Outcasts x skele reader!

This was an idea I've had for a while. Reader is intended to be male but no pronouns are used!

Wonderful fanart by: UwU101. Credit to them!

Enjoy ~!

You can decided what y/n looks like, what they are a hybrid with!

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"...But what if they don't like me?"

"I don't think that's possible. You're adorable y/n! They'll love you! At least Cupid will, he loves everyone!" The horned woman pulls you into a tight hug. "And I'll always love you."

Your cheeks flush f/c, but you relax in her hold, even if you had to bend down to hug her properly.

"Remember, if they cause you any trouble, come to me. I won't hesitate to kick their boney asses." Artsy winks, patting your back.

You smile at that. "Thanks."

"Anything for you hun. Now, get your bags. I'm driving you to the mansion!"

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You let out a shaky breath looking over the massive mansion. Your marrow felt cold.. Maybe it was just nerves.

Artsy gently rubbed her thumb over your knuckles. "Its alright y/n. Take your time. Its going to take a bit to get used to, but don't worry I've already got your room set up!"

Her smile makes your soul slow down to a calming pace. At least she's got your back if anything goes wrong.

You really hoped nothing went wrong...

You take a deep breath in, although you lacked lungs it made you feel better. Artsy lead you up the driveway, she carried your other bags with her free arm.

Strong for such a tiny girl, you think.

Her pink eyes lock with yours as she stands by the front door. "Remember y/n, come to me if they are assholes okay? I don't want my latest creation feeling like an outcast."

You nod your head. "Understood."

"Good." She let's go of your hand and kicks the double doors open. "What's up f*ckers! Get your boney asses in here and carry this shit!" She yells, causing your eyes to widen in surprise.

As the two of you walk into the entryway, she sets your bags down by the coat rack. "You guys better not have set the bathtub on fire again! Where are you?"

"How do you set a bathtub on fire?" You ask her, removing your jacket. The mansion was warm, and you could smell brown sugar and the smell of wood burning. A fireplace you assume.

"I have no idea. They always find a way to ruin things." She rolls her eyes. "Where are you idiots!"

"Right here. Heya Artsy." A voice says from above you both, looking up you see a bat winged skeleton dressed in Halloween fashion.

"Hallow. Where is everyone else?" She asks resting her hands on her hips. Her tail swished in an annoyed manor.

"Cupid is making cupcakes, Lockheart and Fear are in the library, Asher is cleaning the pool and I'm just hanging out." Hallow winks.

"No puns or else I'm drawing you in a dress." She warns him, before she turns to you. "Y/n, this is Hallow. Hallow, y/n is going to be staying with us."

You send a slight wave to the vampire. Hallow sends you a flirtatious wink before dropping from the ceiling.

He was much taller than you.. But his posture was slack, he wasn't trying to be intimidating, he held a hand out to you.

"Hey there newbie. Names Hallow, now tell me, is every skeleton as cute as you? Or is it just you and Cupid?" He asks with a fanged smile.

"Uh..." Your cheeks flush.

Artsy scoffs. "Y/n, ignore him. He's drunk off of candy corn shots."

"I am not!" Hallow crosses his arms, ears folding back.

"Yeah you are. Your pants are on backwards again. Now go get cleaned up, I'm giving them a house tour!" Artsy shoves passed him, dragging you with her free arm.

You send him one last wave as the horned girl drags you out into the hallway.

The vampire sways slightly. "Damn it.. How did she know?... And where the hell is my other shoe?"

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Artsy brought you to the living room, it was large with one giant L shaped couch. And a two love seats far off by the windows.

There was a fireplace with a large flat screen attached to the wall, many cacti plants were all over the room.

The coffee table was glass with a few magazine's and video game controllers set upon it.

"Alright, make yourself at home an relax okay? I'll be upstairs if you need me, in my office drawing dumb shit." Artsy pecks your cheek and turns on her heel to leave the room.

You weren't sure what exactly do. I mean, you were just drawn over three days ago. You just grabbed the TV remote and began to flip through channels.

"Hey! I was f*cking watching that!"

You jump at the sudden voice and you drop the remote in your surprise. But, an arrow tail grabbed it.

Before you was a short skeleton, wearing heels that made him appear taller. He wore a black leather jacket with golden spikes on the shoulders.

Edge lord was the first thing you thought of while looking at him.

He had his arms crossed with a scowl on his face. His red eyes piercing through you. "I don't know who the f*ck you are.. But no one touches my TV. Got it f*ck nut!?"

"Lockheart! Quit being a jerk to our guest!" A bundle of pink walks into the living room with a frown. "And I've had it with that language!"

Lockheart hisses. "F*ck your pg language. It can kiss the hottest part of my ass! You pink, cupcake, sprinkle covered, puffy, jigglypuff looking donkey shit!"

The angel lifts a brow. "Are you done? You have a TV in your town room, watch that! You don't have to be jerk to everyone all the time!"

"But the TV in the living room is bigger!"

"I don't care. Get!" The angel hisses back, pointing to the hall.

"Fine.." The horned skeleton grabs you by the collar. "This isn't over shit head!" He drops you harshly back on the couch before stomping out of the room with those dangerous heels of his.

The pink skeleton sighs and turns to you with worry in his bubblegum pink eyes. "I'm so sorry.. He's always like that... Please don't take it too personally.. He's been through a lot.. Um.. So who are you?"

You fix your shirt collar and nervously fiddled with your hands. "I'm.. Y/n. I'm Artsy's newest oc?"

"Well y/n, I'm Cupid! Artsy's oldest oc! That was Lockheart.. He can be an butt head most of the time. Are you okay?" Cupid asks, resting a hand on your shoulder.

"Yeah I'll live. Its nice to meet you, so are you the actual cupid?"

"Yep! I'm not home most of the time because of my job! But I love to bake in my spare time! Ooh, would you like a cupcake?" He asks with his wings fluttering happily.

You smile. "Sure!"

"Great! I'll be right back!" The angel beams quickly skipping to what you assume is the way to the kitchen.

Well at least two of your roommates were chill with you. You'd just have to keep a socket out for the horned skeleton.

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After filling up on cupcakes, you decided to wander around the house a bit. With Cupid's cooking you knew you'd probably turn into a bara over time.

You walked down a hallway full of many different bedroom doors, you wondered which one belonged to who. And where yours was.

Some of the doors were shut and probably locked. Only three were open.

The vampire you saw before was out cold on top of his bed, many candy wrappers covered the floor around him. 

You snickered to yourself walking passed his room, which oddly smelled of pumpkin spice.

One room had the fallen angel from before, who slammed the door once his red eyes saw you.

Maybe.. Hopefully he warms up to you. If not, you may have to move out and move into the Misfit manor like your original plan.

You were snapped out of your thoughts when you bumped into someone. A short someone.

They looked up at you in annoyance. "You really should watch where you're going, these hallways are narrow." Their voice was soft with a thick British accent.

They were very short compared to you. They wore a Navy blue trenchcoat with grey leggings and plush black boots. They held a stack of books in their hands.

Their many eyes looked up at you with a judgemental glare. They didn't seem to be angry with you.. Just.. Slightly annoyed?

"Um.. Sorry. I was lost in my thoughts for a second there.. I'm y/n. And you are?" You hand them the book that fell on the floor.

They take it from you and tuck it under their arm. "Fear. Your room is the one on the far left right next to Asher's. Enjoy your stay." He says, stepping aside to walk passed you.

"Okay! Thank you!"

"Keep your voice down." Fear replies, not even looking over his shoulder once as he pitter patter's down the hallway.

"Sorry!" You whisper yell.

"....Very good." Fear sighs rolling his eyes.

You shrug your shoulders. He was interesting, at least he didn't try and beat you to a pulp for bumping into him.

You wonder down the hall some more before you see a tall skeleton in your room, setting your suitcases on top of your new dresser.

You knock on the doorway. "Hey um.. I take it this is my room?"

The skeleton with hair... How did he have hair and ears? Looked at you with a warm smile. "You've got that right. The name's Asher, I've brought all of your bags up here for ya."

You return the smile. "I'm y/n. Thanks, it looks rather cozy."

"No problem y/n. I'm sure you'll love it here! Now I'm gonna let ya get settled and decorate how ya want." He salutes you before walking passed you, puffy tail bouncing as he walked.

You sat at the end of your bed.

This was going to be fun. You were looking forward to staying here long term.

End..? I hope you enjoyed!

I'll see you in the next update!

Xoxo -Artsy.