New Characters Added - Introducing Swapfell/Fellswap AU's!
As promised, here come the 3 new Swapfell Au's!
From the far left starting from Classic Swapfell!
Nox - A Prim and proper royal guard captain with strict principles. He is assured, and very prideful. Nox often comes off as a stick in the mud but he couldn't care less of other peoples opinions of him.
Rus - A money grubbing, conspiracy loving, shit stirring, lone wolf. Rus is a chatty and friendly monster that always manages to stick his nose into things where money is involved, however as friendly as he might seem, he rejects any and all attempts at close kinship. His personal history and inner thoughts are locked behind a massive paywall.
Next up in the very middle we have a Swapfell/Fellswap combo!
Berry - A bratty, boastful and energetic skeleton. Berry believes that he is always right and everything he does deserves its own movie rendition! Its never surprising to find Berry loudly complaining about something that slightly got on his nerves, seeing as nothing seemed to be up to his standards!
Syrup - A deathly quiet and loyal hound, answering his brothers every whim and call with a dutiful "Yes, M'lord." A very apathetic monster that is bored of the world around him, but whenever he finds something of interest... things become dangerous...
(Very much inspired by @battlemaiden13 's Swapfell rendition)
And last but not least on the far right we have the Fellswap Gold brothers!
Wine - A conspiring businessman. Wine is knowledgeable in all things business and is known for scheming and charming his way into high society! Loves the more expensive things in life and can be rather controlling. Very protective of his younger brother.
Coffee - A timid and shy monster that struggles making social connections. He is an introvert and often spends time alone, albeit whether its by choice or due to being confined to his house - its hard to tell. Anyone who ha managed to get closer to Coffee would know that he secretly yearns for new connections and exciting new experiences.
Aaaaand thats all of them! Asks are open and im excited to write more on any single one of these boys so feel free to slide into my askbox! :)
note: i just wanted to apologize for my very clear favouritism here </3
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💙Sans:
Sans is an observer, he has a keen eye and uses it to his advantage. He likes to lay back and watch, allowing himself to get a feel for a situation before getting involved.
He usually uses this ability of his for reasons revolving caution. He may be a laid back sort of guy, but he can never be too careful. It's not like his tendencies to scrutinize go noticed by anyone either. No harm done.
So when he meets his you, his future S/O, and doesn't feel the need to scrutinize, something changes in his life. Feeling disarmed never felt so good before.
Sans admires his S/O's natural way of easing a room. Easing him. He feels like he can breathe a bit easier when you're around, whether you realize it or not.
Others don't notice any difference in Sans's behaviour since meeting you. He'll always be regular old Sans to everyone.
However, he feels different. His jokes feel a bit more sincere on his tongue, his tone more raw, and less protected. He hopes he can repay you for this one day.
🧡Papyrus:
It's no secret that Papyrus has a hard time making friends. Of course people like him, he's pleasant and kind, and he's really hard to miss.
But he wants to feel related to, not looked upon in confusion and amusement.
Sometimes, being watched instead of really spoken to makes him feel incredibly isolated. He's good at pretending otherwise, but it does get to him sometimes.
When he first met you, he was positively surprised when you matched his energy almost immediately. Your tone wasn't forced, your words not lathered in butter and ridiculously sugarcoated. You didn't treat him like a strange, cheery guy you happened to entertain for the sake of being kind. No, you enjoy his big personality.
Papyrus loves his S/O's ability to keep up with him. You immediately become his favourite person ever. You effortlessly fit into his life, and he couldn't be more happy to have you with him.
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🫐Blue:
Blue gets passionate about things. He can't like things normally. When he gets interested in something, it absolutely consumes his every waking moment for weeks before something new catches his eye.
He walks out of a movie theatre after enjoying the film he just saw? He's scouring the undernet for every piece of merchandise he can find and making a playlist of video essays dissecting each character. He needs something to listen to while he's training afterall.
He finishes a game he picked up on a whim and liked? He's spontaneously making a character accurate cosplay that he'll wear to the next local convention. He's going on online artist shops and buying stickers of his favourite characters. He's getting keychains and hanging them wherever he can.
He stumbled upon you one day, maybe on the subway, maybe on a bus, but he noticed a piece of fan merch pinned to your bag and he couldn't help himself. He needed to tell you he loved it.
The quick admiration for your pin turned into a (consensual) info-dumping session because, guess what! The character on your pin was from Blue's insane fixation three months ago!
When you do some info-dumping of your own, he is not only thoroughly impressed, but he feels like thanking the stars for the opportunity to have met you. He has never met anyone who enjoys media as much as he does. He's met his match.
Blue admires his S/O's ability to have deep, intense passions for things like he does. He yearns to nerd out with someone, and you have all the qualities to become his go-to nerd out buddy.
He especially loves listening to you go on and on about something he knows absolutely nothing about. The more obscure to him, the better. And if you'll listen to his own interests in return? You know just how to get to his metaphorical heart!
He just thinks you're so beautiful, in and out. In a world of putting others down for having interests and passions of your own, you continue being yourself.
swap sans taglist: @nurseeverbloomviolet
🚬Stretch:
Like Sans, Stretch keeps a weather eye on everything. However, his disarming personality and laid back qualities make it hard for others to notice just how much he notices.
He feels sort of alone in that regard, always passively watching over his loved ones. He isn't overbearing. This is simply a responsibility he gave himself, something always at the back of his mind.
So, imagine his surprise when you suddenly appeared in his life, eyes just as keen as his? Wow. He's interested.
Much like himself, you make a habit of examining your surroundings, and the people within them. You have a way of reading others that genuinely impresses Stretch.
You see things that go unnoticed even by him sometimes. Not only that, but you use it for the betterment of yourself and others.
He sincerely doesn't know how you do it, but you just know when someone's feeling down, and you do what you can to make them feel better.
Stars, you're so cool.
Stretch admires his S/O's ability to be just as vigilant as himself. He thinks it makes you look intelligent, gooosshh, he could stare at you all day-
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🍫Red:
It isn't possible to thrive in the underground Red grew up in. It was dark, scary, violent, nowhere for a child to be living in. But, Red had to learn to survive, in more ways than one.
He learned how to fight, how to attack and wound, how to kill. He had to, for his brother sake and for his own. But he also learned how to shut off his emotions.
Perhaps not completely, he never figured out how to become a numb-minded killer, going through the motions of the day in order to make it back home in one piece. He still woke up from nightmares in a panic, he still got worried when Edge left the house for too long, but he was good at pretending he didn't give a shit about anything.
When Red first started dating you, he felt sick. Of course, this wasn't your fault, and he would never dare mention it to you, but sometimes the thought of you made him nauseous.
Stars, did he want it to work. He really did! But having to force those soft emotions he buried deep inside him to come out and make themselves known? That went against every survival instinct he'd ever known.
Somehow, you figured it out. You hadn't read these thoughts of his in a journal, or overheard him confiding in another, no. You just knew. You never brought it up either, you knew not to do that to.
Instead, you gave him space when he needed it, before he'd even have to ask. He never felt so seen in his life.
Red admires his S/O's ability to know when he needs space, and when he needs to be smothered with affection. He has a hard time with words and communication, and for you to effortlessly understand what he needs brings him so much more peace than you'd ever imagine.
After a while, he stopped needing the space. He likes you beside him, where he can keep an eye on you, or pull you into his arms whenever he pleases.
🔺Edge:
Edge did not become the notorious, feared man that he is today on a whim, nor for personal pleasure. He did it as a means of survival. In order to be safe, you need to be terrifying. He learned this lesson at a young age, and lived by it ever since.
Many believe that Edge's ability to command and control comes naturally to him. He is a product of his unlivable, harsh environment after all. Not only does he continue to survive, but he seems to be thriving. Stars, he climbed the ranks and became the head of the Royal Guard!
However, Edge's biggest skill his ability to act. He conceals it flawlessly, but he is, undoubtedly, the most miserable monster in the underground.
Edge is not a violent force not to be reckoned with at heart, no. He simply doesn't know how to function otherwise. The world never gave him the opportunity to be kind, and he grew up believing kindness was a fool's way of ensuring suicide.
When meeting you, you left an impression so unforgettable, that he remained puzzled and captivated by it. Your expression so kind, your acts so genuine, it haunted him for weeks. How could someone like you act the way you do and remain alive? Why hasn't someone erased you off of the face of the earth like every other weak, emotional wreck?
What is your secret? He wants desperately to know. He, too, wants to be kind.
Edge admires his S/O's ability to remain kind and true to themselves, no matter how unforgiving the world is. You remind him of someone he wishes he could afford to be.
You help him know that he is allowed to be vulnerable, and gentle, and true to himself. Perhaps not in front of others, but at the very least in your company.
Sometimes he worries that your kindness will get you killed. He is tormented by paranoid thoughts of you never coming home, dead and stiff somewhere.
However, he also knows you're the toughest person he has ever met. If your gentle nature and empathy can survive in a world of murders and horrors beyond comprehension, he knows you can handle yourself. He has faith in you, just as you have faith in him.
Some parts MAY be slightly spicy, but nothing explicit!
Apologies for any grammatical errors, this wasn't proof-read at ALL! I'm also not an English speaker.
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INK
Owns a lot of pictures of you. He stole a camera from some AU just so he could take photos of you and him... Mostly you. He just wants to capture every part of you.
Speaking of capturing... You're pretty much his favorite muse. There's nothing he likes more than drawing you specifically.
Ink never actually tried digital art... But he is like an expert at traditional! His drawings of you look professional as hell. He's not being subtle when his drawings of you look much more detailed than his other stuff.
There's a lot of things that Ink forgets, hell- he even forgets what he's talking about most of the time, but he still somehow doesn't forget to tell you when he has to leave the Doodlesphere.
"Byee Muffin! I'll be going out!"
Ink has a habbit of mentioning you everywhere to everyone. He's like that one friend that can't stop talking about his super awesome partner. (Swap and Dream just nod politely but don't comment on it)
Both of his eyes immediately turn into hearts when he sees/hears you.
He writes little details about you as a reminder for himself on his scarf. Honestly, at this point? 90% of the stuff on his scarf is just informations about you.
ERROR
Error forgot how to genuinely love another person a long time ago... And while he may be skittish at times when it comes to affection... He has other ways of showing it.
Error likes knitting you different things. Mostly clothes, like scarfs, gloves, hats, etc. And you know he cares a lot about you when his work has tiny details woven in it.
That one time that you said you liked this animal? Boom! It's now incorporated in the hat he's been knitting you!
Gets strangely offended when someone even DARES to imply that he doesn't care about you. They must be crazy! (Acting as if he isn't the crazy one.)
Instead of giving you a hug (he can't because of Haphephobia) he'll wrap his strings around you instead. Sometimes even squeezes you.
Likes listening to you. He'll be content in just listening to you while he drifts off... Your voice is just so comforting to him.
While he doesn't enjoy when others get to him and make him lower his defenses... No one gets to him quite like you. In a good way, of course! He tries to get over his Haphephobia for you, so that he could actually touch you. But it's a long process.
DREAM
Good luck with getting this man to do anything that won't involve you. While he tries to keep you out of the way in battle... He gets really worried if he won't see you for a long period of time. So he takes you with him on his missions adventures.
It's usually the low-stakes missions, so he knows you'll be safe. He gets really frustrated with himself if the mission/adventure turned out to actually not be all that safe.
Dream likes to relax with you after a long day. Just... Sitting beside you, reading a book and not even saying anything while you do your own thing. That's peak relationship right there.
He doesn't like using his positivity on you. He only uses it on you if you specifically ask him for it... But other than that? He doesn't want you to experience fake emotions. That just feels awful, in his perspective.
Dream just always struck me as someone who has a very traditional way of looking at a relationship, so I think he'd basically do everything from holding your hand, kissing you (somehow)... No sex until marriage, unfortunately for you. But perhaps you could persuade him somehow.
NIGHTMARE
Sweet mercy, Nightmare is NOTHING like his brother. He doesn't "wait until marriage", nor does he hold your hand. One might call him.... A little freaky? But he's definitely treating you less like you're his partner and more like you're his property.
Don't let that fool you though... Being the partner of one of the most powerful monsters of all time has its perks.
And while Nightmare doesn't do "relationships", his inner other self (passive) is absolutely lovey-dovey in love with you that it's almost pathetic. At least... In Nightmare's eyes.
He sometimes randomly rolls his eyes, and you never know why. Little did you know that it's because his other self made some gushing, absolutely diabolically down-bad comment about you.
Nightmare never actually tells you that he loves you, or that he appreciates you... But he does show it in different ways. For example; your dates are the most EXPENSIVE things ever. Nightmare goes all out, despite calling you "his pet" constantly.
Him and his other self share at least one thing... They can't get enough of you.
SWAP
Swap is the most loving boyfriend on this list probably. He's not ashamed to scream his love for you from the rooftops!
He rather enjoys cooking for you. He makes sure to learn how to cook your favorite meal, no matter how hard or weird it might be! We love a good malewife in this household.
Swap carries you over puddles, and other things. He just likes holding you in his arms, honestly. (No, he definitely isn't doing it because he likes feeling you pressed to his body, nuh-uh!)
Swap makes sure to shower you in praise wherever you go or whatever you do. Even giving you indirect compliments... Like talking to his buddies, and suddenly, he's like; "[Name] is the best partner I could've ever gotten." Out loud so you can hear him.
Please, please wear his clothes more! He loves watching you drown in his fabric!
KILLER
Dating Killer is a wild ride, mostly because it's a gamble what kind of personality you'll get from him. But he remains... Pretty much the same with you. Or at least... Tries to.
Killer's honestly shocked that Nightmare let him date you. He cherishes that everyday!
If there's one thing you can expect from Killer... It's PDA. He's literally all over you (sometimes literally). Always has to at LEAST have his hand around your waist. No, he doesn't care if it makes anyone uncomfortable.
I feel like Killer wouldn't actually know a lot about dating... So he's just raw-dogging it half the time.
Killer has a tendency to get absolutely distracted when you enter the room. He literally has heart eyes for you.
He might even let you touch his knife... On the promise that you won't harm yourself.
Killer is NOT actually as dirty-minded as one might think, he's more... Shockingly shy. Despite always touching you and being all talk but no bite, the moment you initiate something intimate? Dude's a goner. Can't think, can't speak and he's hella sweating. But he's agreeing to whatever you ask him for in an INSTANT.
Can I request Killer Sans or any of them tbh x a very very awkward reader (masc preferred but GN is fine!) Reader is trying to be sweet and stuff but gets very embarrassed and usually ends up just leaving a gift at his door and running away, or will try to start a conversation to try and be charming or something but ends up being a nervous wreck and goes to run and hide from embarrassment
So, an unintentional secret admirer basically.
Have a nice day / night!
ehhehehegheheee first request !! Hope this is to your liking anon <33 it's a bit ooc I feel? So sorry if it seems like so !!
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Killer notices you putting the little presents on his doorstep immediately, but doesn't intervene out of curiosity. Observing you from the shadows as you fidget around, indecisiveness chewing at your soul if you should knock or not— before watching you ring the doorbell and running away.
They’re usually small things. Wrapped clumsily, snacks he offhandedly mentioned liking once, a sharpening stone for his knife that’s way too high quality to be random, or just a simple trinket you found or made for him. Always left at his door, always when he’s gone.
The first time he catches you in the act, pretending to be shocked to fish out reactions, you panicked and dropped the gift– it was a particularly fragile one, breaking into pieces as it hit the ground.
You managed to mourn it for a few seconds before remembering Killer was still standing next to you, hastily apologizing and bolting out of there.
He doesn’t chase you, but before escaping the scene you could've sworn you heard a chuckle from him.
But what you didn't notice as you ran away, is him picking up the now broken trinket as an emotion he buried long ago, one he thought he never wanted to spring up in his ribs ever again, started blooming.
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│ ✦ Killer clocks you as a very awkward person immediately, the kind of awkward that comes from caring too much and not knowing what to do with it. And unfortunately him that care was directed to him.
✦ At first, he genuinely thinks the gifts are a trap. He checks them for magic, poison, some kind of tracking spell— surely you're just trying to bribe him?
But he finds none that confirms his paranoia, it's just..a gift. a thoughtful, loving gift from you.
✦ You do try to talk to him sometimes! You’ll approach with a plan in mind, compliment him, maybe ask how his day was—but then your brain short-circuits halfway through and it all comes out a mess
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“Uh— hi! Hey- I just uh— I mean—”
Killer just stares as you stumble through you wirds. Smiling wide and waiting.
You absolutely crumble under the eye contact, and he of course he takes enjoyment in it
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✦ Killer notices you have a habit of: Shoving gifts into his hands mid-sentence. Leaving them on the floor between you. Or straight-up dropping them and fleeing like you committed a crime
But he never mocks you for it. Teases? Absolutely. Cruel? No...mostly. Look you have to make your own entertainment sometimes.
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“Y’know,” he says once, casually, “you could just stay, I don't mind having company ;)”
You do not. In fact, you ran away almost immediately.
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✦ He keeps everything you give him. Even the stuff he won't use, or the awkward handwritten notes with crossed-out words and shaky writing. He keeps them all.
✦ And eventually, he starts leaving you things back. Placing them all at your doorstep just like you do with his.
While usually just trinkets and nifty things he finds on missions, there's the occasional snack left where you normally sit, paired with a note saying “missed you” or an awful pickup line without a signature
✦ He absolutely knows you’re a secret admirer, as close to one as you can manage. He also knows you’re terrified, so he lets the game go on longer than necessary—because it makes you happy, and because he likes that soft look you get when you think he hasn’t noticed you were the one planting these gifts.
│It's cute.
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│You finally manage to start a conversation. Unfortunately for you it goes horrible.
You trip over your words, ramble, apologize for rambling, then apologize for apologizing. Your face is burning. Your hands are shaking. You’re halfway through deciding whether it would be socially acceptable to fake your own disappearance.
Killer just observes you as you stumble through your words, stifling a giggle as he tilts his head, empty sockets boring into your soul.
“…You’re adorable” he says, completely sincere..which honestly made it more eerie, this is Killer we're talking about, sincerity isn't exactly in his inventory.
Feeling that you've somehow messed up more then usual from his tone, you made a strangled noise and turned to flee.
But before you can put your legs to work, phalanges firmly grabbing you by your wrist.
“Hey,” he adds, voice softer then he intended. “You don’t gotta run. I ain't gonna bite you.”
You pause.
His smirk turns more smug.
“…Unless you ask.”
│You do run after that—but he’s laughing as you go.
I LOVE winged/avian readers, and I am in a desperate need for more of it, so I'm providing it. Enjoy.
Classic, Fell, Dream
Classic:
He defo would say he wants to get coffee or something and suggest that you fly him which would make you hella suspicious because he can literally just teleport??? But it's your boyfriend and you love him, so you fly him to get coffee only to realize it was a trap to give you no other choice but to listen to his obnoxious puns for five minutes straight
Is low key confused on how he's dating someone as angelic as you but hey he's not complaining. "He makes me laugh" ahh relationship
Dating a person with wings while you have a constellation obsession has its perks: You wrap a bandanna around his eye sockets and fly him up to the tallest roof in your city. You can't help but giggle at how he clutches your arm as he adjusts to being on solid ground again. You untie the bandanna around his face, revealing the blanket and telescope you had set up for the both of you. His eye lights dilate just enough for you to take notice, and his smile grows wider. He tries to act casual at first, but you see right through his act. You spend the whole date listening to your lovely boyfriend yap on about every constellation in the sky and their individual histories
Fell:
Would DEFINITELY say that stupid pick up line, "did it hurt when you fell from heaven" because it fits too well and he wouldn't give up that opportunity
He's not the best when it comes to being straightforward with any other emotion but anger, so he will NEVER admit it - though you could always tell by the way he would be grumpy with you if you stopped - but it makes his heart do flips when you wrap your wings around him when you're hugging or cuddling. Even if you just lay your wing on top of him while you're sleeping
He's quick to find out about your wings being sensitive and uses it to his advantage
Dream:
He is constantly touching your wings. Cuddling? He loves having you lay on his chest while his phalanges run through your feathers, touching each one carefully for just the right amount of time before moving on to the next, watching as your breathing slows and you start to become more and more drowsy
He offers to preen your wings any time you look stressed or distraught because he knows it always helps you relax
He is absolutely mesmerized by your wings. He thinks they make you look angelic, the way the rays from the sunrise will hit them in just the right way to make them look golden makes his jaw drop in awe
If you were to gift him one of your feathers, he would turn it into a necklace or a keychain and never go anywhere without it
He would start to take more of an interest in birds. If he's walking through an AU he'll stop to watch the birds. During stressful times where he can't be with you, being around birds helps him calm down
Scattered Souls is a volunteer run UTMV dating sim that began its development in July of 2025, created by @rhyxez and @redmajor.
Much like its inspiration, Undertale, Scattered Souls is a game where your choices determine your consequences. With 3-5 possible endings for all ten characters, there are many in-game choices you will get to make to interact with all the game’s characters. With the number of characters, endings, and alternative dialogues, there will be an undetermined amount of hours of combined gameplay. Since this project is so large, we do not have a confirmed release date as of yet. However, we do monthly updates, so you are able to stay informed.
When the demo and game are respectively complete, they are planned to be downloadable on Gamejolt and Itch.io
This game will contain: Monster Racism, Existential Crisis's, Injury, Arson, Swearing, etc.
Cast & Crew
Co-Creator, Director, Developer/Coder, Co-Sound Coordinator, Lead Writer: @rhyxez (a.k.a, me :3)
Lead Writer & Full body sprite artist for Fresh: @fairytaleinagem
Worldbuilding & Full body sprite artist for Sans and Red: @fruitbatthecat
Full body sprite artist for Edge: @the-gentleman-cat
SSDS is a volunteer project, and we are in desperate need of background artists and full body sprite artists. We are also looking for co-writers, etc. If you are interested applications will be linked at the bottom of this post.
gender neutral reader, soft killer, non-explicit intimacy, fluff, treating wounds, clingy killer, killer and reader are in an established relationship
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a/n: CHANGED MY MIND here's some killer content for today!
It's a quiet evening. You find yourself sitting alone in your room, relaxing on the edge of your bed and scrolling on your phone. No plans, no objectives..now's a perfect time to chill. Letting out the occasional huff, you scroll mindlessly, losing track of time for a little while.
It isn't until you hear the sound of someone shortcutting nearby that you stop, lifting your head.
Killer greets you with a little wave the same way he always does, his eyelights just barely flickering into view as he spots you before returning to the dark voids of his eyesockets.
"Hey, you. How'd it go?" You smile up at him.
He leans against the doorway a bit.
"ran into some trouble, but i'm fine. nothing too big." He shrugs, shooting you a grin.
You stand, putting your phone down to walk over to him.
"That's good, I was a little worried..you guys were out pretty late. But I trust you to handle things- I'm glad to see you."
"heh, couldn't stand to be parted from me for a day?" He points finger guns at you.
"No, it was pure agony, actually. I was about to die of loneliness before you showed up!" You drape an arm over your forehead dramatically.
"oh, the horror- good thing i'm speedy." He chuckles, pausing for a moment. "uh..sorry for worrying you.. i would've sent you a message, but i was caught up in the fight."
"Don't worry, I understand." You come to a stop just in front of him, holding out your arms, you silently offer a hug if he's feeling up to it.
After a moment of contemplation, he slumps against you, lightly bumping his head against your shoulder. You're quick to wrap your arms around him, nuzzling your head against the side of his. A moment of calm passes before you squeeze him a little tighter, stopping once you hear a very faint wince.
Worry shoots through your senses, and you immediately pull back to look at his face. A strained smile is what greets you, Killer's posture growing more tense than usual.
"..Killer, how badly were you hurt?"
"nothing major, just some scratches.." He averts his gaze from you.
"Killer. Please be honest with me." You furrow your brows, gently resting a hand against his cheek. "If you're hurt, I'd like to take care of you. You shouldn't have to deal with this on your own. Please tell me."
His cheekbones flush a light shade of red, and he looks down at the floor.
"..i may have gotten a little in over my head, but it's okay. i handled things."
You sigh, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"Go sit down, I'll get some medicine and healing stuff."
"it's not even that big of a deal, really-"
"Killer." You warn.
"it's just a couple scratches, i'm fine!"
"Killer. Please." You furrow your brows.
He shrinks a bit, but complies, going over to sit on the edge of your bed. You walk out of the room to go into the nearest bathroom, feeling around the cabinet behind your mirror and grabbing what you think might be useful. Satisfied with your choices, you then return to your room, closing the door behind you and walking over to him again. He scoots back a bit on the bed so you can sit with him, and you climb onto it to kneel in front of him.
"Where were you hurt?"
"..they got my ribcage..sides. arms a little bit." He simply stares at you.
"I see..can you take off your jacket, and your shirt? So I can look? Or I could, if you want me to."
"awful forward." He gives you a lazier grin than usual.
"Be serious, dork." You poke his forehead.
"..i'll do it." He shrugs off his jacket, carefully removing it and sitting it beside himself- leaving him in his sleeveless turtleneck he usually has beneath it. You look over various scars that had been left behind, magical energy still slightly infused into them, making them glow a bright shade of red. He winces again as he tries to remove his shirt without touching his chest, so you gently urge him to stop.
He watches as you carefully lift his shirt, avoiding his injuries and gingerly sitting it off to the side.
His chest is covered in similar scratches and dents. It's a wonder he was even able to last that long with these injuries being pressed up against fabric- how long has he went without saying anything regarding injuries like this?
"..Any on your back?"
"..no. just the front." He looks over you with a soft gaze, his smile having dropped into a more neutral expression.
"Okay. I'm gonna take care of you, don't worry. It won't hurt for much longer."
"i'm..not too worried about it."
You huff at that, before opening up your first aid kit and sitting everything down, laying things out in a pattern. Grabbing a washcloth you'd wetted earlier, you gently press it to his scars, cleaning them with care.
"Gotta make sure they don't get infected..I know you don't have skin and all, but..it's safe. Plus, you don't know where that person's weapons have been-"
"i have an idea." He huffs amusedly, eyesockets relaxing as he watches you. His smile returns but strains a bit as you clean deeper cuts, but he doesn't make noise.
"I don't..like it when you get hurt like this.. but I know you don't have any other choice but to fight. ..So I'll just take care of you each time." You grab some medicine, pointing at one of his arms. He holds it out for you so you can get to work, gently putting it over his scars.
"..you really don't have to, you know. ..i'm used to doing this myself." He looks down at you, watching your focused expressions.
"Could you have done this yourself, even?"
His cheekbones flush, and he looks away. Yeah, you thought so.
"..I'll always be here to help you, Killer. You can rely on me." You smile softly up at him, gently holding one of his hands. "No matter what happens."
He slowly blinks at you, similarly to how a cat would to show affection. You find it a little amusing, leaning up a bit to press your forehead against his.
"..sorry. for worrying you." His voice is light, nearly a whisper. He sounds tired.
"I'm bound to worry, I love you. I know you didn't mean to get hurt."
"it's a pain to deal with."
"Not to me. Never." You lean back.
He doesn't say anything else, letting you continue treating him in a calm silence. You make sure to be careful, not wanting to risk potentially making his wounds any worse- before finally beginning to wrap bandages around his ribcage and arms. He goes as still as a doll, relaxed and slightly slumped as you work.
"Okay..I think I got everything. How do you feel?"
"..better. ..thanks."
"Of course." You smile at him.
He holds out his arms for you, so you wipe any excess medicine off your hands before giving him a gentle hug. He pulls you closer until the two of you are lying down, burying his face into the crook of your neck.
You raise a hand, gently tracing patterns over the back of his skull. He lets out a shaky sigh, closing his eyesockets.
"if you keep doing that, i'm gonna fall asleep."
"You can, I don't mind. We could take a nap together."
"nooo. i barely see you enough as it is, i don't need to waste it sleeping.."
"Killer, I know you're tired." You adjust your position a little, pressing soft kisses to his forehead, then the tip of his nose, then his cheeks. "It's alright. We have all the time in the world."
His hold on your waist tightens a little bit as he squeezes you, fighting off a small smile making its way onto his face.
"...what'd i do to have you in my life? ..i don't deserve you." He looks into your eyes, his eyelights lightly flickering into view to make his softened gaze more obvious.
"You deserve everything, Killer. I love you."
He gently urges your head down. You let him, feeling him press his teeth to your lips. The two of you close your eyes, practically melting into each other. He pulls you closer, almost as if he were afraid you might slip away if he didn't. You slightly increase your hold on him as well, but not too much- so you don't disturb his wounds.
Breaking contact, he returns his face to the crook of your neck, taking an unneeded breath before closing his eyes again.
"love you."
You rest your chin against the top of his head, smiling to yourself.
It only takes a few seconds for Killer to fall asleep in your embrace, clinging to you even in rest. You follow suit soon after, not minding a bit.
Summary: They fell in love with a crying baby and, like the great lovers they are, they should comfort you... but how do they do it?
note: i was lazy in search for more sanses this time
Cw.: dacryphilia (i guess??)
With their fingers. Their phalanges touch your face so gently that you even question whether they're really wiping away your tears or just caressing your cheeks. Sometimes, they are even a little afraid to bring their fingers too close to your face, fearing they might scratch you with the tips of their claws – but you trust them, especially when it’s to comfort you after a bad day, wiping your face and whispering reassurances on top of your head.
Dream, COLOR, Epic, SWAP, FellSwap Gold, Classic Sans
Your tears are like a delicious plate to them; whenever you cry, it’s with their tongue that they gently wipe away your tears. Your sobs are relentless, disrupting their task of licking your face until only their saliva remains on your skin. They need to hold your head still so you don’t pull away, purring against your face to soothe your troubled soul.
Cross, DUST, Killer, Delta, FELL
They don’t like touches; physical contact is too much for them — too intense. Yet, they can’t stop themselves from wiping your face with the sleeve of their shirt, sushing you as they hum softly. It’s a delicate, intimate gesture, one of the few moments you feel so close to each other. And no matter how much you sob, apologizing for wetting their favorite shirt, they just keep cleaning your face, a small smile dancing on their lips as they keep saying for you to "nothing worry about a silly thing like that".
Geno, REAPER, ERROR, Bluerror
They struggle to know how to wipe away your tears, after all, they were the ones who caused them. They panic, trying to figure out how to approach you without pushing you further away— they can't stand seeing you in such a vulnerable state! Defeated, they simply hand you a tissue for you to wipe your own face while, lost and uncertain, they murmur guilty apologies.
Ink, HORROR, SwapFell
They don’t wipe them away. Not only are they the cause of your tears, but they seem to delight in watching the salty drops stream down your face. It's almost as if your tears turn these sadists on.
