#dust the wets

[codeyourbrain]

Love your life. Make others wonder.

[elizakai]

floppy boyfriend floppy boyfriend

[diathadevil]

Day 7 - Scatter

His biggest fear.

(Bonus doodle underneath because I felt bad for Fakir so I ended up making this into a dream sequence comic :'] )

[everkinshi]

The Archivist

[normalenjoyer-png]

[my-other-1-2]

[sparklejumpropequeen1949]

SHES PURRING

[the-eclectic-wonderer]

That statement giver is showing remarkably more sanity and self-control than I would have in his position. Personally I was already Gwen-levels of shaken up when I read "Bonzo" in the episode description

[triglycercule]

why is horror almost ALWAYS sweating bro this man must be a straight up water faucet with how much sweat he has in every horrortale panel. however it is for this reason that i think he has hyperhidrosis. hello my name is triglycercule and in this essay i will explain

[flightrisssk05]

[what-have-i-unleashed]

dating start!

the promised "mermaid-coded dust going on a date" fic. everything is fine i swear :)

unbeta-ed as always. writing as i think and feel so uh might be bad.

(cw: unhealthy relationships, obsession, dissociation, if more please tell me)

cross is starting to think this is a punishment nightmare has given to him.

just the day before, the immortal told him that he has other important business to attend to, so his usual "date" with dust would be delegated to cross now. then he left without even confirming if cross heard him.

and now cross is standing at a theme park in a positive universe, sweating nervously as he occasionally looks to his side where dust is. dust is quiet as usual - the eye bags under his socket seems to get more and more prominent. he stares ahead, his gaze glassy as if he doesn't even know where he is currently. at least his clothes are... presentable - a white turtleneck, a pair of shorts, some clean blood-free sneakers for once, and a black hooded jacket covering his face. cross shuffles his feet nervously when his eyes land on the newly bandaged side of dust's skull, covering his right eye. dust's hands are similarly wrapped in dressings, probably from the punishment nightmare gave him a few days ago. cross hesitates over holding dust's hand to guide him around, mostly because he fears how the unnervingly docile skeleton will react.

"uh," he stutters, trying to catch dust's attention, "you- uh, you want some nice cream? i think they have some right there."

cross jerks his thumb to the ice cream stand a few feet from them. dust doesn't give a clue as to whether he's heard him or not, but cross hurries to the stand anyway, unable to stay at one spot any longer.

"two nice creams, please," he says to the rabbit monster, who happily greets him. as he waits for the goods, cross sneaks glances back at dust, who's still standing there unmoving. it would be a bit concerning if cross hadn't been familiar with dust's behaviors for a while.

"for you and your date."

cross jumps, meekly saying thank you to the vendor without trying to correct the assumption. he runs back to dust and gives him a nice cream, which dust thankfully accepts. they walk in silence as both eat the treats. walking close to each other but not too close.

cross feels himself relax somewhat. the atmosphere is getting to him, the joy and festivity of the place is infectious. there were multiple attractions and sites to behold, and the occasional mascot interaction is fun to witness from afar.

he pulls dust to ride the ferris wheel with him, giving him the chance to see the beautiful scenery from above. he gently nudges at dust to look, and the skeleton reluctantly follows his gaze but says nothing.

the jungle-themed roller-coaster is next. it makes cross scream with terror with its sudden twists and turns, and he is massively embarrassed by his reaction. thankfully, dust is silent about it, only giving him a side-eye once the ride is over.

they try more activities together. the shooting game has dust scoring a bunch of prizes that cross has to carry around - at least dust doesn't take the opportunity to shoot other people. a carousel that has cross refuse to go on because of the cursed cow-themed seats. a love tunnel ride that has cross uncomfortably sitting next to dust with multiple instruction signs for couple to hold onto each other. another thrill ride and cross is done honestly.

he plops into an outdoor seat of a cafe, groaning as he feels as if he's been through multiple drills. dust sits in the seat next to him, absent-mindedly looking at his phone.

"do you want to get something to eat?" cross asks, and this time dust nods imperceptibly.

smiling, cross goes to look at the menu and orders them some sandwiches and a coffee and a hot chocolate for him. they enjoy the sights and the food in companionable silence. cross watches dust take small bites and chew slowly, as if he's not used to eating. might as well, with how close nightmare keeps dust under his watch. cross clears his throat, unable to keep his curiosity in any longer.

"so, do you and nightmare do this often?"

dust pauses and looks at cross with his dull white eyelight. no, he signs.

"oh, uh," cross taps on the glass of his drink, suddenly discomfited. "so, when he mentions 'dates'-"

full meals. at the castle. don't eat much.

cross manages to stop his own flinch. "no outside 'dates'?"

no. too risky.

"... for you?"

for other people. nightmare doesn't like positive feelings surrounding him. dust fidgets with his food.

"but he still does it for you?"

it's a reward. for good work.

"... what are the 'dates' about actually?" cross eventually asks, fully aware that he's stepping on a landmine.

dust doesn't answer, his one eye fixing upon something behind cross. confused, cross looks behind him, his eyes widening.

"oh stars..."

it is a killer. and not just any killer, the killer that nightmare is targeting. he's with that colorful-looking sans too - color or whatever name he has.

cross can feel dust's magic rising exponentially next to him. wincing, he quickly dodges out of the way, just as dust gathers his magic and shoots a barrage of bone attacks at the duo. people around them scream and trample on each other in a panic. cross can hear killer let out an expletive before dust tackles him onto the ground. before color can intervene in killer and dust's fight, cross jumps in, his blades in a defensive stance.

"good job, cross," nightmare manifests behind him, along with horror, his voice like syrup. "i know i could count on you." he looks at color, his tentacles poised with their tips pointing at color. "seems like you have something of mine."

they fight for a while before color manages to drag killer away. cross moves to stand next to horror, as the other guy shares an inquisitive look at him. cross shrugs at him, and they both look at where dust and nightmare are. dust goes from manic to quiet in an instant, his bandages torn with his unhealed wounds open and his cracked soul in nightmare's grasp. he doesn't look like he's in any kind of pain. the opposite actually - dust is smiling so wide, despite the red tears flowing down on his cheeks. nightmare also has a smile on his face, though it's much more malicious.

"i have something for you," the guardian of negativity croons, as he pats dust on his cheeks. "you've been really good recently. and good soldiers deserve a reward."

a portal opens on the ground, and a figure emerges from it covered in the black substance that nightmare possesses. as the goop flows away, cross tightens his grip on his blades, a storm of disgust and sorrow brewing in him when he sees dust's expression.

nightmare stands next to the newly acquired killer, his gaze sweeping over his gathered minions and his grin splitting in a half-moon shape. "meet your new teammate, killer."

[dustofthedailylife]

Wait wait wait...

WAIT-

Hoyo is giving us a new limited 5* in HSR FOR FREE? FREE?! Just for winning a couple of awards?

I- WAHT????

[bluedovee]

Some horrordust, look at the lovelies leaning on each other :)

[dustykneed]

Doctor...

either very traumatic or very homosexual! take your pick (or is it something else?? they're all yours, lmk in the tags ;))

[namakes]

Finally got the Deep Cut amiibo, and decided to touch them up a little! Not Big Man though; he’s perfect as is. Added some blush to Shiver’s cheek and nose (also shoulder and elbows, but you can’t really see them here) as well as recoloring her eye mask (the red goes over a little too far, but I had to cover the old color). Frye I mostly made her head thing more orange and changed her lip color (they’re not red in game…), also made her nose a little more orange like her ears (but it’s hard to see here).

[wazzi2ya]

Girls Night at the hotel! Only girls allowed, no boys can come in! Except Angel because he's got all the best skincare routines and wardrobe tips. And Husk of course, we need someone to whip up the most insane cocktails you've ever seen, and the gossip he knows is essential. And oh, Pentious has the loveliest nails and he has to share his secrets. Alastor? He's the host of the party, duh, who do you think set the whole thing up in the first place?

But other than that, No Boys Allowed!