dinofelissnow1985
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This is genius.
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Participating this year for the first time. Looking forward to it.
@skumhuu
✨🦈🔱 MERMAY BINGO 2024 🔱🦈✨
HAPPY MERMAY!! Use five prompts in a row for a bingo! As always, no pressure to participate, complete, or share any works. Sketches and drabbles all count. You may combine prompts, complete the sheet, and adjust the sheet however you want to! As long as you're having fun!
Anything, even the other prompts, may be used for the free space in the middle for an automatic win. If you don't have any energy, the free space is there for you to use <3
#leviathantale#mermay bingo 2024#mermay 2024#please use the tag leviathantale or tag me directly#Posting this in April so people can see the sheet early#utmv
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According to Clichely on ao3, Nightmare tastes like blueberries and Killer like strawberry.
@swiftmitsu @ksopaz @izmaddieyt
i love how you can tell who it is based off a few features.
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Here's a posting schedule for my works on ao3:
05.05. Cwossy + Mermay
09.05. Crossbreed + Mermay
13.o5. Lapdog + Mermay
17.05. Of Birds and Butterflies + Mermay
21.05. Like a Lost Puppy + Mermay
25.05. Heart and Soul
29.05. Vampir wider Willen
01.05. SonnetTale 2 + Mermay
Visit me if you like.
#undertale#sans au#nightmare sans#xtale cross#horror sans#dust sans#ao3 writer#story#stories#fluff#angst#hurt/comfort
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I really envy those countries that don't take part in this wintertime-summertime bullshit. Getting jetlag without travelling is annoying as heck.
@silverryu25
#sommerzeit#zeitumstellung#jetlag#im so tired#tired#i need sleep#living in germany#germany#europe#summertime#i want my bed
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I stuffed my Easter nest with presents for you.
Fitting the Celebrations, i worked a Resurrection
@silverryu25 @psycho-chair @therealesino @thegrinningkitten @theskeletongames @aoi-kanna @fineapplequeen @finally-free-fan-fics @flowerscentedartist @fanart-serenadebleue @sirsen @tacol0ser @swiftmitsu @skumhuu @skell-core @alexins
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Easter is right around the corner and your Easter Kitty was busy, brothers, sisters and things.
There will be a Major Update on saturday as an early Easter gift, meaning each of my going stories will get a new chapter.
But wait! There's more!
There will be a big, big surprise for you, only one other person already knows off.
But that will remain a secret until Saturday, the usual time.
Until then.
Stay healthy
https://archiveofourown.org/users/DinofelisSnow1985/works
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I am Bianca, Goddess of War
@psycho-chair
I am Arran, god of the most important thing
EDIT: if y'all don’t wanna use your name use your username
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I know everyone is talking about @therealesino s series 'War on Love'. But does anyone still remember the Kross-fic 'One Plus One'?
It's so sweet and drama, featuring former assassin Cross, who now owns a bakery and is the softest badass ever, and Killer, a predator fae who feels lonely bc he's the last of his species and the other Fae in his patchwork family love him but don't understand his struggles.
#undertale#sans au#xtale cross#nightmare sans#dust sans#killer sans#dream sans#horror sans#error sans#ink sans#blueberry#fae folk#romance
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Good morning, everyone. I just posted the first chapter of my new story:
Lapdog
It's going to get dark, the first two chapters will be safe, tho.
I hope you will like it.
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Only two days left until i release the first chapter of my new story 'Lapdog'
Have another sneak peek :
"A thought came to him, and Nightmare came to a decision.
"Just give it up already, Dream. You will never see him again. Ever."
Dream looked at him unbelieving. "You can't keep him forever, brother. Please let him go."
Nightmare sneered. "Just drop it. Your boyfriend Cross doesn't exist anymore. He is gone for good," he spat, and inwardly relished in the utter distraught disbelief, Dream gave off. Nightmare could feel how the world around Dream shattered.
"I can't believe it. You are not a murderer!", Dream cried out in despair.
Nightmare scoffed. "Oh please, brother. How else do you think i gained my LV? It's not all from the villagers, you know. There is a reason my dungeon never gets overcrowded while no one ever left it."
Dream burst into tears of loss and grief and sank to his knees.
Nightmare turned away and left through a portal of his. Dream didn't even try to hold him back.
Another bother taken care of, Nightmare thought satisfied."
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I'm working on so much stuff. And each one is a passion project. I decided to make a new series. Have a look at
'Finders Keepers - Part 1, Killer Cat':
"Two days after their shopping excess, everything came in three delivery trucks.
After the delivery drivers had left again, Nightmare and Killer sorted through the boxes to determine where which would go.
Killer had chosen the room next to Nightmare's to be his and one of the bigger rooms on the ground floor was to become Killer's playroom. The treehouse kit was stored in the giant garage until spring.
As soon as they found the collar Killer had chosen, Nightmare put it around his cat's neck, he hugging him happily. Then they sorted through toys, clothes, treats and more stuff.
"You sure we didn't go a little overboard, master," Killer laughed, then divebombed with an excited chirp into an open, empty box and began to rustle around in it like a poltergeist.
Nightmare laughed heartily at Killer's antics.
Until the doorbell rang.
Nightmare frowned. As far as he knew, everything he bought for Killer had already arrived two hours ago. And it was an uncommon time for the mailman or any courier driver.
"Stay here. I'll be back in a few." With that he went to answer the door.
Like he thought, it was his brother, Dream. Sickeningly happy attitude and all.
"What do you want this time, Dream," Nightmare grumbled, "i'm pretty busy right now."
Dream tilted his head and looked at him curious. "What could you be busy with, brother? You don't work, there's nothing to do in the garden and you live so far out there's literally nothing but trees around for miles."
Nightmare's gaze darkened. "How i spend my time and money is none of your business. And i purposely moved out here because it's so secluded. If you would excuse me now, i have some installation to make."
"Can i help you?", Dream immediately offered eagerly.
Nightmare sighed and pinched the spot between his eyes. "Dream. I love you as my brother and truly appreciate your offer, but this is a personal project, kinda. And-"
"Master? What's taking so long? Who's at the door?" Killer came sauntered through the lobby to look what kept Nightmare from coming back.
Dream looked at Killer, then at Nightmare. "Brother, who is this and why are they calling you 'master'?"
Nightmare sighed deeply. Still pinching the spot between his eyes, he motioned with his free hand. "Killer, this is my younger brother Dream. Dream, this is Killer, my new pet. I took him in three days ago, i asked the proper questions and we set the rules and boundaries necessary. We were just busy putting the stuff i got for him to his rooms and the respective places. I was about to start installing his scratching mats on the walls when you rang."
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I started working on another story.
Have a sneak peek on 'Heart and Soul':
"They were losing their patience. The little rat was practically money on legs and they wanted that money, they never saw so many zeros on a missing poster.
How could the little shit even keep running like that? After everything they knew, everyone with access to media knew, the twerp was supposed to be easy to catch.
But. He. Just. Kept. Going.
They followed him around the corner, fearing for a hot second they could have lost him, but they saw him running down the empty street, heading for the bridge.
They collected their remaining stamina and ran after him.
Somewhere closer to the other side he finally had to stop, gasping for air and fighting to not just collapse against the railing.
"Got- gotcha," one of the thugs panted out, they all were out of breath. "Giving... up finally?... Ya... can't run... for... forever."
Their prey stood with his back to them, bent over with his hands pressed on his legs right above the knees to not just topple over. He turned his head to look at them over his left shoulder. A dim white light flashing at them briefly, before he turned his face back ahead, not saying anything. Just fighting for breath.
"Don't... make it harder... than it... had to be," gasped another of the gang. "Just... just let us... bring you h-... home."
The small figure didn't react at all to that. At first.
Then he forced his breathing to calm down, straightened up and answered, "only over my dusted body."
His next move came unexpected.
Instead of running off again, he closed the distance to the railing with two quick steps and used the momentum to hurl himself over it and disappeared in the wild raging river beneath them with a faint splash."
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Hey guys, gals and everything between,
On 18th of March i'll post the first Chapter of 'Lapdog', a darker Cross-centric story.
Have a sneak peek:
"His whole body was sore, everything hurt. He felt the cold from the hard stone floor seep into his bones.
When he tried to curl up to preserve body heat, he felt something around his wrists, holding his hands in place.
Slowly he blinked his Eye Sockets open, only to be greeted by absolute darkness. And silence, the only noises he could hear were his breathing and the quiet shuffling whenever he moved.
He tried to call out.
But he couldn't make any sound. His voice was gone.
No. Not his voice. The Magic used to make his voice work.
Now he became aware of the slightly heavy weight resting on his shoulders, winding around his neck.
A collar. A Magic dampening collar.
Suddenly everything came back to Cross. The fight, him fighting Killer and Dust on on his own because Dream was busy with Nightmare and Blue was chased by Horror through the trees. Killer pinning his hands with his knife and him and Dust pummeling him until everything went dark.
Nightmare had caught him, no doubt.
He was in one of Nightmare's isolation cells. "It's something, everyone has to do, Cross. It's a trust excercise as well as a reminder of why you shouldn't dare to anger me. If you make a mistake repeatedly, you spend a few days in a normal cell. If you speak against me without giving a plausible reason for it, you go into isolation, with random meals so you lose the track of time. Should you ever betray me... well, let's say you won't leave isolation with your mind intact. If you don't have any more questions, i'll see you in three days."
Oh, gods, he was in one of Nightmare's isolation cells after he betrayed him, he also knew what the thing around his neck could do.
Nightmare had explained to him, how he would practically gain control over the Magic of whoever he put the collar on. It couldn't be taken off, once put on, and it didn't just dampen its wearer's Magic to keep them from using it. Nightmare could control which and how much of the Magic would be suppressed.
Cross had seen Nightmare put this collar on some poor bastard and just suppressed their attack Magic, rendering them defenseless, before he would set them loose in the forest, which swarmed with hungry wolves. Unable to defend themself, the hapless victim was torn to pieces by the wild beasts.
Nightmare also showed him on another prisoner, how he could cancel out their voice Magic. During the following torture session they tried to scream, but couldn't make any sound. And in the end, Nightmare slowly suppressed more and more of the prisoner's Magic, even the kind that kept a monster alive. Cross was horrified as he was forced to watch the prisoner dust at a snails pace, only leaving the collar and their pants behind. And a pile of dust.
Cross gulped.
He was so dead."
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My new story that won the poll.
@psycho-chair @unknownarmageddon @fanart-serenadebleue @fineapplequeen @flowerscentedartist
#undertale#sans au#nightmare sans#dust sans#dadmare#xtale cross#killer sans#horror sans#fluff#trauma
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/53492029/chapters/135395950
The poll had decided.
@psycho-chair
I need your help to decide on something again.
To help you decide:
Vampir wider Willen: german translation of 'The Reluctant Vampire' by Magyka13
Cwossy: After a near-death experience Cross regresses to the mental state of a babybones. Non-sexual age-play, slight Kross and developing Dadmare.
Lapdog: After leaving the gang and joining the Stars, Cross gets captured by Nightmare and punished for his betrayal. Nightmare trains Cross to be his obedient dog. Dark, mind break, brainwashing.
@sirsen @fineapplequeen @fanart-serenadebleue @psycho-chair
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Stretch: Quit smoking.
Dust: Quit drinking.
@flowerscentedartist
Error: Quitting! It's like trying, but easier.
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