#domestic natemare

[natekashiri-exe]

Yall said ask random shit soooo-

How are yall today?

Do yall have a favourite animal? Is it the same across yall's system or does everyone have a different one?

Favourite colours?

Seasons?

Favorite art form? Like written, spoken, music, drawing, painting, weaving etc?

Any witchcrafty tip?

Imma stop asking stuff before i ask too much- am sorry

Also- am sorry i keep almost spam liking yalls stuff, yall reblog a lot or relatable stuff ill try to tone it down-

I did ask for random shit, so we shall oblige!

Headmates answering: Nate(🌊), Natemare(🎤), Chara(❤️)

🌊: I'm pretty meh, work was shit as per usual, but we're getting more staff soon so positives?? I love merman and dolphins, but also ravens. I love autumn bc aesthetic and spooky season lmao. I do love drawing, but there's something about singing (and certain people singing iykyk) that just makes me feel some kinda way

🎤: I'm pretty good, watching Nate freak out over the new album has been.. interesting. Considering I'm partially based on the guy that made said album. It's kinda endearing in a way, it's lowkey adorable (do not tell them I said that, haha). As for animals, there's just something about black cats, whether panthers or domesticated indoor cats. Black coated animals in general, I agree with Nate on crows. And as with my source, I tend to prefer music/singing, I feel like certain concepts and ideals can only really be expressed through music.

❤️: *Hello. I've been dormant for quite some time, so you'll have to forgive if I've missed out on some things. As for seasons, winter reminds me of Snowdin, so I think I'll pick that one.

*Animals? Hmm.. I'm not entirely sure, you don't see much of conventional animals in the Underground.

*As for art form, I believe a picture can say a thousand words. Particularly a painted picture. Totally not painted in blood.

As for witchy tips, if you're just getting into your craft, try perusing different branches of magic and see what feels right! It took quite a while for me to land on crystal magic, and even longer for Lord Lucifer and Lady Selene to take notice of me

Also don't apologise for spam liking/reblogging, I'm just happy the bullshit that we post makes someone smile omao

Thanks for asking!

[justwritingscibbles]

i hope you feel better soon! i don’t have anything detailed to help you get back into ego writing, but domestic natemare has been eating away at my brain decently

Awww I love the thought of cute little domestic natemare. I could give some ones;

He's a late morning sleeper, regardless of when you two went to bed last night. He loves sleeping in, and some days its really hard to leave the bed because he holds you so tight with cuddles.

He likes cooking with you and learning new recipes to try. He's not entirely the best but tries his best to practice on the recipes you enjoy so he can surprise you somedays with your faves.

Little cheek kisses when he passes by, hand slapping your ass, sometimes so hard that you actually yelp. But end up laughing because he immediately turns apologetic. Not meaning to be so hard, he was just excited to touch that ass.

He's like a cat. He'll nap anywhere and always do a little stretch whenever he stirs awake. Groggy mumbles of loving words when you have to wake him up.

[some-dark-side-writing]

More stuff-your laptop making a weird sound so you ask Anti to help you./ you singing in your room and Natemare peaks in, asking if he can just come in and listen for a little bit./ Dark taking you out shopping after one of the others accidentally ripped your dress./ Phantom giving you advice for whatever your talent was, and sometimes helping you with it./ Chase asking you to come to the grocery store (a lot of food for a lot of people needs to be bought-) and you two just taking your time. -🥀

Aw yay I love it!! Cute shit right here. Anti is smug that you think he's the best to help you out, he's even a lil tempted to make things of yours glitch on purpose sometimes. Mare is quiet when he asks this but he doesn't want to startle you by listening through the doorway. His favourite thing to do is lay his head in your lap and have you play with his hair as you sing. Dark being the responsible one. He makes sure to get you the exact same dress or down thing if even greater value. And you can bet he'll be having a stern talking to to whoever ripped your item of clothing. Phantom is his usual business self when helping with your talent but he can't help but he that little bit sweeter towards you, he's still honest knowing its best for you but is always congratulating any slight step in your talent and encouraging you. Chase knows probably none of the other egos would come with him. So he asks you last. He just enjoys having some alone time with you outside of the house, playing in the trolleys and speeding down the aisles, even if you get some raised eyebrows from store workers. He always makes sure to secretly out something in there you'd like so you can see it when packing. This domestic routine also really helps him. And he can just be quiet and himself, not having to use all his energy or prove himself over the others, he can just have a normal conversation with you.

[snarkyowl]

Domestic Life

Aight well it ain’t the best but it ain’t the worst either. Look into a night and morning with Natemare, Madpat, and Bim Trimmer.

Bim knew from the beginning that Mad was always going to say what he had on his mind, that was just how Mad was. Mad spoke when Mad wanted to, regardless of relevance. The scientist was very scattered, never predictable. He spoke a lot, even if it most of it didn’t mean that much in the end.

Natemare had told Bim the first night he’d come over to sleep in the same bed as Mad that Mad talked in his sleep a lot. Bim was a light sleeper, so at the time he’d put in earplugs. Now, after everything they had been through, he decided it was best he didn’t cut himself off from them like that.

Because sometimes they needed him, and having to shake him to get him to hear anything was inconvenient. That, and Natemare was a heavy sleeper so Bim felt he and Mad needed to make up for that by sleeping somewhat lighter.

Mad has wormed his way into the middle of their usual sleeping position, and the movement has inevitably woken up Bim. He rolls his eyes affectionately as long limbs sprawl out over him, legs tangle with his and arms cling to him like a scared child. He knows well by now that Mad’s clinging has nothing to do with any fear, but rather his boyfriend is always cold.

He found out a while back that Mad’s constant tendency to be cold is why he wears a long coat like he does on top of a long sleeved shirt and pants. Bim was fascinated by Mad’s ability to only feel comfortable at uncomfortably warm temperatures. Made him wonder just why Mad was like that, as it certainly had nothing to do with Matpat.

As Mad begins to mumble into the pillow under his head, Bim smiles in amusement. Usually his mumblings don’t connect and make sense, but this time Bim’s caught a few words.

“Oughta… Make ‘em more sweet ‘cause Bim likes sweet shit.”

Bim holds back a giggle at that, shaking his head lightly. Of course Mad would be dreaming about something like that, the dork.

Shifting himself carefully, Bim snuggles Mad close and checks on ‘Mare all in one shift forward. ‘Mare lets out a soft grunt of discontent as Mad’s cold feet smack into  his own, but he remains as soundly asleep as he was before. Bim’s relieved by his ability to sleep through anything, sometimes.

Mad keeps mumbling, and Bim tries his best to tune in on it. Mostly nonsense, but occasionally Bim catches both his own name and ‘Mare’s. He grins, kissing Mad’s head gently. Mad hums in response, sleepy and mostly unaware, and Bim has to try not to giggle again.

His boyfriend is just too adorable.

Finally, the show host has the mostly-quiet peace in the room that he needs, and he drifts into sleep.

Bim wakes up to a cold hand smacking his face and a loud, startled, cry. He jerks awake immediately, sitting upright in bed and looking around in a panic. Beside him, Mad squirms around like a dying worm and makes an awful noise. Natemare is standing by the bed looking guilty, and awkwardly brings his eyes to meet Bim’s.

“Uh… Morning, babe. I was- I just uh-” “You spilled WATER in my NOSE!” Mad screeches, and both of his boyfriends wince at his volume.

“Mads, honey, inside voice please.” Bim murmurs, drowsily patting Mad’s thigh as he does.

Mad makes another odd sound, sitting up and leaning on Bim. Bim knows what’s coming, but he still has to violently fight back the grin as he glances over to see Mad pouting at him.

“But Biiiiiim. Water is in my nose and on my pilloooow. I’m doing laundry this week that means I have to wash all of the bedsheets and shit.” He whines, and Bim rolls his eyes. “It’s not that bad you big baby, I’ll help you.” Bim’s tone is teasing but Mad giggles and hugs him tightly.

“Thanks Bimmy-boo.” “Mmhm. Can I go back to sleep now?” Bim yawns, and ‘Mare gives a sympathetic shake of his head.

“Sorry babe, but you’ve gotta get up to get over to a meeting in an hour.” He informs, and Bim groans.

He’d forgotten about that stupid meeting. He wished Dark and the others wouldn’t hold so many of them, it was unnecessary.

“Fine. You’re making me breakfast though.” He warns, and Natemare rolls his eyes.

“Yessir.” He jokes before turning and heading off for the kitchen.

On the bed, Mad is already curling up again away from the water spot. Bim wants to tell him to get up and come eat breakfast with them, but he knows Mad needs all the sleep he can get before he goes and spends a week without any in the lab. They can have lunch or dinner together.

As Bim moves out of the room, he leans back to blow Mad a kiss and say a quiet goodbye. He gets a sleepy hum in return, and rolls his eyes. Of course, his boyfriend is already out like a light.

Huffing, he heads into the kitchen and finds his other boyfriend has made a wonderful breakfast of crapes and fruit. Grinning, he gives ‘Mare a gentle hug and peck on the cheek as he moves to eat his food.

“Thank you very much, darling.” He grins, and ‘Mare laughs a little at the overdone tone.

“Why, you’re ever so welcome Honey.” Is the reply, and Bim keeps from laughing full on so he won’t wake their still sleeping lover.

“I should be home for lunch?” “I’ll be at Nate’s place ‘til one. We’re recording a video, he wanted me to be there.”

“Ah, then I’ll get lunch ready. Hopefully Mads won’t be in the lab until late afternoon or tomorrow.” “We can hope.”

They sigh together, and Bim finishes his food. Twenty minutes left, all he needs to get there and get ready for the meeting. Perfect.

He gives ‘Mare a kiss goodbye and heads out for the day.

[justwritingscibbles]

hey!! it’s the anon that sent the domestic natemare idea. i hope you’re doing better! i know it’s been a couple of days already, so hopefully you’ve kicked the sickness’ ass!!

Aww thats so sweet of you checking in.

I'm alot better than before, and I defs kicked its ass after it kicked mine. The domestic natemare made me feel alot better tho.