skyler-carson

        OK SO THIS HAS MATURE CONTENT SO JUST BE CAREFUL THOSE OF YOU WHO ARE INNOCENT        “A-ah Hiro.” The moans you would produce would always make Hiro hungry to please you further. Hiro’s right arm was underneath your shoulders to keep your bodies in close proximity while his left hand brought up your right leg slightly to change the angle. Stimulation was maximized making every little touch, kiss, or bite even more intense. Hiro groaned again your lips connecting them roughly as he thrust faster. Both of your muscles were tensing up. “H-hiro!” Your eyes rolled back into your head jus

So maybe he wasn't a fan of talking, selectively mute as humanity had labeled it. It was a privilege, a hard one to earn no less, but you treasured every rare occurrence of speech that graced you. Though to call him silent would be nothing short of grossly incorrect. While Grillby was quiet in the vocal sense, the man was always emitting noise. You would know. You were currently relaxing on the couch with him… Well, you were engaging in some intimate cuddle time pinned beneath him as he coyly placed light feathery kisses along your face, neck, and shoulders. You loved ever whooshing swirl of his ignited embarrassment. Adored every c

Its was a usual white, snowy day in Snowdin and you were craving something to eat. So what better place to go to than Grillby's, and on the plus side you where a huge fan of that place. Including its one and only 'hot' bartender and owner, Grillby. As the snow crunched under your feet, and the snow fell slowly and gracefully onto the Underground's floors the light beaming from Grillby's was in sight. You smiled, as you took a breath, watching it evaporate into the air and making the warm hands in your hoodie pockets squeeze together happily. You sighed tiredly, approaching the door once you went up the step into the tavern. Opening the said

You simply decided to stroll to the market to purchase a few necessities, (late at night none the less) and on your way back home through Snowdin, the snow began to plummet more quickly and the wind howled with great ferocity. You were equipped with boots, a winter coat and jeans; perfect for a regular cold day, not for a sudden blizzard. Your frozen hands clutched the plastic grocery bags, you were sincerely considering just abandoning your groceries just so you can stick your bare hands into your pockets. You heavily trekked through the rapidly stacking snow; feeling disoriented, nervous and gelid. Being blinded by the darkness and the snow

I was walking up the stairs toward Sans’ room. Papyrus was almost done making spaghetti and had asked me to get Sans for dinner. I was at the door when I noticed it was opened just slightly. This isn’t normal! Thinking back Sans hadn’t been acting the same all day. I hope he’s okay. After the Skelebrothers had taken me in, I had become very close to both of them. It felt nice to be part of a family again. I knocked on the door to Sans’ room. “Sans?” I called lightly. All I could hear was mumbling. I decided to go in, I mean the door was open. I opened the door and walked into the room. Sans didnR

Grillby’s POV The door opened and I saw (y/n) walk in all bundled up. She was a cute girl with (h/l) (h/c) hair and perfectly (e/c) eyes. Snowdin was fairly cold and now that she was living in the snowy town she stopped in almost as frequently as Sans. All the regulars were here minus the punny skeleton. It was always nice to see the (y/n) and I found myself somewhat upset when I didn’t get to see her. She shivered as she came and sat at the counter. “Hey Grillby!” Her voice was sweet and she had a soft smile. “Hey (y/n). What can I get for you?” “Can I get an order of fries?” “Sure t

With a sigh, you picked up a towel and began wiping down the tables at Grillby's. It had been a very long day of work and you and Grillby had worked late into the night serving customers. It was around three AM and you were just ready to go home and rest for the night. But to your disappointment, you still had quite a few jobs to do before Grillby's officially closed for the night. Sweep the floors, wipe off the counter, restock the shelves, mop the kitchen and wash the dishes. At least Grillby was here to help you close up, though that was his job. Speaking of Grillby, he walked in from the back and grabbed the broom. "I've mopped the kitc

"No." "I didn't even ask yet, Sans!" "It's still no." "Whyyyy?! I just want to cuddle with you!" "I got that, but I said no!" Finally you just sighed in defeat. "Fine... I just wanted to... Spend some time with you... Do you really hate me that much?" Something about how sad you sounded broke his heart. He finally sat on the couch, refusing to look at you. "...C'mere." You squeed and ran over, glomping him and nuzzling his belly. "H-hey, cut it out!" You immediately began to kiss his belly, watching him as he blushed. "W-what are you doing...?" You trailed the kisses up his belly, over his chest, and then you kissed his neck gently. "Uh..." S

You unwrapped a pink Starburst and popped it into your mouth, adding the wrapper to the growing stack next you. You had managed to convince Sam and Dean to give you Halloween off. They didn’t understand why you loved the holiday but were supportive, promising only to call if it was life or death. Dean didn’t make fun of your costume, a dead red shirt from Star Trek complete with gory make-up, and Sam even bought you a giant bag of Starburst. In all honesty you preferred chocolate but you were grateful nonetheless, there was something extremely addicting about Starburst that you loved. You sat alone in the motel room, watching wh

Summary: Gabriel wakes you up in the morning to celebrate a special occasion. Pairing: Gabriel x reader Word count: ~1,170 Warnings: FLUFF. Nothing but that. There’s so much sweetsandfluff going on you’re gonna get a sugar high. ^^ *** You woke up to a familiar, soft scent of chocolate and sugar surrounding you. Your eyes stayed closed but a small smile spread to your face as Gabriel continued to wake you up with gentle kisses, peppering them up and down your neck, his hair and breath tickling your skin as he moved. You didn’t wish to show him that you were awake just yet - you loved these little moments in the mornings t