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That kiss! Swoon! Dating headcanons for Dust?

Dust is like a spider. If he likes you, and wants you, rather than any big grand 'events' occurring (like confessions or dramatic kisses) you'll just slowly but surely find yourself ensnared into a situation that looks suspiciously like a relationship with him. One moment, Dust is just a handsome quiet guy whose weird friends keep remarking on how much he seems to like you. The next, you wake up and you've been sharing a bed for three months and he's in the next room making breakfast.

You know two Dusts. The first Dust is there when any other people are around. 'Hard to read' is an understatement, his face rarely moves, he takes if you've got nothing nice to say don't say anything to heart so he never says anything to the clowns he has to work with. He might soften at the sight of you, but that's about it.

The second Dust appears when it's just the two of you. Though still quiet and difficult to read, he's much gentler, much more silly and Sans-like, his face often has a small smile. He'll talk to you, though his sentences are short they're still full sentences. This Dust is only for you.

The longer you're alone together, the more Sans-like he becomes.

He likes casual loving touch. It's his go to. Faces are hard, words can miss their mark; a gentle tap of his claws against your palm says more than most words could anyway. Every time he walks past you, he touches your hip lightly, he nuzzles the side of your head when you sit against his side, he plays with your hair when you're tired. Touch succeeds where words often fail him.

His Papyrus warmed up to you very quickly. Where he used to goad Dust into thinking about how easy it would be to kill you, now he goads Dust into killing people who upset you.

He does have his romantic moments. Alone together, he moves and acts with such tenderness - nuzzling you, holding your hands, mumbling caring things. Since his moments of emotion are so rare, when he does try for you, it's heartstopping.

He's good at sensing when people feel insecure. Usually, he uses that skill to needle those he doesn't like. With you, he's always sure to lay on the Quiet Guy Charm when you seem upset or unsure.

... Dust's violence is the hardest to stop. Unfortunately. The other bad guys have quick instincts and sudden, easy-to-diffuse bursts of anger. Dust will simmer for months before choosing the perfect time to lash out. Some guy at a bar will harass you, Dust will very peacefully step in the way... then six months later the dude's body is found riddled with stab wounds in some ditch three hours' drive away.

At least he does it out of the way.

#reblonking

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Everything is like “QUEER history” and “List of QUEER young adult books” or “Top 10 QUEER movies” and queer this and queer that and for the love of god please just say LGBT.

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we were meant to live slowly!!!! we were meant to savor moments and feel unabashedly lazy and frolic and smell the flowers and laugh with our entire hearts and love with our entire souls!!!!! don’t ever feel guilty for resting!!!!!! don’t ever feel guilty for slowing down!!!!!! enjoying life shouldn’t be something you’re ashamed of

#honestly one of the reasons my posting schedule has slowed so much over the years is i'm really trying to do this #ease off the pedal #enjoy things

[llamagoddessofficial]

That kiss! Swoon! Dating headcanons for Dust?

Dust is like a spider. If he likes you, and wants you, rather than any big grand 'events' occurring (like confessions or dramatic kisses) you'll just slowly but surely find yourself ensnared into a situation that looks suspiciously like a relationship with him. One moment, Dust is just a handsome quiet guy whose weird friends keep remarking on how much he seems to like you. The next, you wake up and you've been sharing a bed for three months and he's in the next room making breakfast.

You know two Dusts. The first Dust is there when any other people are around. 'Hard to read' is an understatement, his face rarely moves, he takes if you've got nothing nice to say don't say anything to heart so he never says anything to the clowns he has to work with. He might soften at the sight of you, but that's about it.

The second Dust appears when it's just the two of you. Though still quiet and difficult to read, he's much gentler, much more silly and Sans-like, his face often has a small smile. He'll talk to you, though his sentences are short they're still full sentences. This Dust is only for you.

The longer you're alone together, the more Sans-like he becomes.

He likes casual loving touch. It's his go to. Faces are hard, words can miss their mark; a gentle tap of his claws against your palm says more than most words could anyway. Every time he walks past you, he touches your hip lightly, he nuzzles the side of your head when you sit against his side, he plays with your hair when you're tired. Touch succeeds where words often fail him.

His Papyrus warmed up to you very quickly. Where he used to goad Dust into thinking about how easy it would be to kill you, now he goads Dust into killing people who upset you.

He does have his romantic moments. Alone together, he moves and acts with such tenderness - nuzzling you, holding your hands, mumbling caring things. Since his moments of emotion are so rare, when he does try for you, it's heartstopping.

He's good at sensing when people feel insecure. Usually, he uses that skill to needle those he doesn't like. With you, he's always sure to lay on the Quiet Guy Charm when you seem upset or unsure.

... Dust's violence is the hardest to stop. Unfortunately. The other bad guys have quick instincts and sudden, easy-to-diffuse bursts of anger. Dust will simmer for months before choosing the perfect time to lash out. Some guy at a bar will harass you, Dust will very peacefully step in the way... then six months later the dude's body is found riddled with stab wounds in some ditch three hours' drive away.

At least he does it out of the way.

#llamagines #hes a gentleman #he murders out of sight #where it wont scare you

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hi i was thinking about this post all week 😭

except suddenly u get two bfs (/▽＼*)｡o○♡

and it was time for me to make another self indulgent comic hAhahahijshdfh

#OWAAAA #i want mroe.... i need to know how this plays out

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wild few days to be a casual watcher fan

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Hey btw this is a pro mary sue/"cringy" oc blog. You're creating! You're having fun! That's all that matters and I'm proud of you.

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Dust is just hhjfjcjjdd…

I want to hug…..then hold skeleton face gently….kiss skeleton face….I’m weak for him, absolutely melting. sweet heavens.

Dust is warmer than you expect when you hug him. It seems silly, but after seeing the looks in his eyelights, part of you expected him to be cold to the touch. He smells like rain, pattering mutedly against the roof of an abandoned bedroom... there's little spots across his body where you can rest your chest and hands and head. He still remembers how to be comfy.

"Hi Dust," you say.

He pauses for a moment, seemingly surprised - but he soon reciprocates the hug, wrapping his arms around you. There's so much more controlled strength in his movements than the other skeletons, you can all but feel his staggering LV through his bones. His nasal cavity presses gently against the top of your head; a long, slow, satisfied breath escaping his chest. Like a old dog coming home and finally laying down.

Your hands come up, cupping his cheekbones. "Is this ok?" you ask, quietly.

He doesn't respond. You expect some shock at the casual affection, like the others, perhaps even some resistance. But there's none at all. Dust's sockets lid, he rocks forward, nuzzling into your hands. He looks sleepy. He looks like he could stay this way forever.

When you kiss him, gently, you can't hear him purring, but you can feel it through your chest. One arm stays wrapped around you, his other hand travels up to hold your head by the back of the neck. He very much leans into it, the sides of his hood obscure both your faces from view.

When the kiss is over, you lean away a little to catch your breath.

... Except you don't - Dust doesn't let you. The hand on your neck doesn't move, it might as well be the world's gentlest cast iron shackle. His thumb traces up and down the very delicate skin, voice soft against your lips.

"mhm... nope." he murmurs. "you made your choice. you're not going anywhere."

#reblonking

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the reflection..... he looks so SPOOKY

Some late night sketches of @llamagoddessofficial latest chapter Tilikum! Y’all should absolutely go read it

#fanart #this is such cool framing

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Nightmare sent them to pick you up-

#🩷👁👁🩷

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HIM!!!!!!

rahh im insane lmaoo

more fanart for @llamagoddessofficial's amazing fic Tilikum on ao3 i hope everyone reads it and bleeds from the mouth because of how amazing it is

#fanart #omg he so handsom

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Dust is just hhjfjcjjdd…

I want to hug…..then hold skeleton face gently….kiss skeleton face….I’m weak for him, absolutely melting. sweet heavens.

Dust is warmer than you expect when you hug him. It seems silly, but after seeing the looks in his eyelights, part of you expected him to be cold to the touch. He smells like rain, pattering mutedly against the roof of an abandoned bedroom... there's little spots across his body where you can rest your chest and hands and head. He still remembers how to be comfy.

"Hi Dust," you say.

He pauses for a moment, seemingly surprised - but he soon reciprocates the hug, wrapping his arms around you. There's so much more controlled strength in his movements than the other skeletons, you can all but feel his staggering LV through his bones. His nasal cavity presses gently against the top of your head; a long, slow, satisfied breath escaping his chest. Like a old dog coming home and finally laying down.

Your hands come up, cupping his cheekbones. "Is this ok?" you ask, quietly.

He doesn't respond. You expect some shock at the casual affection, like the others, perhaps even some resistance. But there's none at all. Dust's sockets lid, he rocks forward, nuzzling into your hands. He looks sleepy. He looks like he could stay this way forever.

When you kiss him, gently, you can't hear him purring, but you can feel it through your chest. One arm stays wrapped around you, his other hand travels up to hold your head by the back of the neck. He very much leans into it, the sides of his hood obscure both your faces from view.

When the kiss is over, you lean away a little to catch your breath.

... Except you don't - Dust doesn't let you. The hand on your neck doesn't move, it might as well be the world's gentlest cast iron shackle. His thumb traces up and down the very delicate skin, voice soft against your lips.

"mhm... nope." he murmurs. "you made your choice. you're not going anywhere."

#llama writes #oouguguhh to give him a kissy kissy on his meow meow face #cut to killer just standing there like ''D:< ??'' the whole time

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Thank you Moonpurr for the kofi! Here’s their very cute OC and Nightmare having a hug ^u^

Doodle details Kofi

#my god............ so cute..................

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YESSSSSSSSS MORE SELF INSERT CHARACTERS. MORE OCS. MOOOOORE

im so, absolutely, irrevocably obsessed with @llamagoddessofficial's fanfic Tilikum. like. my brain is melted to nothingness with the amount of rot inside of it

pov you're a silly little human trying to do your silly little job as a silly little janitor when a silly little siren is suddenly obsessed with you. now that's a little silly (help i cant sleep at night all i can do is think about them)

#fanart #ocs and self inserts of my story are my LIFEBLOOOOOODDDDD #i am eat this #sans' reaction is my reaction to this

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What would be their ways of seducing toward MC in Bad Sanses?

Food. Horror uses food. He wants to get to your heart, he desperately wants to. But he can't 'seduce'. He can't carry a conversation, he can't flirt, he can't dress up all fancy, his twisted physique and alarming mannerisms are off-putting even to those who know him well. So he tries going through your stomach; he cooks for you any chance he gets, making anything you like, intently studying your face for signs of enjoyment and approval. He can't seduce - but if you love his cooking, at least you love something of him. That's a start.

Dust... he's effortless. You'll know when he's interested. He's a starer, his eyelights cut across a room, no matter how crowded. His constantly impassive face will break just to give you a dark, wolfish grin, like the two of you know something no one else does. He'll gently trace your back or arm when he walks past; you'll think you're alone, then turn around to see he's an arm's length from you. How long was he there? Watching? Who knows.

He knows the things you won't tell anyone you like. There's no shame in enjoying being his prey. He certainly enjoys it too.

Killer will literally just come up to you, prop his arm against whatever surface you're leaning on, call you a hottie then ask if you wanna go get drinks. Teddies and heart-shaped chocolates, big long sappy text messages once you make the mistake of giving him your number, sentimental gifts that made him think of you (like rocks that match your eye colour), he's a persistent little shit and if he smells even the slightest interest in him he will never let up his flirting. He won't rest until you're wearing couples shirts with him - and honestly, it's impossible to not feel good about being so wanted by someone.

Nightmare is, as we simps would know, very seductive when he chooses to be. He'll make you putty in his hands. A claw under your chin to keep your gaze from escaping his, a low voice and darkly playful tone, he delights in seeing you small and flustered by just his presence. Nightmare will be very clear on what he wants from you... are you going he his, or no?

... He does have a softer side, though. He likes giving you flowers.

#reblonking

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BOO

You're sick, and you have the audacity to miss a day of work. The sirens have very different reactions to your absence.

#new chapter #scares you all with surprise fic update #FANFIC UPDATE AFTER SEVERAL MONTHS JUMPSCARE

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okay but imagine yn x error but yn is dating geno and he goes missing so yn assumes he's dead. until years later error is destroying their universe only to spot them and kidnap them into the antivoid claiming that he is yn's dead boyfriend.

and of course he is...

#OUGHGHGHG #SO GOOD