-- 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 '𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍', 𝐓𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔!

NO ONE WILL REMEMBER YOUR NAME .

one more and he gets put in the pronouns machine

* Yay! [She gets up, walking over to the small vanity she had set up in Papyrus’ room. She had it maybe set up days after their first kiss. She always spent the night with him every other day.] * I think you’d just look cute with them! I mean, you already wear eyeliner..

* … * ..Can I put false eyelashes on you, baby? [She pushes herself up and intertwined her fingers together, pleading, begging even.] * It’d be cute!

(The answer intrigued Sev, but he didn’t want to push too hard if it was personal.) “…I get it. Sworn to the job. Fair enough.”

🩰|| @GREATERBOSS95 * … [She lets her feet rest in the air with her face cupped by her hands, batting her eyelashes oh so innocently.] [Shes begging for his attention.]

Why

(Celebrating internally at his victory.) (But his attention snapped back once Papyrus asked for his question.) “There’s a lot I wanna know about you, but where to start? Hmm… what made you want to be in the royal guard so much?”

Selective? Um, select deez

“You may think it foolish, but it helped me get a better score. Can’t argue with results.” (He grinned, fiddling with his cards.) “That being said, a good player knows when to stop. I’m staying.”

(Chuckling at Papyrus’s words.) “You can call me a lot of things, Papyrus. But a quitter is not one of them. Hit me again!”