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Momma looka belly wiggle 🐱

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I’m dying 😂

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lms if you cried

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Germany: Love is dead and never existed. All you did was betray me as I lay sick and festering. You are the definition of dread.

Russia: Are you okay??

Germany: Your cat stole my fucking garlic bread.

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Unmute !

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The Sick Man of the East

Chapter 1: The Foreign Devils

A/N: So ye I decided to start this, pray that I’ll ever finish :,) feel free to lemme know if I should publish this outside of tumblr or nah

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Pairing: KillerDream | KillerCreamMare WC: ~6290 Chapter: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 – Read on AO3 –

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North Korea: “N-No more… please….” Russia: “My father helped you, and this is how you repay him?” NK: “F-Fine… for your father…” Russia: “Open wide.” NK: “A-Ah…” USSR: “Russia, I got your shirts from the-” USSR: “-wash.” … Russia: “Uch!” USSR: “WTF are you doing to him!?”

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Nyx why

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jakei i don't know if you are answering about underverse but what is the purpose of the fatal error? It is also erasing alternative universes

Being a cute potato.

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Dream’s Hurt

Yellow again! Here, have another one-shot! This one with the positive being getting hurt! Yay!

Fandom: Undertale, but specifically Dreamtale

Characters: Nightmare, Dream (Who belong to Joku)

Warnings: Implied violence? Other than that, there isn’t any I can think of.

Word Count: 1032

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Nightmare was in a good mood.

He had woken up to a quiet castle, his team off doing things on their own. Horror was visiting a friend of his in Underlust. Killer was sharpening his knives and looking for a new one. Dust was practicing his attacks in one of the training rooms. Cross was doing…something, Nightmare wasn’t sure what. And Error was in his Anti-Void, most likely watching Undernovela.

As for himself, Nightmare was enjoying one of his few days off by taking a stroll in an AU he didn’t care to look at the name of. It was night and was set on the surface, but that was all he cared for.

Being a king was a lot harder than it sounded like. You had to attend meetings, make sure your people didn’t start a revolution, and you were always working. No matter what. But Nightmare made sure he had a few days a month to himself. Just enough that he didn’t burn himself out, because he, unlike popular belief, did care for his mental health. He prided himself on that.

Now Dream, he was the opposite. He would gladly run himself into the ground if someone asked him to. The village was proof of that. But Dream, when asked if he was alright, would always smile and insist he was fine, even if he hadn’t slept in weeks or eaten in days. Only if he couldn’t do anything else, would he ask for help or admit that maybe he needed a rest. Most of those times Nightmare would have to drag him and throw him in a cell for a few days.

Nightmare sighed. His brother was an idiot, but he was Nightmare’s idiot. He loved the younger twin dearly, could never stop, and deeply regretted hurting him. Which was why he was ever so grateful for the truce they made.

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From memories to Trees

Chapter 4: Goodbye Home

The day started out like normal, Nightmare waking up to near all his boys pilled up on or around him, telling them to get off only to sleep in another hour. A normal morning.

“Alright you all, its really time to get up,” Nightmare roused, letting a smile pull at his mouth as he heard his boys’ cheeky giggles. Opening his eyes, he turned his smile into a smirk, “Should I just get up?”

A chorus of “Yes!” sounded out, and slowly but surely, he got up with all his boys on him. Sure, he felt like he was carrying near half a dozen hundred pounds, but it made his boys happy. Carefully, he went through the doorway fo his room and out to their kitchen, two boys hanging from his arms and another two from his wings.

Soon they got breakfast done and Error visited, claiming Fresh was relaxing in the AntiVoid, winding down after going through another false attack. However, by lunch, he knew something was off.

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dreammare 5

The actions are written but not exactly like the number. So I apologize for that. Also, sorry it took so long to write this. 

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No one could know about this. About them. 

Deram pulled Nightmare closer. Their mouths intangled. Dream had Nightmare pressed flat against him. 

They didn’t understand, they wouldn’t understand. Nightmare and Dream were supposed to be enemies. Not friends and god forbid lovers! Yet…

God, it’s been ages. Ages since they last touched each other. Since they last shared a kiss. Dream’s hand pressed against Nightmare’s ecto that hid beneath Nightmare’s clothing. One his hands held Nightmare close by his hip. Dream allowed his fingers to glide across Nightmare’s back. 

Dream couldn’t get enough of the negative filled monster. He was undoubtedly addicted to his opposite in every way possible. 

The hands clasped around his neck pulled Dream closer. Dream could feel the gentle rub of NIghtmare’s fingers across his bone. Those fingers kept him in place, kept him from pulling too far from the other. Not that he would. He didn’t want to be any further from Nightmare than he had been the last few months. 

Dream’s fingertips pressed against Nightmare’s lower back. Dream trailed his fingers down lower, slipping under Nightmare’s top. Gliding across that amethyst ecto Dream worshiped so much. 

Gentle, Dream drew his fingertips into small circles in the middle of Nightmare’s lower back. Nightmare shivered, a gasp leaving Nightmare as he broke the kiss. 

Dream opened his eyesockets, lidded as he stared at the monster he loved so dearly. Nightmare’s own eyesockets were lidded as he glared up at Dream. Those purple eyelights were far from harsh. A pout everlasting on his mouth. Nightmare appeared to have a permanent scowl on his face. Dream never ceased his smiles. 

Dream tipped Nightmare’s chin up. He pulled the other into a deep kiss.

This was their secret. This was their moment, hidden from the multiverse and only for them to experience. Dream would savor in every moment he could.

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Reviving Something Dead

Well, I’m sick. I’ve been sick for the past few days and it sucks. At least it’s doing wonders for my writing. So, DS Dreammare, soulmate AU edition. I really like how this turned out and I’ve already got ideas for a followup oneshot to this. Also, human Dreamswap crew, just because I felt like it.

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Imagine RBDS Nightmare sometimes dying on purpose when he either wants to annoy Dream or make the other leave him alone (if asking for that doesn't work)

Dreamswap is by @onebizarrekai​

Reverse Bond AU is @hisame-amadashi​‘s idea, shared via discord. You asked for this.

warnings: manipulation, temporary character death, swearing, unhealthy relationship, suicide, blood

characters and pairing: DS Dream, DS Nightmare, DS Dreammare

word count: 2,027

Summary: Dream won’t back off, so Nightmare does something drastic that will hopefully get him to leave him alone a little more.

tagslist: @anxiety-is-married-to-depression @angelofthehalfmoon @trainwreck-of-skeletons @hisame-amadashi​ @therandomskelekey @capisnotonfire

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