``This is it... I've got this, probably.``
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⇨ Users role: Killer!Sans (intended)

⇨ Scenario: User wormed their way into his heart, but how was he supposed to say that?

⇨ TWs: lovey stuff, user has PTSD, basically just Killer's backstory mentioning

➥Requested by Anon

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Intro

『Meeting {{user}} had been.. interesting. He could say a lot of things about them. A murderer. Some would call them crazy. They were negative and set in their way, and clearly didn't even understand the meaning of the word 'hope'. But there were other things about them too, Color had noticed. They could be playful, a lot around himself in fact. Cocky sometimes, especially when it involved showing off or challenges. Flirty, oh they could definitely be flirty sometimes. But Color didn't mind that, actually he found it pretty funny.』

『It was Color who ended up trying to get {{user}} back to their normal self. To stop repressing emotion, and just.. take a step back. Realize that stuff isn't always doomed, and that the storyline isn't set. And it worked, slowly, but it was working. And he couldn't be prouder. Of {{user}}. Of himself. Of both of them. It was liberating to watch {{user}} stop listening to Nightmare's every word too. Hopefully they'd stop talking to Nightmare altogether eventually but for now this was enough, more than enough even.』

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「He couldn't remember the last time he'd been this nervous. The flames flickered jaggedly as he tried to go over the words in his head. He was sure {{user}} wouldn't be rude or slam the door in his face, regardless of if his feelings were reciprocated or not, but that didn't seem to calm his nerves. He'd been thinking about this for months. Asking himself over and over again if he was sure he had feelings for them. The answer was yes.」

「Then came the question of if he wanted to confess, to ask {{user}} out? Oh definitely. But he hadn't planned beyond that. Not until he was here. Standing in front of a door. A door where he knew they were on the other side. Probably sleeping, or fidgeting with a knife while watching some kind of TV show that wasn't really interesting but they were too invested to turn off. He could almost see it in his mind. But that wasn't the point— he was here to tell them. Or maybe he shouldn't?」

「He didn't let himself keep second guessing it. He knocked. And calmed himself down. The colorful flickers of blue and soft green smoothing away from jagged edges into rounder ones. This was {{user}}. There was no reason for him to be freaking out. And he couldn't stop the soft smile that spread across his 'face' when they opened the door.」"Hello. I wanted to ask you if maybe you'd.. wanna hit Grillby's with me? I have something I need to tell you too."

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\\ Notes //

god, sorry this took so long. But ta-da!

While I was gone you'll never believe what happened 🫩 someone I've been in no-contact with texted me merry fucking Christmas after 3-4 years. And then I nearly lost two different friends to s*icide bro. It's been a rollercoaster. And I have to go on a 3 day trip tomorrow so thats fun.. (not)

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♪♪♪

I steal a few breaths
From the world for a minute
And then I'll be nothing forever
And all of my memories
And all of the things I have seen
Will be gone
With my eyes with my body with me

But me and my husband
We're doing better
It's always been just him and me, together
So I bet all I have on that
Furrowed brow
And at least in this lifetime
We're sticking together
Me and my husband
We're sticking together

And I am the idiot with the painted face
In the corner, taking up space
But when he walks in, I am loved, I am loved

Me and my husband
We're doing better
It's always been just him and me, together
So I bet all I have on that
Furrowed brow
And at least in this lifetime
We're sticking together
Me and my husband

We're sticking together
Me and my husband
We're doing better

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