother.
While sweet, you couldn’t imagine how bored the larger skeleton was going to be just sitting in the kitchen. You’d figure something out for him tomorrow. For now, you needed to get uniforms for your new employees. Probably yourself as well. Since it was usually just you, you didn’t feel the need for an actual uniform.
But now that you had staff and were expanding your business it was a must. You couldn’t wait to tell everyone about it when you got home. Wiping down the counter, you checked the time. Sans or Papyrus should be here soon to pick you up soon.
Hearing the bell over your front door jingle, you turned with a smile expecting to see one of your husbands to have come in. Instead, you saw one of your new roommates.
“Edge? What are you doing here?”
Hopefully, it wasn’t to order anything. Everything’s been turned off and wiped down. “NO. I HAVE COME TO TAKE YOU HOME.”
He came to pick you up? Okay. You admit, you blue screened for a moment before checking for any messages on your phone. Yep. A text from Sans telling you that he and Papyrus were running late because of work stuff.
“Sorry. I should have checked my phone earlier. Let me finish closing up and we can go.”
“Boss. What should we do with the leftovers- Captain Papyrus!” Hopps looked absolutely terrified at the sight of Edge.
Looks like they knew each other in their Underground. Ignoring and not drawing attention to the rabbit Monster’s slip up on Edge’s name, you made your way over to Hopps, who was now standing at attention.
“Hopps. Your question?”
His eyes darted between you and Edge. It was clear that he was scared of doing or saying anything that might get him in trouble. Now, that wouldn’t do. Gently taking Hopps’ soft, furry face in your hands, you made him look you in the eyes.
“Listen to me. Are you listening?” Once he nodded, you continued. “He isn’t going to do anything to you. I wouldn’t let anyone hurt you. Not him. Not some random human. No one.”
It was silent for a moment before he practically melted into your hands. It was rather shocking but you weren’t about to call him out. Especially not in front of someone who scared him so horribly. Plus… it was kind of sweet that he trusted you that much.
“Hopps? What was your question?”
Standing up right, the rabbit Monster cleared his throat. Stuffing his hands into his jean pockets, he looked away from you to try and hide his embarrassment. “The leftovers from today. What do ya want done with ‘em?”
Letting your hands fall to your sides, you gave him a small smile. You forgot to talk to your new employees about that. So, seeing him take the initiative and ask about it made you proud. You knew that was a little silly, but it was small things like this that mattered to you.
“Thank you for asking. I usually just take them home with me. If there’s more than we can eat at home, I’ll take them to schools, hospitals, homeless shelters… whoever needs the food.”
Not only was it a waste of money, it was a waste of food. Why let all that perfectly good food go to waste when there was someone out there who needed it?
“I’ll start packing it up.”
“YOU SHOULDN’T JUST EAT HER FOOD WITHOUT PERMISSION.” You heard Crooks scold someone as you entered the kitchen.
“it’s just going to go to waste if i don’t.”
That was Axe. It seemed like he had a similar mindset as you. “It’s okay, Crooks. I’m about to start packing it up anyways. He can have as much as he likes.”
Both skeletons looked startled- surprised? One of those emotions. For a long moment, no one said or did anything. Until, Axe slowly raised his hand up to his teeth that had a cookie in it, opened his mouth to show an ecto tongue and canines, and put the whole dessert in his mouth. All while maintaining eye contact with you.
You don’t know why, but you found the whole thing hilarious and couldn’t stop yourself from laughing. Beginning to pack up the leftovers from today, you tried to ignore all the eyes on you.
“You guys are more than welcome to take some home with you, too. Whatever you don’t take and is claimed at my house will be donated.”
“...That Is Very Kind Of You…”
Oh… okay. There was some stuff to unpack there. That, however, was for a different day. You had to distract yourself from how small Crooks sounded and how heartbreaking that felt. Think, think, think of something else before you start crying!
Hopps! Hopps’ soft fur. How scared he looked when he saw Edge. How he called Edge captain. Wait. Captain? Was Edge captain of one of the Royal Guards? It makes sense with Hopps’ reaction and the uniform Edge is wearing.
Edge’s uniform. God, now there was a thought. It wasn’t anything like what he wore when you first met him. That outfit was distracting in its own right. Tight black leather pants, a black leather jacket with spikes on the shoulders, heeled boots, red undershirt, and red gloves. He was sexy on a stick.
But, holy fuck. Nothing could beat him in his work uniform. It was his usual color scheme. Mostly black with hints of red and fit his body so well.
“Boss. You’re droolin’.”
Snapping out of your thoughts that were quickly turning inappropriate, you whipped your head around to glare at Hopps. He was leaning on his arms against the counter, smirking at you.
“I am not drooling.”
“Yeah ya are.” Using his finger, Hopps wiped some drool that was running down your chin before smiling triumphantly. “See?”
“Wha- you-”
In your flustered state, you could barely string a sentence together to defend yourself. Which caused him to burst out laughing, making your cheeks burn.
“What are ya thinkin’ ‘bout that has ya droolin’?”
“Shut up! It’s none of your business!”
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The car ride home with Edge was… interesting. He went from ranting about how employees should respect their bosses to sitting in complete silence. You couldn’t tell if he was actually mad or if he was just jealous of how Hopps is comfortable enough around you already to play and tease. Though, Edge seemed like the kind of guy who would let you know when he was mad no matter who was around.
You were grateful to finally get home. You were tired and hungry. You wanted to eat dinner, have a bath, and enjoy some downtime before bed. Once inside, Blue ran to greet you with a large smile and a bone crushing hug.
“WELCOME HOME, (Y/N).”
“YOU MORON! LET HER GO! SHE CAN’T BREATHE!”
Quickly releasing you, Blue took a step back. “I AM SO SORRY (Y/N)!”
Taking in a few deep breathes, you gave the shorter skeleton a small reassuring smile. “It’s okay. Maybe just not so tight next time? You’re a lot stronger than I am.”
“YOU’VE MADE IT HOME JUST IN TIME FOR DINNER. ALLOW ME TO TAKE THOSE OFF YOUR HANDS FOR YOU, MY DEAR.” Taking the boxes from your hands, Wine made his way to the kitchen.
“WHAT ARE THOSE, (Y/N)?”
“Those, Blue, would be some of the leftovers from today’s work day. My new employees took the rest of them.”
Slipping your shoes off, you followed after Wine to the kitchen. You wanted to put all the desserts you brought home on your dessert stand. Make it all nice and pretty for after dinner. But when you got in there, Black was scolding Mutt for getting into the box of cupcakes.
All you could do was laugh. So Mutt had no self control when it came to sweets it seemed. Maybe he’d be interested in taste testing some of your new recipe ideas? Clearing your throat, you smiled at the brothers when they turned to look at you.
“Don’t eat too many of those before dinner.”
Mutt slowly put the cupcake back down while stuffing liner from the one he had already eaten in his jacket pocket. “they’re so good, darlin’. you can’t blame me.”
“YOU JUST HAVE NO SELF CONTROL.”
“you’d agree with me if you tried one for yourself, bro.”
“I WILL BE WAITING UNTIL AFTER DINNER. LIKE A SENSEABLE PERSON.”
Amused by the brothers’ bickering, you got to work making the dessert tower look presentable. Once done, you brought it and the couple of plates of what couldn’t fit on the tower, to the dining room table.
“those look delicious, starshine.” Sans said, leaning against the door frame, Papyrus smiling behind him.
arghhh finally came out of a long artblock with these two. I've drawn red a few times but usually as doodles, never a fully-fledged piece of him. As for edge, this is my first time drawing him and I gotta say I enjoyed it quite a bit =D
Would it be okay for me to request Fresh, the Fell brothers, and Sans headcannons if (Y/n) had super sensitive thighs, please? Nsfw is okay with me 😊 if not that's fine too take care!
SgGAKDF I didn't see your request until now- Sure thing. thanks for your request, anon!
Sensitive/thick thigh gang, way? 👀 you all know what time it is!
❗️MATURE CONTENT UNDER THE SPLIT❗️
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Fresh:
Angel have mercy on you if this bastard finds out, he will tease you.
It will be so simple, he will just rest his hand on your thigh randomly- nothing to big or bold. Until he starts rubbing small circles and his hand creeps closer and closer to your inner thigh. He likes to tease you in public if you'll let him, his favorite times are when you both are out on a date like the movies or dinner.
Red:
He teases too, but more so as a reminder that he is more than willing to render those pretty legs useless later.
He lives to leave marks on you, neck, thighs, chest, wherever you'll let him leave hickeys or love bites.
Edge:
He especially loves it when your legs are over his shoulders, how soft and plush your thighs are against him.
He will leave kisses along your inner thigh, maybe a nip or two- but he is always careful not to hurt you. Unless you ask him to,
Sans:
He likes to lay with his head between your thighs, not even in a sexual way (most of the time) he just loves how you have warm soft thighs for him to cuddle with.
He likes to grip your thighs, holding them apart when they try to close. It's a little reminder that he is the one making you feel good and just how much you are liking his attentions.
- a few extras because I'm like that -
Blue:
He lives for massaging you after, to watch your muscles relax as he rubs soothing circles along your body- and the little noises you make when he gets to your thighs make him all the more happy.
He wants to thigh-fuck you, he wants to so bad. He wanted to before he found out that your soft thighs were so sensitive, but when he did find out... It made him feel some type of way.
Mutt:
Sit on his face. He needs it more than the air he doesn't even need to breathe. Nothing will make him happier than eating it for his pleasure. It dosen't matter what is between your legs, just as long as his skull can be one if them. He will beg if you want him too... Just please let him please you, nothing would make him happier.
He snuggles your thighs, and this habit of his is exactly how he disfigured out just how sensitive they are.
Milord:
He utilizes this fact after he figures it out, it's a silent way he can tell you something- when he slides a sly hand to hold your thigh it can tell you many things. If he is jealous, if you are testing his patients with your teasing, or if you should prepare yourself for the plans he has in mind when you two get alone. It can also be a question, a way of asking if you are in the mood or not, and if you aren't you can move his hand from your thigh to a more family friendly hand-hold
Money:
He loves to feel your ass and thighs pressed against him in any way- sitting on his lap, straddling him, griding on him, riding him.
He is happiest when you cuddle him, legs wrapped around him while his skull is resting on your chest.
Black:
He has the urge to bite, leave a mark that lets everyone know you are his... He suppressed this and settles with Hickey's and nipping at the soft skin instead.
He likes how strong your thighs feel despite being so soft and pretty, he likes how the push against him or try to pin him when you are straddling him. He lives for the playful challenge.
