#Awwww Socket is best boyfriend though

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Omg I’m so sorry- I thought it would be too much to write and tried making it short. Ok so uh, the S/O wanted to hide how she was always outside, dealing with strangers to get happy pills and lies always to their boyfriend. Is that better? I’m so sorry qwq”

Awwww nonny, sweet nonny, I told you you don’t have to apologize for this. I asked because I want to write this for you the best I can. I know some people like to keep asks as vague as possible, but I find the more information I have, the better. I’m so glad you responded to clear up my earlier confusion because I was excited to write this for you. You and your questions are always welcomed here. I’m so sorry this took me so long to get back to, I kinda ran with it a little further than I should have I think. I hope you like it though.

In reference to this ask:

“Hello there! I just like when people have some headcanon and soulmate stuff in mind. Could you do a S/O who always lies to their boyfriend so every time someone puts even something on the table, they’ll flinch and feel bad, whenever a firework flies up and explodes, they’ll start crying slightly unnoticeable because they feel worse of sudden sounds or just loud yells. Maybe Error, Nightmare, Blue and Ink? :,3 (Sorry if it’s bad-)”

DISCLAIMER: Please do not take drugs you have not been prescribed by a professional. You have no way of knowing how they’ll react to your body, what kind of reaction you’ll have, if you’re allergic or not, if the person you bought them from lied about the ingredients, or if you’re taking a safe dose for your body type. If you need help, there will always be someone out there willing to help, even if you don’t think there is.

(Underswap Sans) Blueberry/Blue:

You needed them, you needed them badly. Your sweet bonefriend never lost that wide smile on his face, you wanted to be happy for him, you couldn’t drag him down with you. This is why you find yourself behind Muffet’s cafe every other weekend trading money and favors with a blind bunny monster for your ‘happy pills’. She always had the right stuff to keep you afloat, to help you keep up with Blue, you depended on her, and you depended on your bonefriend never finding out.

You flinch when you hear loud noises, a reflex of being so worried about being caught during one of your deals. The sound of Blue setting his plate on the counter a little too harshly while you’re doing dishes makes you squeak and flinch. Blue frowns and leans over to check on you. “DID YOU HURT YOURSELF ANGEL?” he asks, pulling one of your hands from the water. You shake your head, guilt flooding your heart for overreacting, and play it off like the water was too hot.—Fireworks, you were late to watch the fireworks show with Blue because you needed a good distraction to pick up your latest fix. You needed to think of a good excuse to tell him once you got there, you didn’t want him to be worried or upset with you after all. When you get there, you feel bad for making Blue wait for you and offer him a weak smile and an even weaker excuse. He seems to accept them both and snuggles you onto the blanket with him to watch just as the finale goes off. The loud bursting of the shells causes you to jolt and start crying. Blue tucks you against his chest and covers your ears, thinking the loud noise was painful for you. It is…but not in the way he thinks.—He finally finds out that something was wrong when you flinch and drop the cup of water you were using to down your pills when he calls for you from the other room, his loud voice echoing through the hall and making you panic. “ANGEL ARE YOU OKAY?” Blue runs into the room and spots the broken cup. “WHAT HAPPENED?” You try to play it off, but it’s hard with the evidence all right there. You break down and tell Blue what you’ve been doing. He’s not happy with you, feeling hurt that you were keeping secrets from him, that you didn’t feel like you could trust him to help you. If you haven’t been together long, he might not feel comfortable continuing to date you, but if you’ve been together a long time, he’d offer to help you get on his insurance so you can get a prescription instead of buying pills off of someone shady.

Ink:

You think Ink would understand if you told him you needed pills to be happy since he needs his vials to regulate his emotions, but the two of you are constantly on the move so you’re not sure where you could get a steady supply. So you don’t tell him and buy them in back alleys when the two of you stop in the seedier au’s.

Ink doesn’t seem particularly bothered by your jumpiness when he settles things down beside you, or raises his voice a little. The two of you visit some pretty scary places on a regular basis, so you’re bound to be a little skittish at times. He just tries to keep his tone even and tries not to sneak up on you too often.—When the two of you stop in one of the Au’s to watch a fireworks show, Ink just assumes you’re overwhelmed by how beautiful it is when you start crying. He teases you and wraps his arms around you. It’s a warm comfort that only makes your unease and guilt grow.—When he finds out what you’ve been doing he only shakes his head and sighs, disappointed in you more than anything. If there was anyone who could understand what you were going through it would be him. If the two of you have been together long enough he would offer to ration his happiness ink vial with you, if you haven’t, he’ll send you off to Sci to get a prescription. If you don’t let him help you then he won’t take you traveling with him anymore because it could be dangerous for his guardian missions.

Nightmare:

You don’t tell Nightmare that you need medication to make you happy, you know he’d blame it on himself and you don’t want that. He already thinks it’s his fault you’re sad so often. You buy it off of one of the servants running around his palace and take it in secret, already feeling guilty for it.

Nightmare apologizes the first time you jump when he sets something down too loudly and reassures you that he’s not mad, just wasn’t paying attention.—Hurt flashes in his sockets the first time you flinch away from him when he raises his voice and he slaps a hand over his mouth. He shrinks in on himself and glares at you. He’s mad at you for being afraid of him, and he’s even more mad at himself for being someone you could be afraid of. He leaves the room to cool off before he shouts again.—The pills can only help so much around someone like Nightmare, and he notices. He takes you out to see some fireworks, hoping they’d help cheer you up a little bit. The kind gesture just makes you cry and flinch away from the beautiful show. Nightmare’s already got so much negativity to deal with, but he’s trying so hard to help you be happy. Too bad it wasn’t working, too bad you were lying to him every moment you were together.—Nightmare catches you with one of the servants, buying your happy pills, and it breaks him a little. He knows just how sad you are now, and just how much being around him doesn’t help. He wants you to go somewhere you can get help, somewhere more positive, somewhere far away from him. He breaks up with you and sends you in Dream’s direction, hoping you can find the resources you need to feel better there.

Error:

There aren’t many opportunities to make deals when you’re with Error, but occasionally you come across someone hoping to make one last sale before their world burns down around them. Error isn’t around much, so you aren’t too worried about him finding out your secret, but the knowledge that he could walk in and find out at any moment makes you uneasy.

Error doesn’t set things down gently, if it’s out of his hands it’s usually about to break, but if he notices you flinching, he’ll try to be gentler about it. He’s an ass, but he doesn’t like scaring you for no reason.—He hardly ever raises his voice unless he’s in a fight, so if you flinch or hide away, then it’s to be expected and he thinks nothing of it.—The only fireworks you get are the ones that accidentally get set off during an attempt to eradicate an au. They sizzle and pop loudly in the air as flames burn below them. It’s awful and you sob, knowing you’ll need a heavy dose of your medication just to get over it later. Error notices you crying and ports you home while he finishes his business, coming home later to figure out what went wrong.—He’s not pleased when he figures out what you’ve been doing. Don’t you know how stupid it is to take medication that isn’t yours. He’s worried about what you might’ve been putting into your body, how you could’ve been unknowingly hurting yourself, the one thing in the world he doesn’t want destroyed. He’ll kidnap whatever doctor or therapist you need and force them to do what they can to help you.