#nightmare sans fluff

[mikimakiboo]

Holding hands

When Nightmare was a kid in Dreamtale he used to always hold hands with Dream, whether it was for reassurance when scared, not to get lost when they went for a walk or simply because they felt like it, they would always be holding hands. It was comforting to them and especially to Nightmare since it was a break from the bullying, when he hold hands with his brother then he knew no one would come bother him.

After the corruption he couldn't hold hands anymore with his brother, obviously, or with anyone. At first he thought that he would be fine, but the lack of reassuring contact was actually very affecting him, he needed to hold hands with someone, to feel safe again, but he just couldn't, and holding his own hand only felt ridiculous...

But one day, after a fight with his brother where he was left greatly weakened, he went with his gang in an AU to collect negativity. All the time they were in this AU Nightmare felt unsafe, Dream or the Stars could arrive at anytime and he wasn't strong enough yet to fight back or protect his gang. He was anxious, panicking internally but trying to stay calm as to not worry his boys, but it was too much, and without really thinking, he reached for a hand to hold onto.

Everyone froze to look at him, but he didn't look at them, freezing too. Why did he do that ? Were they going to laugh at him now for showing such weakness ? Were they going to be disgusted by his pathetic need for reassurance ? Were they going to leave him ?

But as he was starting to panic he felt a gentle pressure on his hand and the gang moved again, without saying anything. Nightmare followed, looking at the hand now firmly but gently holding his, and for the first time in centuries, he felt safe.

[swiftmitsu]

The Eepy Boys ✨

[peophonia]

Helpful advice! Thank you killer

Uhmmmmm

[yellowrabbitfurry]

Yayayaay I’m finally done!! Thank you guys for being so supportive, and giving me the motivation to actually finish something!!

So without further ado, my first fanfic on tumblr!

Nest —————————————————————————

Nightmare tossed around in his bed, groaning and growling. He hadn’t been feeling himself that day, so he had stayed in bed. 

But he was restless. 

Nothing was comfortable, and he could barely even think. 

He didn’t know what was wrong with him; this had never happened before. 

Not this intensely.. not this bothersome. 

Though, he had a pretty good idea of what it was.

He had pushed down his instincts for so long, and now it was coming back to bite him. 

The only person he could think of that would be able to help was Dream- the only other person he knew who had such instincts as his own.

His brother.. for just a second, Nightmare considered going to him for help. 

But no. 

He wouldn’t stoop so low as to go to him. 

He was a strong, powerful king of negativity- he was practically a god! 

He’d just deal with this on his own.

He laid restless for quite a while, before giving up completely on “toughing it out”. 

He couldn’t stay like that any longer. 

There was only one person who knew what was wrong, and that was himself, right? 

He just had to let his instincts take over.

He laid there for another moment, trying to let himself give up control. It was hard; he liked control. 

But he’d rather be a backseat driver than deal with the unbearable discomfort in his bones.

He just needed to give into to his urges- he’d suppressed them for so long, he’d forgotten what they even were. 

No sooner than he let his natural instincts back back into his mind, he felt the need to get up and make a nest. 

He’d had the urge before, and he had plenty of bedding to use as materials too. 

But he’d never actually done it. 

It always seemed childish to him, especially when he already had such a big and lavish bed. 

But he wasn’t going to question himself, not now. 

He was just going to do. 

So, he got right up and began the destruction of his bed. 

He ripped off every single blanket and pillow, throwing them to the floor in one big pile- afterwards starting off to his closet on a mission to gather more. 

He had an abundance of blankets and pillows in there as well, considering how frequently he needed to change his bedding in the summer. 

He dragged them all out and almost started construction on top of the bed, before deciding that it was just too tall, and his room was far too open. 

So back to the closet he went. It wasn’t a huge walk-in closet by any means, but it was still rather sizable. 

The perfect size for a makeshift den.. that perfect place to build his nest. 

He constructed the pillows in a large nest shape, before covering them with blankets and bulking it out. He packed them in, rolled them up, tucked them around the pillows. 

And then he threw one or two over the nest for good measure- to cover up with. 

After he was done, he practically collapsed into the nest of bedding, curling up and getting comfortable. 

In the dark of his closet, and the coziness of the nest, he was definitely much more comfortable. He thought maybe he could finally sleep…

But no. 

Something was still wrong, and the king was still without rest. 

The nest felt empty.. far too empty to sleep in. 

He needed something to fill it with. 

And so, going with the theme of the day, he didn’t stop to think about it. 

He just got up from the nest and left his room, going off to wander the halls of the mansion in search of what he needed. 

He stalked the halls for a short while, before halting his tracks as he heard the faint sound of voices. 

It came from the kitchen- but he was sure the boys were out right now. Who was here? 

Well, there was only one way to find out. 

He made his way to the kitchen, silent as a shadow as he peered into the room. It was Cross and Error, who were supposed to be on a grocery run. 

Maybe they’d gotten back early? Maybe he’d just been in his room for that long? It didn’t matter all too much, Nightmare decided. 

As he gazed in their direction, watching them chat and snack on their chocolate, something clicked in the king’s mind. 

This was what he needed, cuddle buddies. 

That’s why his nest felt so empty. 

And they were only talking, too- he was sure they wouldn’t mind a change in location. 

He crept closer, the two smaller skeletons oblivious to his approach as he made his way. 

He remained completely unnoticed, until he was right behind Cross, one hand rested on his shoulder. 

The poor knight jumped in surprise, causing Error to jump as well. 

There was a quiet, tense moment where the two just looked up at Nightmare. 

They looked anxious, and Nightmare knew they both thought they were in trouble. 

He didn’t like that, despite his usual love of others negative emotions. He didn’t want them to be nervous- he didn’t know why. 

After a while of standing there, Cross spoke up in a small voice. 

He was so quiet, Nightmare would’ve thought he went back to when the knight first got here. 

He was so shy back then..

“B- boss..? Is everything alright..? I- I thought you were sleeping-..” he stuttered, but was quickly silenced as the king grabbed him up by his armpits, and pulled him close to his body. 

He had one hand on Cross’ ass, and one on his back as he held him like one would a small child. 

The poor knight just stuttered and blushed, unable to process what was happening. 

Error also looked surprised, but before he could question Nightmare’s actions he was grabbed up by a tentacle and pulled close as well. 

He was place over the goopy king’s shoulder, held gently in place by a tentacle. 

And with nothing of importance left in the kitchen, Nightmare started back to his room. 

The two tried to talk to him a few times, but they got no response outside of a hum, or “everything’s fine”. 

On the way they also bumped into Killer, who Nightmare could recall was left home from the mission (to his disappointment) in case Nightmare needed something. 

He stared at the scene before him in confusion, before grinning at the three. 

“Well damn, boss, if you were that needy you coulda come to me~!” he teased, laughing at his own crude sense of humor. 

Nightmare just stared blankly at him for a few moments, before suddenly shooting a tentacle forward and snatching him up as well. 

Killer yelped in surprise, completely caught off guard by Nightmare. 

He got a bit huffy about it, but his questions were also left unanswered, with Cross attempting to soothe his concerns with a soft “just calm down.. boss wouldn’t hurt us..” as Killer was begrudgingly dragged behind them. 

Once they arrived at Nightmare’s room, they were quite surprised to see his bed as bare as it was. 

No pillows, no blankets- just the sheets. 

Of course, the king didn’t give them a chance to question it, and just took them straight to his little “den”. 

He placed them all into the nest, so gentle with them you’d assume they were made of glass. 

He liked the look of them three in there, a mixture of fondness and amusement at the sight of their confused little faces. 

Of course, he was rather annoyed that his little collection wasn’t complete.. but he’d just have to wait til Horror and Dust got back. 

He closed the door halfway to make it darker, before climbing into the nest as well. He curled his body around the three, pulling them to lay against him. 

Cross tried to get up once more, and attempted to question seemingly feral king.

“N- Nightmare..? What.. what are you doing..?” he stuttered, looking quite anxious, “what’s going on..?” He was nervous, and Nightmare couldn’t blame him. He didn’t want to scare any of them.. but his brain was so hazy, he couldn’t find a way to comfort them properly. 

So he just pulled Cross back against his chest, and pressed a kiss to his forehead. 

In his mind he might’ve whispered that it was okay, but he wasn’t exactly there enough to tell if he was talking or purring. 

It didn’t matter, though, because soon enough the closet-den was filled with an aura of calm, and the three started to relax. 

It was better not to question the odd things Nightmare did, anyway; they’d already learned that. 

It wasn’t like this was anything harmful either.. why not get comfortable? It was so, so comfortable..

In the end, thanks to Nightmare’s comforting aura and embrace, they all fell into a comfortable sleep.

An hour or so later, however, the king awoke. 

Alerted by the feeling of familiar magic entering the mansion, he knew that the last two boys must finally be home.

He crept out of the nest, careful not to wake the others as he slunk around the castle in search of Dust and Horror. 

It didn’t take long, given how easy it was to sense their magic after a mission.

Heightened soul rate, adrenaline, excitement.. they must’ve had a good time.

He slunk into living room, finding them laughing with each other. These two had always been pretty close.. 

Nightmare found it quite sweet to watch.

They were talking about the mission, making fun of the Star Sanses- from what Nightmare could gather, the enemy had arrived far too late to stop the mission.

It didn’t matter too much to him at the moment.

“So do you wanna give the report?” He could hear Dust ask, “or should I do it?”

The reply was a soft, “I dunno.. we could probably.. just do it together.”

“But shouldn’t you start dinner?”

Horror just shrugged, chuckling to himself, “it can.. probably wait. If they were so hungry.. everyone would be bothering me by now..!”

Dust just laughed with him, “yeah, you’re probably right.”

Nightmare almost felt bad for cutting their conversation short. Really, they always seemed to enjoy talking to each other. 

But he felt like he would explode if he didn’t bring them to his nest.. they’d just have to resume their conversation another time.

He finally made himself known, purposely approaching loud enough for them to hear.

They jumped slightly, having not been aware of him before then. 

But they were quite used to Nightmare doing such things by now.

“Oh, boss,” Dust smiled at him, “we were just about to come find you.”

Nightmare didn’t really understand why Dust was smiling. Maybe he was happy they didn’t have to actually look for the king, maybe he was happy Nightmare finally got out of bed? 

But he didn’t care, it didn’t matter. 

Dust was smiling at him, and he wished to keep it that way.

They both started on their little report, Nightmare drinking in their cheerful voices and soft laughter. 

It was the only positivity he would tolerate, from his boys..

However happy they were giving the report, though, he had to cut it short.

He would much rather this not take too long.

He walked closer as they spoke on about their mission, purring at their delicious laughter.

They didn’t seem to notice until he got a bit closer than he usually would’ve, confused by his behavior. 

“Uhh.. boss?” Dust questioned, before being cut off by Nightmare scooping him up into his arms.

He gave a startled squeak, but didn’t squirm or complain like Cross or Killer. He just.. didn’t care.

The king grabbed Horror too, holding him gently in his tentacles as he carried them both back to his nest.

Dust tried to question him at least once more, but Nightmare already had such a calming aura in the moment that they didn’t feel the need to question.

Once back at the “den”, Nightmare happily placed the last two nest, purring at how wonderful they all looked together.

The two snickered slightly at the sight of what they were seeing, and Dust immediately got comfortable in the nest, prompting Horror to follow.

“So this is why nobody bothered us when we got back, huh?”

Nightmare thought he might’ve answered, but really his only reply was a soft growl as he clambered into the nest after them.

He curled up in the middle of them all, wanting them all against his body. He held them close with his tentacles, making a small exception for Cross, whom he cradled in his arms.

The first three might’ve stirred a bit, but they were quickly lulled back to sleep by Nightmare’s loud purring. 

Dust and Horror were quick to join them.

Nightmare loved this; he couldn’t help but love this. 

He’d never had them all so close before, and it was like heaven. It was soft, it was comfortable.. it was home.

He didn’t think he was letting anyone sleep in their own beds for a little while.

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Thank you for reading!! Though I am only writing for fun, I am willing to take a bit of criticism as long as you’re nice about it! So please, if I’ve made any grammatical errors, or a sentence doesn’t make sense, feel free to tell me! Any hate will be ignored, and the commenter will be blocked.

[milkamel]

I haven't drawn Nightmare in a while as well as krossmare so here's a small art <3 I also gave Nm a small redesign, now he has a nose and the ability to breathe!!

Killer belongs to rahafwabas Cross belongs to jakei Nightmare belongs to jokublog

[pigeonstab]

Gonna stop here for the night, I'll finish it whenever

I think I might like the sketches better but eh

[zu-is-here]

Numb | Song inspiration

Fluffynightkiller Week by @help-im-a-gay-fish

Ccino by black-nyanko

Nightmare & Dream by jokublog

Killer by rahafwabas / rahaf-wabas / rahofy-sketch

[ancha-aus]

DoubleNoot AU Drabble - A New Day

Welcome back to another installment! this time we see the new family getting used to their new family member and taking small steps to get comfortable int heir new normal.

Last Time on DoubleNoot Adventures! Nightmare took a moment to think about what is going on and how he feels about it. Only for him and Killer to have a conversation as the others slept before slowly waking up.

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Corrupt is happy to see Nightmare comfortable in his tendril. Safe and sound and by the looks of it he seems well-rested.

Which makes Corrupt happy as it means he truly did feel safe enough to let himself rest.

Killer grins at him "Morning Moonlight."

Corrupt notices two of his mates already awake and chuckles "Morning you two." he makes sure to nuzzle both before looking at them and Nightmare at the same time. "How did you all sleep?"

Nightmare mutters a soft reply that he slept okay while Killer and Dust tell him they slept great as always.

Corrupt smiles as Horror gives asleepy mutter. Dust is quicker though as he leans over and kisses him as he sends a spark of magic to Horror.

Horror is immediantly more awake and mutters a soft thank you as Dust just shrugs.

Nightmare looks at Corrupt shocked as Corrupt looks at Horror "Horror? Are you okay wiht me explaining things to Nightmare?"

Horror blinks and looks over before nodding "Of course." a bit softer "Sorry for worrying you there. I am alright." with that said he nuzzles Dust again before giving both Killer and Corrupt their own nuzzles. "I was thinking eggs."

Killer looks excited "Oh i can help wtiht eh chickens!" and he gets out of bed together with Horror and the two walk off.

Ngihtmare looks at him anxiously "What is... is he okay? was he sick?" he rubs his hands together. Corrupt makes sure to make his tentacle into his hold and Nightmare starts kneading that instead.

Corrupt makes sure to keep his voice a bit down. Bot for Nightmare but also for Cross. Seeing as he is still asleep Corrupt thinks he overdid it the day before.

Corrupt starts to explain softly "Horror has a few physical conditions that we need to keep an eye on. We have this under control so you do not have to worry about it. The foremost one is his injury on his skull. It can cause him migraines and will always be sensitive." Not to forget that Horror is more sensitive to light. He can however see through camouflage which is helpful.

"Further his soul has gone through an starvation. If we are unable to take energy from food a monsters body will start going into survival modes. Which is when they won't make any magic or mana and store any magic left. This stored magic will be reused over and over again to make the monster able to move."

Ngihtmare frowns as he keeps looking at him. Waiting.

Corrupt sighs sadly "It is why his skull never healed. His body did not have the energy or magic available to heal. And the longer the starvation lasts the more consequences there are once a monster exists these survival modes."

Corrupt smiles "After we made him able to eat more and rest his body slowly started to recover and go out of survival mode. Sadly we noticed quickly he was unable to use magic aside from very minimal things. Furthermore we found out his body can no longer efficiently gain magic and mana from food and energy. Leaving him with the ened to eat very regularly to make sure his body has what it needs."

Mostly it is to make sure that his body doesn't get stressed and starts reusing the same magic again which can cause even more complications now that his body isn't saving energy and magic.

Nightmare frowns as he glances at the door "And a long ngiht is rough?"

Dust shrugs as he mutters "Not always. But some mornings his magic is a bit slower with waking up and becoming active. It is quicker and healthier for him to give him a little boost over letting his magic stress itself out."

Nightmare frowns as he gives a slow nod "and the.... kiss was giving this magic?"

Corrupt nods "It was. It doesn't need to be a kiss however. that is just Dust's personal preference."

Dust shoots him an unamused look but doesn't go against it. Probably because he doesn't want to explain he and Hroror found out on a mission that Horror can also get these moments and at the time they hadn't known a simple spark could be used.

Instead Dust had to quickly eat rations to partly transform it intt magic before transferring it to Horror.

This was well before they all started dating. Neither of them had been too excited about having to explain this situation in their reports.

Nightmare gives a slow nod "Oh.... okay... and he is okay?"

Dust nods "Horror is fine. He is though." he glances to the side.

Corrupt follows it and chuckles as he sees Cross look up confused as he yawns. Corrupt chuckles and mutters a soft "good morning" before giving his skulla kiss.

Cross stares confused before shooting upright "It is already morning?! I need to go train!"

Dust yawns lazily "You will miss breakfast if you do that now."

Cross looks annoyed at Dust "Why didn't you wake me?!"

Dust looks bored at him "Because you were once again hiding the fact you were exhausted. It was time for a long nap for you. after breakfast we can work out together."

Cross grumbles but doesn't go against it.

Nightmare is watching the interaction curiously as Corrupt just holds him clsoe in a little bundle of tentacles.

Corrupt hums "Dust is right. We will miss breakfast which will saddens Horror. After breakfast we can look through what you and Killer collected for Ngihtmare?" he offers it.

Cross immediantly looks more excited about that idea nad easily agrees as he gets up. Dust sighs but follows thier mate.

Leaving Nightmare nad Corrupt alone. Corrupt looks at the young skeleton "How are you feeling?"

Nigtmare seems to think for a moment before answering "I am... okay? I feel rested but... stuff aches?" he traces some of his bones through the soft sleeping shirt "Even when i know the wounds are gone it still hurts..."

Corrupt frowns and studies the bones Nightmare offers up for inspection. Corrupt gentle touches and presses against the bones but there are no flinches or any signs of pain.

There isn't... until Nightmare moves his own arm and his face pitches.

Corrupt frowns "We will need to look into that... first some food. Maybe your body jsut eneds more energy... Then we can ask Cross nad Dust."

Ngihtmare lets Corrupt pick him up and carry him out "Why them?"

Corrutp speaks as he brings them downstairs to the breakfast nook "Cross is out main healer. He has healing magic you see. Dust however knows the much about it even if his magic can't heal. Before Cross joined us he was the one who took care of us if we got hurt."

Ngihtmare blinks "oh... oh! is that why Dust knew what to do to help Horror at that mission?"

Corrupt nods and smiles "indeed. It is why i paired them up on missions. Both are very strong and compliment each others prefered fighting style in case of emergencies. But in the end Horror's skull could cause complications and Dust would be the best to send with him just in case." and it proved to be the correct choice as Dust managed to save Horror's life because of this knowledge.

They get to the breakfast nook and see the table already set and the others all seated.

Corrupt takes his seat and after a moment decides to just keep Nightmare in his left and arms. It is more stable for him and Corrupt just wants to be sure he is stable with his bdoy being sore.

His mates shoot him amused looks but don't mention anything.

horror serves the food and Corrupt is happy to note that Horror already seemed to have eaten a bit by the sight of the dirty plate. Corrupt shoots hima look but Horror waves him off. Clearly his larger mate feels fine.

Corrupt checks the food and spots eggs and omeletts all laid out for them. They all have glasses of milk set before them and fresh orange juice.

Corrupt thinks for a moment before figuring it out. Eggs for proteins but not too intense of a taste and an easy place to start with. ommelettes for the same reason but with some extra greens and vegetables in them. Milk to help boost their calcium and orange juice for much needed vitamins.

Corrupt smiles and shoots Horror a thankful look but Horror jsut give s gentle smile and a shake of his skull as he fills up his plate again.

Corrupt fills up his and Ngihtmare's shared plate and he starts helping and encouraging Ngihtmare to taste the food. His face lights up at the taste of the eggs and Corrupt smiles as Nightmare focusses on the different tastes and flavours.

Breakfast is spend talking about the plans for the day and if they need to do any trips to get anything. Horror mentions that they will be fine for food for a few weeks longer as their hens and gardens are growing beautifully. Ngihtmare feels intrigued about these but doesn't ask any questions.

Horror is about to clean up but Corrupt stops him "Let me."

Horror looks unsure as he sends him a look "You are busy."

Corrupt smiles "I will manage. You ened to rest. Go to the couch." the others will get the bags with Ngihtmare's stuff unpacked as Corrupt cleans. Horror doesn't deny it or challange it as he makes his way to the living room.

Nightmare frowns as he looks around "I... i don't think i can help... sorry."

Corrupt smiles at him "You don't need to." as he holds Nightmare in his arms as his tendrils clean everything around them. Moving things around and putting them in the dishwasher.

Ngihtmare stares in awe and Corrupt has to at least stay slightly focussed as he moves things around.

He does take the time to transfer Ngihtmare to his tentacles as he takes the time to wipe any surface down with his actual hands. Making sure he got every spot.

With the kitchen and breakfast nook clean he moves himself and nightmare to the living room.

The bags are paid out unto the table and Corrupt smiles. There is a pile of clothes and other necessaries. Further there are a few piles with books. He can spot some puzzles and drawing supplies.

Nightmare is shocked as he stares and can't seem to take everything in fast enough.

Corrupt gets them comfortable adn Killer takes the lead easily as he starts talking about what they found and which things the broguth back.

Almost all the things they brought back fits Ngihtmare just fine. the few exceptions are a bit too big and Corrupt hopes nightmare will grow into it nicely.

They make sure to test if the jacket fits him all right. Msotly because if they want to take him outside they want to be sure he is warm and comfy.

Nightmare stares in awe at the many books and is quick to hug the fiction books near. The cover shows a cat and something about warriors. Corrupt just knows tha tKiller picked it out.

They continue lookign through it all and Nightmare is overwhelmed. WHcih is why corrupt pauses the moment and check in on him "Are you okay? we can take a break if you want... it is a lot of new information."

Corss nad Killer look slightly embarrassed as they mentioned they got excited getting stuff for Nightmare.

Nightmare looks so unsure as he rubs his hands together "You didn't... need to... i didn't mean... i don't want to be... difficult... or a burden... or..." he looks down as he shakes lightly.

Corrupt remembers of course. the villagers always taking the few things Nightmar ehad. destroying his things and then telling dream that nightmare just lost it and look aren't they nice for replacing it?

Corrupt picks him up and holds him close "These are yours. you deserve to having nice things and to be able to enjoy them. we can make a corner and get a cabinet to keep your new things safe and in a spot where you can easily get them."

Ngihtmare rubs his sockets. Feeling embarrassed as he nods. Corrupt makes sure to keep him close as they all encourage him to pick a few things he wants to keep with him to play and relax with. Nightmare ends up jsut picking one of the books. All the othr stuff they makes sure is safely on the coffee table as they promise they will take the time together to look for a cabinet he likes and a spot he likes his stuff.

The clotehs they put in a drawer in Corrupt's room for now. Until a bit more time has passed and Nightmare feels safer. Then they can look into getting him his own room.

For now?

They move towards the training room togehter. Killer, Dust and Cross wish to work out and Corrupt likes to watch them.

And maybe after seeing them move Nightmare will feel a bit saver and a bit mroe protected.

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Next part

[hollowbery]

Nightmare’s sexiest sans ❤️💅

Error sans belongs to @loverofpiggies

[echoflowerwhispers]

I wanted to make something silly but a comic couldn't do it justice so I made a lil animation :3

(I mostly wanted to show Nightmare’s tentacles shoot out but I kinda failed :/ )

[pokegalla]

Bestie- I need this ok?!

Bad sanses with an S/O that absolutely DEVOURS energy drinks, like, 3+ a day- and they are still tired-

(I just described me fr-)

Ok gotchu✨

Sorry about late response! I thought I had finished your request…..

Then I look at drafts 🙃

I hope you enjoy!!!

The Bad Sanses (+ Cross) with an tired S/o who always drinks energy drinks!

Dust:

* How are you alive man? Like not radioactive and shit-? That is a LOT of energy drinks. And you can’t fool this guy. He’s very observant so he’ll immediately notice that you still get tired.

* He honestly might just teach you the bad causes of drinking too many. Nah really he will sit you down with all the research he did to explain everything. (Quite endearing really. He really wants to make sure you’re ok❤️)

* Now he’s not gonna force you to stop. It’s really up to you in the end. But he will still be making sure you are ok. And he suggests healthier options too! See? Now you can enjoy what you love but in a much healthier way!

* He’s not very talkative but the way he shows how much he cares for you is very sweet. Don’t worry your skellie too much! He’s quite the Worrywart!

Horror:

* Boyo is always trying to take a sip from your can. He’s just curious on why you love it so much. So much that he is literally giving you puppy eyes so that you’ll give him a sip (which I know you succumbed to the cuteness-). He found it pretty cool!

* And yet…..you still cannot get away with saying “Oh I’m not tired! Just waiting for it to kick in! 👀💦” yeah sweetie Horror is also very observant. He’ll make you get sleep. And you can ONLY get an energy drink if you get proper sleep in!

* He knows you love the drinks but he’d rather you get proper sleep first! Then you can have any you like! Why drink to get energy when you can just sleep Y’know? That’s what he thinks anyway. But he wants you happy too so you always wake up with an energy drink ready for you! ☺️

* He just wants you to be happy and healthy!

Killer:

* Bruh. You know DAMN well he’s probably the one supplying you the damn drinks- if you thought you was bad? Think again- he literally has an unlimited supply in god knows where in that room of his…..

* Let’s be honest: He drinks WITH you. Both of you happily drinking together on the couch watching anime or playing games. But he’ll drop a few hints about “Heh might wanna slow down…”

* Now just because he kind of (is) a bad influence, doesn’t mean he won’t keep an eye on you. If he sees how it affects you, he’ll try to moderate how much to give you. Because he may be a lil shit….but he cares about you a lot.

* You can always be guaranteed to have fun with this guy but also taken care of no matter what!

Error:

* Glitchy boi would be a straight up dick talking about you have an addiction meanwhile he’s on his 15th chocolate bar himself- I’m pretty sure he steals your drinks too-

* And you can bet he’s taking those drinks away if you’re overdoing it. He’ll have multiple excuses for keeping it from you…..but really he just wuvs you and doesn’t want you feeling all sluggish because he worries for you 🥺. Will he admit that? HA! No-

* Though he will easily give in with a little….convincing. Puppy eyes and promising more chocolates? He’ll eventually give in. But he also makes you promise to at least take it easy with the drinks.

* Grumpy hobo man may be a lil sassy but he means well!

Nightmare:

* He’s probably the only one who doesn’t see why the hell you like these drinks. It tastes like battery acid…..(says the guy drinking black coffee-). He didn’t really care at first but the MOMENT he sees how groggy you get? Oh you fucked up-

* He’s immediately hiding your stash and you WILL be scolded if you ask about it. And he’s dragging your ass to bed to make sure you get proper sleep. Right after he makes sure you are properly hydrated first.

* I can imagine even as his S/o, these moments can be quite unexpected but he was like…..mother henning you. And the way he stays by your side to make sure you’re ok makes your heart melt❤️

* Even the king of negativity can have a sweet side!

Cross (Lil bonus boi✨):

* Well he does like a few energy drinks himself especially for a game night or during morning training. He can drink as much as you without really realizing it then feels guilty about it but laughs it off.

* But it’s definitely a different story when he notices how sleepy you still are especially after the amount you drank. He gets a little concerned and asks if you’re okay. When he learns the energy drinks don’t work on you, he thought of a few ideas…..

* He looked for alternatives that could help you wake up much better. Like working out with him and eating a few healthier meals! But you both do have days to splurge on your favorite drink. It’s only fair!

* He didn’t want you to miss out on what you loved! So he helped you find a balance! He just loves you so!❤️

[undertale-fic-librarby]

Any error x nightmare fluff? Preferably cannon personalitys 🩷

Howdy, thanks for asking! Here are some fics that might fit what you're looking for!

I'll hate you as you hold me by Casual_Spectatee (Mature, Incomplete)

Nightmare has always had an interest in Error. From the moment he saw the Destroyer in action, he wanted that kind of power on his side. He imagined the terror he could bring if forced the Destroyer himself into submission and to assist him. Error does not give two fucks about Nightmare's dreams, he isn't fucking going to help that prick until God himself walks down and threatens him with eternal hell, and even then, he'd still prefer hell for the rest of his existence than to spend a single minute with Nightmare. Unfortunately for Error, Nightmare is set on getting the Destroyer to work with him one way or another. If that means helping Error for nothing in return, so be it. Error just wishes that it wasn't all such a common thing to wake up in the beds of his two worst enemies, because they all have shitty fucking blankets and he's getting sick of it.

To Trust A Nightmare by Otletes (Mature, Incomplete)

Error has been alone longer than he cares to think about. He's been insane longer than he likes to think about as well, but now he's come back from that insanity. He knows that he has to continue destroying, for the sake of the multiverse, so he's accepted that he will always be alone, in his cold white space. One day though he finds himself watching Nightmare and his gang, it becomes his new favorite pass time. He can't remember much of the dark skeleton, but watching him now, he can't help, but wonder… could this be a group that he'd be accepted in? A place where he could have a family? … Find love? Or will he fall back into insanity and remain alone?

Working through issues with a shunned diety by Hellian_Eden, Jesus_fox (General Audiences, Incomplete)

The Multiverse is vast and nigh infinite, possibilities, concepts, the very function of a world's reality only limited by sheer creativity. Within this realm, Dreamtale exists as an enigma, plucked from another Multiverse entirely. The tragedy of it's Story forced to continue beyond it's Endings, for it forced the concept of Balance into the Multiverse's rules. Now open-ended, the only two Characters wanders throughout the Multiverse as one of it's Outcodes. Dream broke out of stone to one colorful and curious Inkblot, so much to comprehend for someone so small. But alive nonetheless. Nightmare woke up freshly dead. Au: Get it? Cuzhe died lmao

Your memory has faded [BEING REWRITTEN] by unalivedcow (Not Rated, Incomplete)

Nightmare doesn’t remember anything after his transformation, leaving Error devastated. [BEING REWRITTEN] ! spoilers below ! (By the way this is based off a real life scenario of a man with Alzheimer’s forgetting he was married and falling back in love with his wife but I just tweaked it a bit)

Eclipsed by You by BadOmen (Mature, Incomplete)

A gentle breeze drapes the landscape like a soft blanket, with a lone figure standing atop a grassy hill. Feeling disconnected from the world and neglected by his busy brother, he’s on the brink of losing himself. His hopelessness drives him to the edge of fleeing from his own despair. But a planned encounter in the snowy expanse of a fading universe brings an unexpected twist. There, amidst the winter wonderland, he meets a warm and friendly face who gradually draws him out of his shell. Caught between the desire to retreat from this newfound kindness and the urge to let his walls crumble, he faces a profound choice. The story follows Geno and Night, two monsters from separate AUs—Who eventually turn to Error and Nightmare. Geno, struggling with his own emotional barriers, meets Nightmare in his gentler form. Together, they recognize their shared scars—both physical and emotional. Nightmare, self-conscious about his shattered eye socket, finds solace in Geno, whose own eye is also damaged. Through companionship, they agree to keep each other at arms length, perhaps sharing more than just laughter.

Here's a few more fics that are similar to what you're asking for!

[marusvoid]

SILLY IDEA AHEAD!!!

For like a month now ive had an idea for a small utmv animated series based on new years.

This is gonna sound very silly:

Right after the Christmas party, a mysterious letter is sent out to multiple different outcode sans aus:

Classic/Swap/fell/nightmare's gang/ink/ error and so on.

The letter invited everyone to help organize a new years festival on the surface of an empty au, an au without any trace of life,no human or monster.

Everyone had a reason to attend, the star sanses wanted to invite as many other sans aus as possible, nightmare was plotting something to destroy the festival and cause as much chaos as possible, that however is thrown out the window when he starts sensing a huge amount of negativity lurking in the shadows.

On the other hand, shattered dream (yeah shattered is here lmao), is also trying to ruin the festival for shits and giggles and ends up investigating the source of the negativity, with swad , yeah swad is here too.

Eventually the sanses start to notice strange things, locations and objects are changing, the doodle sphere starts looking strange, aus are becoming harder to access and everything is starting to twist , error discovers that the letter is actually an algorithm, meant to send itself to multiple sanses at the same time.

With everyone distracted with the festival preparation, no one seems to notice that the multiverse is slowly falling apart.

So who sent the letter? What's the purpose of the festival? and what's the cause of the rampant negativity despite the happy mood with new years approaching?

Now add to this a shit ton of character interaction and a whole lot of shipping material, the mtt being silly, and everyone being mostly their canon self, and a bunch of different sides to the same story and you an absolute shit show.

Things may change in the story, I actually don't know if I'll ever get to even make this, I lack both time and skill, and yet I have so many ideas it's killing me, oh well, only time will tell where I'll go with this.

Happy new year :))

[ask-the-druggieverse]

Had nightmare (or passive) ever convinced Dream to use drugs?

1/4 (hehe yes another multi-thingy.... WUAGWHAWG) (I love doing these for some reason but... 0_0)

- ALT - DREAM: Passive? Is that what you call his original self? DREAM: Well either way- DREAM: No, he's never done anything like that DREAM: And as for Nightmare DREAM: (or as he's also called "corrupted" or "goopmare") DREAM: uhh... DREAM: UHHHHHH DREAM: I don't think he meant to DREAM: It was always left out and I just found it- DREAM: AH- DREAM: You're probably confused by that sentence... DREAM: I should probably explain what happened after I woke up from stone...

- IDK - I've been writing the script for my AU (Fiddletale not my other MAU) and I feel like I wanna make that be lineless art a well XP, Lineless art IMO is way faster and honestly looks pretty rad too, might experiment with lineless a bit by giving it black outlines either in future posts or main account posts (experimenting with it rn with a new sans I'm designing :3)

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[didderd]

i had a sleep paralysis nightmare this morning.

so i decided to make content out of it 👍

but really, sometimes if i'm not feeling well, i daydream about one of the characters i simp really like helping/comforting me.

n this time i started daydreaming about Nightmare comforting me. bc this was the worst sleep paralysis i ever had, and it left me feeling on edge for a bit after waking up. (i don't usually get nightmare-ish sleep paralysis)

n so i decided to make it into a little Nightmare x reader drabble where reader has a sleep paralysis nightmare, based on the one i had this morning.

this goes from horror to fluff real quick lmao. hope yall like it! :>

if you want to skip the sleep paralysis, go straight to the pink sentence!

(tw: sleep paralysis. sleep paralysis demon.)

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You're laying in bed, with half of your vision blocked by the hood of your jacket. All you can see is your bed.

You go to lift your hood.

But you can't move.

But you feel your arms move.

You feel yourself move to grab your hood. As heavy as it may feel, you're sure you did it.

But your hood is still there.

You don't see your hand.

Panic wells up in your stomach. You can't move. You can't see.

Gathering the little strength you have in your groggy state, you try to push yourself into a sitting position.

Again, you feel yourself scoot up the wall behind you.

But you don't see anything change.

Your vision feels frozen.

Closing your eyes, you try again to push your hood up.

When you open them, you can see your hand grabbing your hood.

But your hood is still there. and your hand is frozen in place. even though you feel it at your side again.

It's like your vision is broken.

But closing your eyes helped?

You close your eyes, and attempt to push yourself up again.

Opening your eyes, you think you're sitting up now. at least a little bit.

You close your eyes again and attempt once more to push your hood off your head.

It's off your head. You feel it on your neck.

When you open your eyes, you're laying down and your hood is blocking half your vision.

You try again.

You're sitting up. You can see your room.

You can see your window.

Something passes by your window. A shadowy figure. It looked humanoid, but were those antlers?

You're scared.

It happens again.

Your mother is in the room now. You're trying to ask for help, but she seems confused, and you can't get the words out.

She's standing near the window. Not too close, but you're scared.

Something. someone. appears at the window. but not outside it. They're inside.

Their eyes are wide, and they have an unsettling smile. Something about them seems deeply wrong.

You try to scream, and point at them to alert your mother.

Nothing but air comes out.

When your mother turns around, she only seems more confused. She doesn't see them.

Are you hallucinating?

You see something else in the corner of your eye. A dark figure.

You turn your head to look at it.

... Nightmare?

It's Nightmare. He's standing at the foot of your bed. Looking at you with a calm, yet concerned expression.

You remember you'd been living in his castle for a while now. This is your room in the castle... So why is your mother here?

Looking back, your mother and the unsettling person is gone.

Everything seems clearer. You feel like you can move better.

You look back at Nightmare as he walks closer. "Nightmare?" You spoke. You can speak again.

He stops next to you and places a hand on your head, comfortingly petting your hair. "You are safe. It is only sleep paralysis." His tone is soft, made to comfort you, and it works. You feel some of the fear melt away. You feel protected.

"Sleep paralysis?" You remember what it is, and it makes sense, but you ask anyways.

"Yes." He leans down and places the hand not petting your hair on your chest, just below your collar bones. "You should wake up now."

Everything fades out.

And you open your eyes.

Nightmare is sitting in a chair next to your bed, with a hand on your forehead. He'd pushed the hood off your eyes while you were asleep.

He opens his eye a second after you, and smiles warmly. "There you are."

You blink up at him, but immediately decide not to do that again, as the fear of falling back in runs through you. Instead, you decide to sit up, and Nightmare retreats his hand as you do, looking slightly more concerned, as he likely noticed your fear.

He places the same hand on your back to rub soothingly, and leans a bit closer, using the other to gently guide your chin to look at him. "Don't worry. You are safe.. I'm here." His words are firm, but so gentle.

Your face is warm at how intimate his hand on your chin feels, and his very smooth and handsome voice in your ears, yet it also helps so much to relax you and make you feel safe.

Half to distract from the warmth in your face, even though he's definitely noticed, judging by how his expression turns more smug than concerned, and half out of genuine curiosity, you finally speak. "Um... was that- was that really you in my dream?"

It seems to work to distract him as he answers. Moving his hand from your chin to tuck some hair out of your face as he does so.

"Darling, that wasn't a dream, that was a nightmare." His expression regains a bit of concern for a moment as he pauses, but it's gone before he speaks again. "But yes, that was me. I'd felt your fear as I was passing by your room, and when I came in, I saw that you were having a nightmare, so I decided to lend my aid." His hand had moved from your hair once he was done righting it, and is now resting on the bed, next to your thigh.

"I'm sure you know of my ability to enter and control dreams and nightmares. Sleep paralysis is no different. I was happy to help you out of yours, little shadow." His smile is fond as he raises his hand once more to cup your cheek, and rub his thumb over it, leaning a little closer as he does.

Your cheeks feel warm again, at how close he is, and how gentle his hand is on your cheek. You can't help the urge to lean into his touch, and so you don't even try to fight it, placing your hand over his as you lean into it.

Even though you know you weren't in any real danger, you still feel like he saved you. You're grateful to him. You're not sure how to repay him, but you do know what you so badly want to do in this moment.

Placing your free hand over his collar bone and lightly grip at his sweater, you lean a bit closer to his face, and look down at his mouth. but you stop there and look to the side.

You retreat that bit you'd just leaned in, your face feeling much warmer now. You don't know what you're doing. Maybe your lack of good sleep gave you too much confidence. As if The Guardian of Negativity would want to kiss you. What were you thinkin-

Nightmare chuckles. You look back at him with widened eyes.

His smug expression is mixed with that of fondness... You sometimes forget that he can basically read your mind... Fuck.

You look away again. Your face feels like it's burning.

But you quickly look back when he gets much. much closer. His hand moving from your cheek to the side of your neck, and brushing into the hair on the back of your head, while his other hand slides down your back to the lower half.

He chuckles again, no doubt at how red your face is, and your shocked expression. "Darling, if you thought I wouldn't want to kiss you just as bad as you want to kiss me right now, you'd be sorely mistaken.~" He just about purrs, inches from your mouth.

The hairs on your neck and arms stand as he speaks, and both your hands ball into his sweater over his chest. You didn't think you could get warmer, but you do.

His cheeks are looking a little flushed too as the lid over his socket lowers, and he looks down at your lips, before slowly, and gently closing the gap.

It's a very tender and loving kiss. Not what you were expecting coming from him, but it's amazing.

You lean into it the moment the shock melts away. You feel like you're melting in his arms.

After another long, blissful moment, he pulls away, before picking you up to move you over and make room for him on your bed, and climbs in next to you.

Once he's laid down, he pulls you close again, and combs through your hair, nuzzling your face, before sighing into your cheek, and then kissing it. "You make me soft..."

You're so full of warm feelings right now, it's almost overwhelming, and you hope it's not overwhelming for him. It's all so hard to believe, but seems so genuine. More genuine than you'd ever seen Nightmare. To think he'd let his guard down so much with you.

You almost let out a giddy giggle as you bury your warm face in his sweater, just under his chin, and he wraps his arm tighter around you, using one of his tentacles to pull your blanket over both of you.

As you lay comfortable and warm in his arms, feeling his chest rise and fall against you with his breath, you start to feel yourself falling back to sleep. You forget you even had that nightmare before all this.

The last thing you hear and feel before you're asleep again is Nightmare placing a kiss on the top of your head and speaking, almost in a whisper.

"Goodnight, little shadow."

[squizstew]

I made a fanfic. i usually don’t get to even posting the first chapter, but I’m convinced that this is the best thing I’ve ever written, or a least what I’ve enjoyed writing the most?

It’s on ao3; Its about this 13-17 yr old reader (MC) that is spared from being killed and eaten by my favorite skeleton boys, and is adopted. Yes, its an sans au fanfic. No, there’s no romance. Sorry. But it will be filled to the brim with platonic fluff.

Anyway i hpoe u like ittttttt. Happy holidays