OURGH This Is Such A Delicious Meal Oh My God HORGH OM NOM NOM NOM

Lunar Serrif

He hasn't felt like the great Papyrus in a long time, not since the great starvation. Horrortale Papyrus deserves better and ourgh what I'd give to make sure he gets it

- Official height is 6'11

- He/Him

- His magic was altered when he started to starve, up until he unknowingly ate human flesh. He grew stronger, and is physically the strongest Papyrus as a result

- Loves flower language

- He has stretched out and thinner bones from unstable magic and starvation

- He has quick reflexes due to his time underground, but unlike Saint this is a constant state that he is in

- Has a dangerous temper, though he's improved since he's reached the surface

- Is sometimes too blunt to the point that he has little to no filter since he finds lying to be pointless

- He is an amazing cook, but overtime he's grown to bake instead since it lacks meat

- He is more weary about giving second chances and trusting others

- He worries about his brother constantly, though there is an undertone of bitterness when he thinks about him. He loves his brother, of course he does, but there are some things he hates when it comes to what Saint does

- He hates being the center of attention after his trauma nowadays, and prefers to shrink in on himself

- Good friends with Pitch and the others, but is especially close with him in private

- He is working to heal from the anger and trauma Saint unintentionally caused, their relationship is strained

- Will use violence if necessary, but doesn't like it

- kind, reserved, honest, idealistic but weary, loyal, self conscious, empathetic, open minded, compassionate, protective, cynical, observant, and patient

- Overall, he prefers cats

- Would be interested in gardening

- Does not curse often but will

- Yellowed bone, ash tinted due to starvation

- A huge romantic, but he doesn't focus on it anymore

- He doesn't say anything, but he feels inferior when around Cyperus

- He craves companionship in small portions, he doesn't value large crowds of friends anymore. This is especially true because he knows that he'd just be more lonely

- He has a scary amount of knowledge about others because he makes sure to remember everything. He has the best memory out of all Papyri except Cash and Rus, but even then what Lunar remembers is especially acute to even the most simple of things

- fucking terrifying when he's fighting, he's cold and calculated without so much as flinching. However, he doesn't like this side of him

- Will dissect people psychologically

- Talks to himself out of loneliness sometimes, a habit from the underground

- Cries quietly, but sniffles a lot and hides

- Would call his lover sugar

- Being part of the royal guard became a painful necessity when underground, it protected him and his brother

- He helped other monsters underground when no one else did, even if that did mean that he had to get hurt sometimes

- Hates the sensation of mud due to the texture reminding him of blood

- Like Cyperus, he's hyper aware of his strength but now he's extra careful when handling things

- He practices gentleness with gardening

- He has more sensitive teeth than he'd like to admit, especially since he had to tolerate it before. He is skilled at making something moist and soft such as baked goods and meat

- His favorite passtime is puzzles, so he'll do things such as word puzzles when he's above surface

- He's reluctant to be physically affectionate, especially nowadays. So, if he lifts you up, you can expect it to be the exact amount of delicacy that's needed

- Physically, he is the strongest Papyrus and he's been considered especially dangerous because he doesn't need to use his magic often

-Others being sincere about wanting to be close with him is a rarity, so he'll be taken aback. Nonetheless, he values it to the point he'd do anything for those he cares about. Anything

- Has a bald cat named June who has a missing leg

- He is pained to admit that he doesn't see Undyne as his friend anymore, that she's someone else. He is even afraid of her.

-Because he's had to lie so much when Underground, he can diffuse a situation and know exactly what to say to avoid conflict

- He is not intimidated by the other Papyri, but there are some things he envies from them

- Magic smells like caramel, magic tastes like peach

May we have some Saint x Reader headcanons?As I noticed you did some for the other two I had requested though am curious about him.

🌼Saint x Reader Headcanons🌼

I would love to share, since he's one of my favorites generally! This is a different setup, more similar to my other ones, but I tried combining it to shake things up. I hope you enjoy (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧

Receiving:

- Physical Touch: 37%. He struggles a lot on a daily basis, having you hold his hand or hug him makes him melt. He loves to feel your warmth, to sleep on your lap and just feel your hands touch him. Even if he's initially hesitant to receive any physical touch, he's deprived of a gentle touch and it would make him feel wonderful to receive it

- Quality Time: 27%. He's naturally more reserved, but spending time with you alone makes him happy. Just sitting with you while you cook or do a task while he watches is relaxing, and gives him a sense of security due to being paranoid at times

- Words of Affirmation: 23%. Like Vanilla, being checked in on and having someone listen and care about what's on his mind only to reassure his worries is helpful. He's not used to hearing the things he's told, and is in some sort of disbelief over it, but he will only weakly protest if he isn't sure how to receive words of affirmation

- Acts of Service: 10%. Having someone help him when he freezes up or is unsure of what to do is wonderful. Someone who's patient enough to help him when he gets frustrated or when he doesn't remember. He is a little skeptical at first, but to see you not mind providing food or help, for example, slowly builds his trust overtime. He's a skeleton who knows that most individuals want some when they do something for others, so when he realizes that you're not that way he's going to cling onto that

- Gift Receiving: 3%. Physical items mean very little to him anymore. He only cares at the end of the day about his loved ones. But, he appreciates what he's given and he appreciates food most of the time. He will keep the gifts you give him too

Giving:

- Physical Touch: 35%: He'll rest his head against you, hold your hand, or pull you into his lap and cuddle. He's the largest Sans and is rather cuddly with those he loves, so he has a tendency to always try and be around you or touch you. He also tends to be possessive with those he loves, so once the two of you establish a relationship, he will try to always find an exuse

- Quality Time: 32%. He'll listen to you talk for hours, giving his undivided attention to you. As long as he can be around you, keep an eye on you, he will be happy

- Acts of Service: 16% He'll sometimes do things for you to relieve stress even if he doesn't like doing it. For example, he'll even make sure to behave with those he dislikes if it brings you less stress. As petty and rude as he can be to others, he's going to do his best to make you happy. If you're upset, he always comes to you eventually if you don’t ask him for help yourself beforehand. He’s either going to directly ask what is wrong, or he's going to pick up on what you need if you don't feel like talking or are too stressed to answer coherently. After all, he shows his support through action. He’d invite you to lay down with him, and let you cry on his chest for as long as you need or relieve you of stress through taking care of a problem that you have.

- Words of Affirmation: 13%. When you feel insecure, he will provide support or show his appreciation. He won't do it often, and he kinda sucks at doing it, but he can give you solid support even if it's not flowered up. Most of the time hes not the most reassuring, but he's good at being honest when you need it.

- Receiving Gifts: 3%. He doesn't find it necessary to get gifts, but he'll bring you charms you'll like. He also has a tendency to sew items for you on the occasion.

Details: He needs someone who's kind, patient, and compassionate. Someone who doesn't judge him or his brother and shows empathy rather than disgust. The more honest you are, the better as well. He doesn't like people who hide things He may not be a romantic guy, though. His "ideal date" is doing whatever his partner likes, as long as it's not too overwhelming. He's a more quiet lover, someone who will nuzzle against you and cuddle when the opportunity arises. If someone bothers you, he can be quick to get aggressive. He's snappish, sarcastic, and even threatening to those he deems a danger or out of line. He'll sometimes even get in their face, demanding an apology. He won't hesitate to get physical, but he has to reach a point first and usually will be the one taking initiative. He's touchy about what he considers "his", and so if he sees someone try to get too touchy then he'll wrap you in his hold and glare with a smile. Of course, he won't be rude to you, and if you tell him to knock it off then he will. At least,,,in front of you. He won't stop harassing or being smug towards someone, doing petty acts and even making it harder for the person to bother you or him. He'll play innocent in front of you though. If he's jealous, the best thing to do is to reassure him with letting him hold you or feeling your affection as he's silently stewing until he calms down. You don't deserve stress and you don't deserve someone treating you like shit when you're a good person, so he won't tolerate someone treating you badly. Overall, even if he has to work on some stuff, you deserve a good lover, and he will do anything to make you happy.

I got some really unique and cool x reader requests, thank you. I'm in the middle of juggling all the ideas. For the super cool person who asked about Dust, PLEAAAAAASE comment here so I can have some more elaboration since I am trying to figure out what you meant because I got a little confused (pls vamp, find this, I love you 😭)

I love you all, thank you thank you thank you this is fun. Don't be shy to ask for more :-))

how do you think the skeles would react to a vampire s/o??

Ooo how fun of a question! I've been brewing with ideas for awhile about this, especially since I have my own ideas for a vampire au with the skeletons. But here? I can have a bit of fun with this. Thank you for the idea >:]

Also-! Since you didn't specify which skeles you wanted, I'll do the main three! If you want some more, don't hesitate to ask! Enjoy

TW/CW: Blood and injury

Imagine it, you owning a home that was lavishly designed and catered to your every need. When you ended up getting injured, you didn't expect yourself to get stuck with monsters who would love you. He couldn't look at you in the eyes sometimes, but to him you're just too beautiful for him to.

To Note: this is during the early 1800's MWAHAHAHA I need the vibe

Vanilla: He didn't realize that you were a vampire at first when you stumbled across him. To him, you looked dangerous, however. He didn't know quite what it was that made him think that, but he was more than willing to tend to your wounds when he found you. The blood on your clothes wasn't just yours, but he didn't dare ask too many questions when he saw your defensiveness. He's just a commoner who happened to have a brother who asked to let you stay. That was enough for him. ...You had pretty eyes, a pretty laugh. When you tilted your head up in the candlelight, your hand covering your mouth as you laughed, he couldn't help but find himself trying to get you to smile more. Weeks pass, he starts to see you more as you bring gifts of food to him and he gets you to laugh more despite your original serious state. It's not until one night, he finds you. You, wearing a red that made him fear you. But when you found him, you had a look of hunger and desperation to you. You found your way to clawing up his clothes as you made your way inside his cabin and pleaded with him. You needed help, needed food, needed him. He was unsure, but....you needed the help. You promised that you would understand if he was disgusted with you, but you needed just one more request for help. He... couldn't say no. So even if it hurts when you sink your fangs into his shoulder, when you clung onto him as you stay beside him, he runs his phalanges through your soft hair and lets you eat. He was tired afterwards, but you thanked him and even helped clean his wounds. You wrapped your arms around him, thanking him. Of course, he'd do anything for you. He loved you, and when he was able to see you again, he made sure to let you know that. It's not something he expected, but if it's who you are, who is he to turn away? The two of you still talk, hang out. You rarely feed on him unless desperate, but you have come to realize that magic blood is much different than human blood. Much more...sweet. So when you come knocking at his door, when you find your way to embrace him in his bed, the two of you can simply lay there for hours, comfortable in each other's presence. He loves you, and in truth you love him, even if neither of you say it out loud.

Cyperus: Out of all the things that he's learned, the most important one to him was to remain kind and to help others. So, when he saw you, running away from danger, it was his first reaction. The blood you wore like a shawl wrapped around your flesh didn't seem to just be your own, but it was clear that you were in distress. He hid you from the guards, the very same ones he aspired to be some day. He stood where he was visible as you hid away, confronted by them. If they had noticed the blood on his leather boots, they would've known something was wrong. When they fled to another location due to his misguidance, he did....hesitate to return to your side. The guards told him that they were on the hunt for a vampire, they needed to kill it. By the expression you had on your face, you were that vampire. But you had looked frightened, clearly injured. He wasn't going to hand you over though, not when it was clear that you needed help. When they left, he made sure to check over your wounds. Holy stars you looked bad, bloody and battered. You were staring at him, he knows you heard what the guards shared. But he didn't dare bring it up, not when you clearly needed healing first. He asked to take you to a healer, a trusted one. You were reluctant, but why would you not trust the monster who just helped you? Before you both fled, he felt the tender touch of your hands on his cheekbones. He tried to ask what you were doing, but you had already pressed a kiss against his cheek before he could speak. Softly, softly you thanked him. Holy shit. Cyperus had to maintain composure, and so he did, even if his skull was a pretty shade of orange and pink hues. You were fixed up that same night, and when you got the rest you needed, Cyperus remained by your side. He held your hand, even with the small glances made his way from the doctor. That was fine with him, he wanted to make sure you felt safe. Yes, you could defend yourself, but sometimes the strong needed help too. It didn't take long for him to befriend you, and even if there was a mutual pining, it flowed naturally. He covered for you, kept you out of the guard's presence since he knew their schedule, and overall kept you in good company. He was delighted to see that Vanilla and you got along as well. Two kind souls can easily flow through magic beyond flesh and bone, two of unique connection. The first time you required blood, it was from a sense of trust. He trusted you to not harm him, and you promised to take care of that trust with utmost attention. You rarely feed in his presence, but it's clear to you that he doesn't mind being the monster you go to when you need it. He loves to help, and you love his dedication. Love here grows smoothly, sweetly, even if there are moments of fear from your end since you don't want to hurt him.

Red: The blacksmith. Okay so maybe it wasn't a good idea to go drinking that night. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to start talking to you when he saw you sitting in the corner by yourself. He wanted to get to know you, he wanted to give some lonely person company. He didn't expect to feel his soul thumping when he saw your face underneath your cloak, didn't expect to start stuttering as he talked. He got you to laugh though, got you to look less nervous. He found you a little off-putting though, despite not commenting on it. Looking back, he should've been more weary like his brother would suggest. But he wanted to be sincere with you, wanted to refrain himself from judging you since he wouldn't want someone to do the same to him. When he ended up getting more drunk with you beside him, the two of you getting progressively obnoxious, he couldn't stop himself from wrapping an arm around your shoulder and getting more comfortable. You did the same, getting comfortable in turn. The two of you didn't seem to even realize that you both were wasted, didn't realize the drunken promises made as the two of you stumbled into his bed. Not much happened, of course, except that he was bitten. He panicked a bit, but he was too drunk and could only stiffen before he found his eyelights shrinking a fraction of their usual size. You were cuddling beside him, peppering his neck with kisses, before you sank your fangs in. He saw the blood, but when he asked what you were doing, you seemed to snap out of it before apologizing. You told him the truth, spilling out your secrets like you spilled the blood of others. You were both drunk, and you apologized with a kiss on the wound and told him that you got carried away. He just smelled so sweet, you didn't think about your actions at the moment. He appreciated the truth, and he himself was not sober enough to handle the situation. He decided that you both need to just sleep for now, deal with it in the morning. He wasn't going to admit that a part of him was excited when you did bite him, but he was nervous all the same. You were a vampire, but he didn't feel the desire to report you. So when you both woke, he let you sleep when he was the first to wake. You were beautiful, sweet, and funny. Maybe it could work out. When Pitch found you both, however, he had to explain to him that nothing intense happened. When Pitch kept side eyeing him, however, the two had to talk later on about how Pitch seemed to already know you. However, the two of them resolve it later on, and the two of them are content with knowing what you are. They'll make it work And they did. He reassures you. He promises that he doesn't mind, he doesn't regret knowing you. He'll make sure you stay safe, and you make sure he stays safe in return. You love each other, you both just need to make adjustments.

Pitch: You didn't mean to frighten him, and he can tell the sincerity in your voice is in fact genuine. Still, he didn't expect to stumble across you when he was injured from an unfortunate situation. You looked so ethereal under the light of the moonlight, but he held back his tongue. You held an air of allure, but he still scrambled on the ground as blood seeped out and stained his shirt. He didn't want to look scared, but he knew that you could tell that he was weary. When you bent down, crouched in front of him, you extended your hand to him and still offered...kindness. He didn't realize that accepting your help would lead him to a path he would never expect. You cleaned his wounds, you worked with precision when you helped him stumble back to your home. It was closer, and by his hesitance to let you know where he lived, you didn't mind a guest. He could see that there was a....strangeness to you though. When you cleaned his wounds, you would hesitate to touch him and your staring wasn't just because you found his wounds hideous. He wasn't stupid, he knows that you're lying when you say that it's just because you don't want to hurt him. With his reservations in mind, he would ask questions, and you would only ask your own. Okay, that's fair. He found his guard lowering slowly, and when you were done you offered to let him sleep in a guest bedroom. He was reluctant, but you assured him when you told him that it has a lock from the inside. Too injured to walk back home, he simply gave in. Time passed after this event, and occasionally he would see you when he wandered around at night. You were still odd, and he was still guarded, but nothing much happened. He kept his knowledge about you from Red, not telling another soul of how he knew you. But you got him to feel comfortable over time, you even got him to smile at you a few times. He knew that something was off about you when you first met, but he didn't expect to see you in the dirt and hidden under bushes with your body injured and your eyes red as ruby. You had helped him though when he was injured, and even if you seemed to crave blood, he saw your self control and he saw your vulnerability. He wasn't going to take advantage of that by reporting you to the guard or killing you himself. No, he instead took you home and cleaned your wounds. You were starving, and as he wrapped your arm in linen, it was tense. Before he could stop himself though, he offered his blood to you. He saw your uncertainty, your resistance to the idea. But he insisted, especially because he didn't want you to die or hurt someone else. You must accept it, he won't let you leave otherwise. It hurt more than he expected when your clawed nails dug into his bone and your teeth found its way to his collarbone. He didn't scream though, didn't do anything but flinch as he clenched his fists. You fell asleep right as you finished, too full and too tired. He had to clean his own wound and carry you to bed, but he didn't mind. He would take care of you, like you took care of him. It was an unspoken understanding that you two had after this event, that the two of you would carry loyalty and devotion to one another. Keep each other safe, and keep each other close. He loves you, even if he doesn't say it. It takes him a bit to accept your words when you tell him that you love him, but when he looks at you the way he does, he's promising the same. He loves you, he loves you, he loves you.

Powder: An important adventure, a hunter, a good monster who takes care of others. He knew of the town's vampire, but he didn't actually expect to find that the vampire was you. You were always so kind, always offering good company and help. You were reclusive, yes, but he never pushed for you to be more social than you were. He found you in an inconvenient bear trap, your leg almost shredded up from struggling and your body laying limp from pain. He saw the blood on your lips from the limp bear laying beside you, the red glow of your eyes. What a lucky skeleton he was, forced to figure out how to handle this. His duties are important, but you are his friend. You and him would spend time together during the day, laughing and encouraging one another. You were really the vampire? ......He feels that he was going to be banished from the royal guard after this. He pried you free from the trap, carried you to his home wrapped in his cloak. He barely spoke, and you were too tired from excessive blood loss. He lets you stay in his home, takes you to Stretch, even if there's a clear sign of discomfort he carries every now and again. He had to later pull Stretch aside since it's clear that he knows you, knows what you are. It doesn't end as smoothly as he had hoped. He'll bring food from his hunt and after skinning and taking his fill, he'll make sure you eat well. It's awkward, uncomfortable, but it becomes something he grows to open up about. He learns more, and of course, his dedication to those he cares for is more important to him than his role as an important figure of the guard. His first experience with your magic was interesting, especially since you had found him injured and it ended up with some magic use. It was strange, the way you bit into your wrist before placing it down into his wound was odd. He was losing too much blood to think, but his eyes remained on your face when you were tending to him. You always soothed him when you attempted to, and he ended up passing out. By the time he woke, he had found his injury was missing, and you were sleeping. You crawled up on the bed beside him and pressed your face against his chest, clinging onto him. You cared about him, that much was obvious. He cared about you too. When you woke, he was stroking his phalanges through your hair, and you both mumbled soft confessions to one another. May the guards be damned if they get you, and may the guards be damned if they ever got to him

Stretch: When Cyperus decided to ask him for help, he didn't think that it meant having to help such a unique case like yourself. You were a vampire, and he's never worked with one before. Yet all the same, what kind of doctor would he be if he didn't help you? He prided himself as the underground doctor, a cheap alternative for monsters to go to in need of medical attention. He charged a lot less and he worked with monsters better than the human doctors, and he knows the most about monsters since he's spent time studying and researching. He tended to you, and made sure you felt comfortable. Occasionally, he would make sure you came by to visit for check-ups, which you didn't mind from the looks of it. He doesn't realize how safe he makes you feel, how he makes you feel less scary. He wasn't the first to meet you out of the skeletons, but he's glad that you have others to rely on. He was the second to find out about you though, other than Cyperus. He keeps this secret from the others for you, up until Powder walks in with your injured body. The conversation didn't end too well between him and Powder, but he was more focused on tending to you first. You mean so much to him, you're as sweet as honey. He wants to take care of you, even if he's not physically strong. He has a lot of empathy for others, an emotional strength that he's had to build over time due to how this world is structured. So when it comes out that you both have a mutual love for one another (it was an accident), he was delighted. After all, he's happy to know that he can always be here to heal you and take care of you at the end of the day...

Closing Notes: IT DIDN'T SAVE MY SHIT THE FIRST TIME I AM GROWLING AND EATING RHE BARS OF MY ENCLOSURE GRRRR GRAUGH (thank you for this fun request, I hope you enjoy. Don't be afraid to ask for more teehee)

Bracelets!!

I am working on my playlists currently for some light editing, but I thought I'd share the bracelets I've made for some of the UTMV guys and the og Sans and Pap! I plan to make more, but I hope you like them!

(Pls be gentle I'm small and a sensitive soul🥲)

I love when Sans Undertale walked in my room and told me that I need to post my headcanons before he smacked a bag of chips at my face. I gotta listen to the funny bone man.

(this was the only gif I found that was fitting of the silly bone man)

Have a clay heart I made for your troubles

Rus Serrif Playlist

He's one of my favorites so his playlist is frequently listened to, I love him sm. Lmk if the artist doesn't want their art used btw, enjoy!

Fuck my life

first date scenarios for the boys of your choice?

Awww hell yeah, I can think of a few scenarios! I decided to use Vanilla, Red, Saint, and Dust! Enjoy them below, I wanted to take the time to think about what suits each of them most!! I had fun, so I hope you do too! If you want any more, don't be shy to ask for any other Sans or Papyri(⁠人⁠*⁠´⁠∀⁠｀⁠)⁠｡⁠*ﾟ⁠+

Vanilla:

He is such a dork, but he's good at picking a first date. He wanted something simple, personal, and cheap. So, he invites you to go stargazing with him one night, but he offers to go somewhere he has in mind. Atop of a hill, there he has a picnic blanket filled with snacks and drinks for the two of you. Hes never been the type to plan a date, but this was something he wanted to set up for you since he wants to prove that he's serious. He's cracking jokes, guiding you to lay down and stargaze as the two of you enjoy a romantic time. He's pointing at constellations, offering you his jacket, and poorly flirting with you since he can't stop blushing and getting shy. The night would grow late but the two of you can get to talking about personal things, and he's feeling more comfortable with you to the point he's opening up about himself. You've known him for awhile but this was your first official date ever since you two took forever to confess. You can just see the way his eyelights dilate and shape into hearts as he asks to hold your hand. The night is sweet, and he takes you home when you start getting tired

Red:

Bless his soul, he's not really a romantic. Still, he was quick to take note when he heard you throw a comment about how nice it would be to be taken out sometimes. Pitch scolded him to take you somewhere because he knows Red would be lazy, which isn't wrong. Instead, he gets creative. He offers that the two of you go thrift shopping together, picking each other's outfits before straight up going to the mall. Both outfits are awful, the two of you giggling the whole time as he's feeling better that he's able to make sure the both of you have fun. You're both in the photo booth, eating bad mall food, and buying stupid things. He's not good with formal dates so this made things so much easier for him. By the end of it, you're both having a genuinely good time and he's even blushing after you kiss his cheek

Saint:

He's not a planner, let alone a romantic skeleton. To him, whatever you like works for him. However, when he picked up that you wanted a date, he panicked a little internally. He's not grand like the others, so he's going to others for advice. It's actually Red that helped him by asking what you both enjoy. Well, you both like food! So, his first date would be at home for one. He's not good at large events or fancy things, but he offers that the two of you cook dinner together and enjoy watching a movie marathon. He would start by getting the others out of the house and the two of you could work together making dinner and dessert. He's messing with you occasionally, staring at you, awkwardly complimenting you, or listening to you talk about whatever you're interested in, small things like that. Once that's done he would have made a nest on the floor of blankets and pillows, cuddling into you and practically purring as he gets to play with your hair while your eyes are glued to the screen. It's simple, cozy, and he's making sure you're laying on top of him when you eventually fall asleep together. He hopes he did a good enough job for a first date

Dust:

He's a quiet skeleton, a reserved figure. However, he actually went to you when you mentioned going to an aquarium with him some time. He's never been, and he silently lets you know that he's willing to go in order to see what it's like. He's listening to the playlist you have on in the car and you see that he's actually enjoying it by how he's tapping his foot and nodding his head. He doesn't complain when you take his hand, guiding him inside before you both are eventually inside. You've never seen him so still when he's shown the beautiful sea creatures, his frame glued to watching them before you coax him to see the next sight. You're holding his hand and you feel him squeeze it when you ask if he's liking it. To your surprise, he pulls out a very delicate but simple necklace he bought before the date, and you feel his phalanges placing it around your neck. He's a lot closer to you, his hands resting on your shoulders when he's done and admiring how it looks. You hear him mutter something, and when you ask what he says he pulls you into a very tender hug and simply just says. "Thank you for taking me today," And the rest of the date goes smoothly even if it was spent where he was listening to you explain things to him. It was a very special date to him, and he's blushing under his hood when you both go home. He didn't want to tell you that he actually said how you look just so pretty in the lighting of the aquarium wearing that necklace he gave you. No, that's too embarrassing, and he's too scary to be saying stuff like that, right? Right...?