Sans Aus x Reader Oneshots (Requests CLOSED)

Inktale Sans x Shy!Artist!Reader

A/n: 14 reads?? Wow, no one likes me. ;-; Anyway, those 14 of you, I love you!!

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Your POV:

You quietly hummed as your pencil flew across the paper. A rough sketch of your next picture. Maybe you'd make this one in acrylic paints. You gently erased an unwanted line and set the pencil in your pocket.

You sighed, already exhausted and gentley rested your forehead in your palm. There was suddenly a knock on the door.

"Er, who is it?" You asked timidly. No answer. Thank goodness for peepholes though! You peered through the glass and spotted a beat up skeleton with a giant paintbrush unconscious on your doorstep.

"Oh no..." You said, covering your mouth with your palm in horror. His skull was bleeding a dangerous amount, and his clothes were ripped nearly everywhere.

"Um, excuse me, are you awake?" You asked. Silence, except for the skeleton's heavy breathing. You sighed, grabbed his wrists and began dragging him inside your apartment. You eventually managed to get him into your room, then carefully lifted him into your bed, so he was comfortable.

Once he was covered in your blankets, you ran to the bathroom and retrieved the first aid kit. You grabbed bandages and wrapped the skeleton's skull with the fabrics, covering the crack in his head that was bleeding rainbow blood.

"Eek. I'm so sorry." You said, carefully taking his shirt off, cringing, feeling as if you were invading his privacy. All along his ribcage were numerous cuts, most bleeding, of varying sizes. You wrapped those in gauze and bandages too, then found him a large shirt of yours, instead of his bloodstained one.

You decided to, instead of completely take off his shorts, just roll them up, and take off the jacket he had around his waist, then check the injuries there. You weren't a perv.

About halfway through you patching up his leg bones, he jolted awake, and sat up. "Ack! Who are you?!" He yelped, spotting you wrapping his legs.

"I'm y/n. Y/f/n. I found you literally on my doorstep, all beat up, and I decided to er, fix you up. How are you feeling?" You asked. "Ugh." He replied. You smiled softly and handed him a pair of grey sweatpants.

"Here, you can change into these, I'll go make some lunch. I'm afraid I don't have any boys' underwear, but you can borrow some cash and buy some." You said, blushing a little. "Thanks so much. It's very kind of you to bring an injured stranger into your home. A very hot stranger, but a stranger none the less." He thanked you.

"Oh hey, I didn't ask, what's your name?" You asked him, backing out of the room. "Ink. Ink the, well, skeleton." He said, unfolding the sweatpants. You nodded and went to make lunch.

You came back inside after knocking, to find Ink crying into his palms on the bed. "Hey. Are- are you okay?" You asked. He glanced up, tears still rolling down his cheekbones.

"I'm not really okay. I-it's hard to understand-d." He replied, shaking. You gentley sat down next to him and wrapped your arms around his shoulder, in a hug. Ink looked surprised, but let you hug him.

"It's going to be alright. I promise." You said, patting his back, then pulling back. "What is it?" You asked. In the next half hour Ink explained about the aus and a devastating right he had with Error a short while ago.

Error managed to destroy some aus, and Ink felt responsible. "It's not your fault. You did your best, and hey, I still like you!" You said, smiling, then planting a kiss on his cheekbone.

Ink blushed rainbow and scratched the back of his neck. "O-oh." He said, smiling a little. "Hey, can I. Try something? I can stop immediately if you don't like it." He asked.

"I understand if you don't want to, were strangers and-" "-sure. I'll do it." You interuppted, nodding. "O-ok. Close your eyes." He instructed.

You did as you were told and sat there in silence for a moment. You heard him mumble; "Oh asgore, here we go..."

Suddenly, something was making forceful contact with your lips. Your eyes shot open as you saw the artistic skeleton....kissing you? Holy hand grenade of Antiock. (Monty Python and the holy grail!!)

"Uh??" You said, too surprised to move. "Sh*t!" Ink said, pulling away. "Sorry, sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry!" He said, mortified.

"I-its okay! This is the highlight of my week, I don't know about you!" You joked, laughing. "I guess I should've asked you out and dated you for like, two months before doing that." Ink said, chuckling.

"I can't help it, you're just too adorable!" He defended, still laughing slightly. You snorted and handed his tray with lunch to him. "You're so aDORKable!" You complimented, then let the conversation drift into a comfortable silence.

Bonus!!:

You finished the watercolor and sniffed, smelling the sweet aroma of the fresh air outside, just through the open window. "Hey Ink? I finished this watercolor, what do you think of it?" You asked,peeping your head down the hallway into the living room.

Your boyfriend walked in and examined the painting of the two of you on your bed, you comforting Ink as he cried. "It's from the first day we met! 'Member?" You asked, proud of your work. "How could I forget? It looks great babe. Superlative job!" He said, chuckling and kissing your forehead.

"Hey Inky?" You asked. "Hmm?" He replied, walking out. "I love you!" You finished, smiling brightly. "I love you too, now get to bed, it's almost 2 am, you've been awake all night!" He said, walking out.

A/n: I just had the idea for another story! A non undertale one!! Anyway, keep reading, and leave comments! (Cause I'm lonely. ;^;)

Bye loves!

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