Here they are! I owe you guys the full body lol
Anyways, information about them!
Reapertale Sans- Azrael
Really quiet and serious personality, an introvert except when it's about books, he's more than open to talk about them. Meanwhile he has a serious and upset expression, he isn't angry and is actually really calm. He just likes his space.
Reapertale Papyrus- Deus
He's really relaxed, quiet and serious, kind of an introvert except he doesn't mind interacting with other people or crowds, of course he just prefers to be alone with his books. In comparison to Azrael, he's not too serious, he's more open to talk than him.
And if you forgot their jobs:
Both of them work in their library with restored books from their au! Deus is the owner of the library and the one keeping everything in order, Azrael is the translator of the books and in charge of the front desk.
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I Made a Promise to the Moon
[Reapertale Papyrus x Moon Deity Reader]
A lot can happen in a lifetime. But your life was not like any other, seeing as you didn't have one anymore. It had not hurt, a slip into a new world. A new beginning.
Your eyes slowly closed as you began slipping out of your conscious and your soul began to fade. The world was so quiet... so peaceful...
You blinked and sat up. A void surrounded you. You looked around, trying to take it all in but it was to surreal. A voice had called out to you.
"HELLO!"
You spun around.
"Who... who are you," you asked.
The figure who had called out to you stepped closer to you. They pulled off the hood from their cloak. You studied their face. A grinning skull looked at you.
"Are you the Grim Reaper?" You could barely keep back the shock. Though your tone was unclear, your voice rang through the void. Taking a deep breath, you stared into the face of your new companion. His grin faltered slightly and he shrugged.
"SORT OF... THERE ARE TWO DEATH GODS. "
"What...?"
"WELL I AM THE GOD OF PEACFUL DEATH. MY BROTHER, SANS, IS THE GOD OF PAINFUL DEATH!"
You tilted your head. Sighing, you deciding to see how everything would go.
"Oh... What's your name then," you questioned. He immediately perked up.
"MY NAME IS PAPYRUS! AND WHAT WOULD YOUR NAME BE, HUMAN?"
"Y/N," you replied as you rose to your feet. As you did, you noticed that Papyrus had his hand out for you.
"WELL, Y/N, IT IS TIME FOR YOU TO GET TO THE UNDERWORLD." Papyrus smiled calmly, gesturing for you to take his hand. In spite of some fears in the back of your mind, you felt safe with him. You slipped your hand into his and followed him as he took you to the afterlife.
The afterlife was peaceful. Mainly containing the SOULS of those long departed. In the short periods where you and Papyrus could chat, the two of you managed to become close. There wasn't anything that came to your mind that could ruin this everlasting tranquility.
Until, Queen Toriel died.
Life was crumbling as its embodiment died. The gods were in chaos and corruption spread through the worlds. Sans was enraged and could barely be calmed. The SOULS of living and dead were in entropy. Escape was futile.
Your legs began to give way as your struggled to lose the corruption. It held onto you, throwing you down by your legs and spread through you. A blurry figure made their way towards you.
Papyrus
Slowly smiling, you reached for his hand as he knelt by you. There was despair in his eyelights as he saw your condition.
"NO..."
You rasped out words of comfort, that it was going to be alright...
That you loved him...
As the corruption spread you looked up. The moon was out. Strange for the afterlife. There it was changing phases, mingled with the stars and blanketed by darkness. It was beautiful. It was the last thing you noticed before the world went quiet.
Then you stirred. Kneeling beside you was a skeleton. He was different than Papyrus and Sans. For starters, he had cracks on his face and holes in his hands. He was also adorned with a black robe and a cape that resembled the universe.
"AH, YOU ARE AWAKE," he started.
You quickly looked around.
"What happened!? Where am I? Did I die... again?..."
He brought you to your feet and began to explain.
"I SUPPOSE YOU KNOW ABOUT THE DREADED ANOMOLY OF BROKEN FATE AND THE DEATH OF THE QUEEN." He looked over to you. You nodded in response.
"WELL, I HAD SEEN HOW YOU HAVE INTERACTED WITH PAPYRUS." At his name you perked up.
"You know him?"
"I AM HIS CREATOR, OR FATHER IF YOU WILL. WELL, THAT'S WHAT HE THINKS OF ME," the mystery man replied.
"Oh, well who are you?"
"EXCUSE MY RUDENESS, THE WORLD CHANGING AS WE SPEAK AND I'VE GOTTEN AHEAD OF MYSELF. MY NAME IS W.D. GASTER AND I WOULD LIKE TO OFFER A SUGGESTION."
You waited for him to continue.
"I AM THE GOD OF MAGIC AND ALONG WITH ASGORE [skies/ ruler god] AND GERSON [wisdom] I HAVE THE ABILITY TO CREATE NEW GODS. AND IF I COULD DO SO, YOU WOULD BE ABLE TO RESIDE IN THE WORLD OF GODS."
"All because I have become friends with your son?" Something did not seem to make sense.
"ALTHOUGH YOU BARELY KNOW ME, I CAN ASSURE YOU I QUITE CARE FOR MY FELLOW GODS," he replied with a small smirk. You decided to give in.
"Okay, but as what?"
"THAT WOULD BE THE MOON."
"But the gods were made from stars?"
"NOT ALL. THE GODS OF DEATH WERE CREATED FROM DARKNESS. THOUGH, I DO NOT BELIEVE THAT MATTERS. ALL PARTS OF THE UNIVERSE MUST COME TOGETHER TO SHOW ITS TRUE GLORY. STARS CAN'T SHINE WITHOUT DARKNESS, THE MOON RELIES ON LIGHT FROM THS SUN FOR ITS BEAUTY," he explained. You began to feel elated as you accepted his offer. The world went quiet yet again.
Your eyes opened to Papyrus holding your face in his hands. Tears streamed down his face and he stunned when you woke up. Sitting upright, you felt different and looked different.
You were dressed in a long robe of black, white and silver. A cape was spread around you, a gradient joined with the phases of the moon. At your side, a staff showing the new moon. You looked at your staff, then to Papyrus. He seemed fidgety. You sat in silence. Finally, he spoke up.
"Y/N... I KNOW THIS IS ALL SO SUDDEN, BUT I FEEL I MUST CONFESS MY TRUE FEELINGS NOW RATHER THAN LOSE YOU AGAIN. ... THE TRUTH IS, AS WE BEGAN BEING CLOSER I THINK I HAD DEVELOPED FEELINGS FOR YOU. AND I HAD PROMISED MYSELF THAT ONE DAY I WOULD TELL YOU, BUT THEN I LOST YOU. NYEH, IT'S STRANGE HOW THINGS CAN CHANGE SO FAST," he said with a pained grin. You couldn't help smiling. Slowly it came to you that your did feel the same. Without a moments consideration, you pulled your lips to his cheekbone. He sat stunned as you pulled yourself away.
"S-SO YOU FINALLY REVEAL YOUR TRUE FEELINGS AS WELL! FINE! THEN I SHALL TAKE YOU ON A DATE ONCE THIS IS ALL OVER!" He quickly pulled his cloak hood over his face to hide his embarrassment to which you giggled. The world was quiet, not because it was empty, but because all that needed to be said and done was in the past. It was time to focus on the future with a new beginnings in the realm of gods.
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