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this is for you @you-dirty-brother-killer ♡ ～(‘▽^人) hope you like it (sorry for being so sloppy (>﹏<) )
the-edge-king
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Our Rein and Our Fall
Cream eyes flicker in their sockets, as dim as can be without going out completely. His soul dims as well, the smaller skeleton making a low hum of pain as he breathes quickly.
“Uh, I-I mm, a whilee. I just h-had somee yesterday.”
His voice is slightly slurred, the skeleton moving to lay back down due to the sudden sleepiness. He looks limp, unfocused eyes on the larger.
“M-m'goood, good good. How’re youuu. Good?”
[ shit. whatever the hell had happened, it definitely didn’t look good. ignoring the other’s answer of good, he’s swift to pull out a small bottle of water - never a bad thing to keep around - and pad over to Paps’ bedside, magic wreathing his body. ]
“ * - hey, hey, easy- can you drink this if i hold it for you? i’m doing okay, just a lil busy per usual.”
[ he’d offer his magic to paps, yet with the current situation, he wasn’t sure it wouldn’t startle the other or that his own energy might cause some disruption in the other’s soul. that’s something he can’t risk; so he thinks of an injection sitting in his pocket, and nods to himself. it’ll be used once the other drinks. ]
[ uncapping the bottle, he moves over to offer it, holding one hand out for paps to see. ]
“ * - i’m gonna help you sit up, okay? so you can drink.”
[ a faint, neutral smile crosses his face; a good doctor never shows his worry. ]
Cloudy eyes blink, pupils flickering to the larger skeleton as he takes his hand and tries to sit up to lean back against his wooden headboard. He looks to the water oddly, as if it was something he’d never seen. Just then one of his eyes pop from existence, running in an orange streak down his face. “-y-yeah. I c’n do that.”
Everything about this is so very wrong and off, he’s clearly not in a clear state of mind.
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Pain and Gain
“Where the hell did you even fucking come from?” Last he’d checked, Stretch had been MIA for quite some time, which hadn’t been much of a problem for Papyrus, or at least, it meant he didn’t have to deal with this shit.
“You’re a goddamn asshole,” he repeated, still irritated, in response to his smug question.
He whines playfully at him, offering big white puppy eyes.
“C'mon Pisssssss don’t be so mad! I’ve been here and there, just chilling really.”
He’s leaning on him annoyingly, expression as irritating and smug as the taller skeleton probably remembers.
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“He’s almost cute when he’s asleep.”
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Pain and Gain
The orange-hooded skeleton isn’t feeling particularly assholish today, so he decides it’s a great idea to come up behind the taller and flick the back of his skull with a small snort of amusement. His expression is smug, eyes half lidded as always while he pulls out a cigarette.
Papyrus had been, naturally, minding his own business, kicked back on his couch, sipping a drink while he idly watched a television show. Something involving a space battle and explosions, he wasn’t really sure about the actual plot, having tuned in too late to it.
The sudden pain in the back of his head had him jump a foot, and whirl around, eyes narrowed. “You goddamn asshole, what the hell?!” What a lovely beginning to what would have been a comfortable day, now pissed as hell! But he’d get over it. “What the fuck are you doing?!”
He leans against the couch, grinning up to him softly as he takes a drag of his cigarette. “Whaaat? It was just a friendly love tap. Chill your tits, Piss
He looks pleased with himself, eyes smug and uncaring. "Don’t tell me you’re all mad over a lil flick.”
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ohhhhh yessss
Pain and Gain
@sfpapyrus The orange-hooded skeleton isn't feeling particularly assholish today, so he decides it's a great idea to come up behind the taller and flick the back of his skull with a small snort of amusement. His expression is smug, eyes half lidded as always while he pulls out a cigarette.
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Addicted To Your Love
Papyrus couldn’t help himself from quietly bouncing in his seat on the couch, his magic fluttering about in the air happily. For now he was simply finishing up work on his laptop, dorky glasses tapped to his skull. But soon, he’d be out on a date with his one and only.
Despite literally being married, the butterflies in his nonexistent stomach still reappear every time he sees his wonderful mate. While they were indeed rather fond of movie dates, going out for food now and then was still fun enough for the both of them. The smaller skeleton would be home from work soon, and they could start to get ready.
the-edge-king
It’s a familiar fire that nips and bites at his bones, warmth flooding his marrow in glorious waves as he swallows. At home, his destination, awaits his life - his mate, his husband, his everything. Nothing else and no one else could make him so tense and yet so trusting and utterly at peace to know they awaited him. Waiting for him, too; a dinner together was sure to be perfection itself, no matter what mishaps could befall them. After all, every moment alongside his other half failed to be anything less than bliss.
God, does he love him.
So as he pads up to the door, claws curling about the knob, he takes in a deep breath; the scent of home, of his mate– and pushes it open, crossing the threshold with a soft creak of wood and the gentle clanking of his armor as he calls aloud.
“ - babe, m’home!”
At the sound of his husband’s familiar voice and perks up, closing his laptop and not wasting anytime to get up and go greet the smaller skeleton. With a wide smile he peeks his skull around the corner of the doorway, his grin only widening at the sight of his mate.
Perfection as always, beautiful red eyes and scarred bones that he loved so dearly. He moves quickly, wrapping around his middle with long, lanky arms and clinging onto him adoringly. With bright eyes he looks up to him, voice as joyous as anything while he gently squeezes him.
“Baaaaabbeee!”
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Our Rein and Our Fall
The sudden voice makes him jump a little, looking to him with an unsettling lack of speed or liveliness. His jaws part, and dim eyes get dimmer as he tries to lean up. With quite a bit of effort he manages it, swallowing as he shakes off the shock.
It’s only when he tries to speak he realizes he’s having a hard time doing so, breath quick and slightly raggad. The words are jumbled in his head, not able to be peiced together into anything coherent. He realizes how slanted and wrong everything feels, swaying a little as dim eyes look up to the larger.
“Uhm, y-y– I th-think-yeah s'yeah.”
[ one look at the other, and his mind kicks into gear. injuries? none- issues detailing lines of exhaustion, fatigue, dehydration— he cards through the options and locks on them almost instantaneously. ]
[ moving forward in an instant, he’s in front of the other as his own much brighter irises gleam back worriedly. his tail curls about his ankle as he draws in a breath; something is missing in the house’s usual scents, but he can’t identify what specifically. ]
“ * - bs, paps. how long have you been here? can i get you some water right now?”
[ as much as he knows the other would resist drastic help, he might just resort to a slightly less open style of care if the other keeps going like this. it wasn’t safe for paps, nor the tiny soul he cradled in his belly. ]
“ * - is that alright? i don’t really wanna have to put needles in you to keep you breathing.”
Cream eyes flicker in their sockets, as dim as can be without going out completely. His soul dims as well, the smaller skeleton making a low hum of pain as he breathes quickly.
“Uh, I-I mm, a whilee. I just h-had somee yesterday.”
His voice is slightly slurred, the skeleton moving to lay back down due to the sudden sleepiness. He looks limp, unfocused eyes on the larger.
“M-m'goood, good good. How’re youuu. Good?”
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Our Rein and Our Fall
It hurt.
It hurt so very badly. Usually whenever his mate falls victim to the human, he offs himself as well.
It was simply easier and it resets around the same time so they can be together once more. This is different. With a small soul still developing in his belly he wouldn dare to kill himself, not this time.
He’d never forgive himself. So here he was, laying in bed soundlessly. He hadn’t moved for several days, his brother had tried get him move, yes, but to no avail. The smaller skeleton brought food such anyway, terribly worried about him.
It was all numb anyway, it didn’t matter.
Dried tears are still on his face, dim eyes locked onto floor upsetedly.
He’d forgotten he had a checkup taller one known as Lethe later in the day.
lethealhumerus
[ it was odd, he’d have to admit. paps often went lengthy periods of time without texting him at all unless the situation was dire or unless lethe himself texted first, but once they did get started texting, paps was prompt and cheerful. ]
[ not so in this case. no, he’d texted paps two days ago- and yesterday, and then again today. nothing in response. despite himself, he can’t help but worry a little; after all, caring for others was in his genetics, practically, and the other skeleton seems so fragile at times. ]
[ so it’s with a bad feeling in his nonexistent gut that he materializes slowly into his patient’s room; golden mist clouding the air, congealing until a small spark of white has him sliding into existence. as the wisps of bright aurum slide off his body, he blinks once- twice, and then looks up to the sight before him. ]
[ something- something is very, very wrong. ]
[ clearing his throat, he almost apologizes for appearing right in the smaller’s bedroom; it was an unprecedented accident, but the other’s utterly hauntingly devastated expression is what stops him dead in his tracks. ]
“ * - . .… . paps? are you okay, buddy?”
The sudden voice makes him jump a little, looking to him with an unsettling lack of speed or liveliness. His jaws part, and dim eyes get dimmer as he tries to lean up. With quite a bit of effort he manages it, swallowing as he shakes off the shock.
It’s only when he tries to speak he realizes he’s having a hard time doing so, breath quick and slightly raggad. The words are jumbled in his head, not able to be peiced together into anything coherent. He realizes how slanted and wrong everything feels, swaying a little as dim eyes look up to the larger.
“Uhm, y-y– I th-think-yeah s'yeah.”
Terrified Eyes
The orange-hooded skeleton is humming to himself contently, working on some lunch as he looks about the fridge. After a long while of thinking and allowing the cool air to escape the fridge, he pulls out some meat and cheese to make a sandwich.
Happy magic flitters in the air, tall skeleton offering a peice of meat to the small fox kit beside him before he hears the sound of the door.
Our Rein and Our Fall
It hurt.
It hurt so very badly. Usually whenever his mate falls victim to the human, he offs himself as well.
It was simply easier and it resets around the same time so they can be together once more. This is different. With a small soul still developing in his belly he wouldn dare to kill himself, not this time.
He’d never forgive himself. So here he was, laying in bed soundlessly. He hadn’t moved for several days, his brother had tried get him move, yes, but to no avail. The smaller skeleton brought food such anyway, terribly worried about him.
It was all numb anyway, it didn’t matter.
Dried tears are still on his face, dim eyes locked onto floor upsetedly.
He’d forgotten he had a checkup taller one known as Lethe later in the day.
Addicted To Your Love
Papyrus couldn’t help himself from quietly bouncing in his seat on the couch, his magic fluttering about in the air happily. For now he was simply finishing up work on his laptop, dorky glasses tapped to his skull. But soon, he’d be out on a date with his one and only.
Despite literally being married, the butterflies in his nonexistent stomach still reappear every time he sees his wonderful mate. While they were indeed rather fond of movie dates, going out for food now and then was still fun enough for the both of them. The smaller skeleton would be home from work soon, and they could start to get ready.
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Join us on April 3rd, 2017 for the union of @the-edge-king and @underswappapy!
All guests are welcome to bring a plus-one, and to stay at the Swapverse’s NTT Resort the night and day before the wedding. Guest rooms have been blocked off in preparation.
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// Sorry for how quiet it’s been!
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