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skelesunderthetale · 7 months

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What makes them happy

Characters: Sans, Red, Blue, Dream, Nightmare, Ink

🎡 Undertale (Sans): He’s a simple guy. The kind to try and appreciate every moment. What makes him happy is probably also the most important thing for him: his family. Nothing can make Sans smile more than a nice hang out with his brother, either it be at home or going out for some food. Papyrus is always there to chit chat with him, and he likes listening. But all of the above can apply to his special someone… Underfell (Red): Another simple guy! He likes when someone thinks about him, in general. Obviously, he very rarely felt that way considering his universe is the contrary of kindness. It did happen, long ago, that his brother would make cards or handmade gifts for him. It’s the fact that those things were directed to him that made him so happy. Now, any kind of attention towards him makes his soul skip a beat. Underswap (Blue): Holidays, his favorite thing ever. He just absolutely adores seeing everyone gather up, naturally happy and appreciating each other's company. Any kind of event that includes him welcoming people to his home, cooking and providing for them. He loves feeling helpful and making others feel at ease. Blue likes the simplicity of holiday joy, that’s when he feels the happiest. Dreamtale (Dream): Similar to Blue, of course he likes helping others, it’s his duty and reason to be alive. However… We all have a selfish side, and his selfishness created the fact that what makes him happy is getting favors in return. Not anything life threatening, just a task to assign someone in return for his protection. He also likes being pampered. He takes care of everyone, why can’t somebody hug him too? He’d very much like that, and he deserves it. Dreamtale (Nightmare): Now why would he want to be happy? He hates it and hates everyone in this stupid post. Kidding. Sadly for him, it makes his soul tingle a bit in happiness when he gets something new to read. He especially likes those big spined books, with shiny writing and sometimes embroidery of uncommon color. He’s also a fan of classic old decor, as long as it’s dark enough. He likes his environment, that’s what makes him… Satisfied.

___tale (Ink): It’s confusing him. Sometimes he likes things, and other times he hates said things. But something he obviously likes is art. Art is so vague, it can represent anything, it can even make the worst soulless ink-made skeleton in the universe relate to an ambiance or sentiment. It doesn’t need to be happy to be beautiful, and neither does he. That’s what he likes so much about it.

#undertale #underswap #underfell #dreamtale #inktale #undertale aus #sanses #headcanons #sanses x reader #sanses x s/o #sans x reader headcanons #sans x reader #ink sans x reader #fell sans x reader #swap sans x reader #nightmare sans x reader #dream sans x reader

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fatsans · 10 months

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More Sans Pet Names…but make them Bad Boys~

Kitten - It’s Killer. What else did you expect? It’s flirty, a little sexy, so so cringe. It’s everything he loves. Plus, you should be honored. Killer loved those cats he had…before they…well…and he loves you too. To him, it makes sense to give you a name that’s special to him because you’re special to him. Isn’t that romantic?!

Hun -Everyone (I.e. Killer) would expect Horror to have a food based name, given his background. But at the end of the day Horror is really just Sans, with a few extra steps. So, in true Sans fashion, he hasn’t given any pet names very much thought. Hun is really just the first thing that comes out of his mouth, so it’s the thing that sticks.

My Dear - Possessive. Domineering. Even a bit mocking. That’s what Nightmare is going for when he calls you his dear. It, like everything in his existence, is about control. ‘Don’t you like that, my dear?’ ‘Isn’t this what you wanted, my dear?’ ‘You must be so happy here, my dear.’ However, after so much time together, the weight of his taunting is the same anymore. Perhaps, there is something familiar, common and comfortable, about the way his words sit in your chest- which is about as close to love as Nightmare is going to get.

Bonus:

My darling - It’s the other side of the same coin. When Dream calls you his darling, it fills you with warmth. The positive aura he admits just floods you, making you smile no matter what. ‘Does this make you happy, my darling?’ ‘I adore your smile, my darling’ ‘You must be so happy here, my darling’. He always means well, but there is a wide chasm between you and him. Perhaps, under the weight of his responsibilities and heartache, there is room to have genuine love for you. For now, this positive warmth, is safe and familiar, common and comfortable.

#and also Dream is there because why not #this is Not cannon #undertale #sans #sans undertale #sans x reader #bonely hearts club #killer sans #horror sans #dream sans #nightmare sans #horrortale #dreamtale #x reader #sans headcanons

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thvnderdraws · 1 year

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CURRENTTLY ON MY KNEES FOR SOME DREAM X Y/N CONTENT IF POSSIBLE PLEASE 💳💥💥💥

he's not very good at dancing, but he will try his best for you!

#my art #undertale au #underverse #dreamtale #dream sans #sans x reader #x reader

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imtrashraccoon · 3 months

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Ooh could you perhaps write something for cross? Like an X reader? I haven't seen many of those- like- at all, and it's incredibly sad because the boy deserves love :c

Feel free to ignore this if you don't wanna do it <3

I'm so sorry for the wait, Anon! I didn't realize it had been almost a month since I received this! In my defense it took me like two weeks to figure out what I wanted to write in the first place. I hope this doesn't disappoint because it's way longer than I intended it to be...

A Gentle Soldier

Cross!Sans x Gender Neutral Reader

Word Count: 4,875

You were simple person, just doing what you could to get by in the world. It wasn't an easy or comfortable life but you made the best of it.

After your father passed away, you were left with the cabin he'd built that had been your childhood home. It was a small one room building with a loft for sleeping and a fireplace set into one wall, which was especially nice in the Winter when the stone bricks it was built from radiated the heat throughout the entire cabin.

You kept a small vegetable and herb garden out back and regularly hunted or trapped animals for meat year round. You also preserved anything extra for the cold months when you might not be able to leave the cabin during bad storms for several days. Other than the occasional trip into the nearby village for rifle ammo and a few other things that you couldn't make yourself, you were self sufficient and almost never interacted with anyone.

Maybe one day you'd meet someone and start a family, but they'd have to be adaptable because you weren't about to just abandon the life you'd worked so hard to build for yourself. You liked to think that you were a reasonable sort but there were some things that you wouldn't compromise on. Moving back into the village was one of them, so unless you had no other options, you were going to hang on dearly to your little piece of paradise.

Today was a bit of a gloomy one, but despite the heavy rainfall the previous night, many dark clouds still remained overhead. There was a cool breeze as well, but you figured the inclement weather would hold off for a few hours at least, which was enough time to check your traps.

After putting on a thick coat for warmth and in case you were wrong about the rain, you shouldered a rucksack which held extra traps and some small tools. You also slung your father's hunting rifle over your shoulder, which while you didn't think you'd need it, there was always the possibility of running into a hungry bear or wolf this time of year. You were a decent shot, but hopefully if you did end up missing, the loud noise would be enough to scare them away.

While checking each of your traps, you thought it was strange how quiet the forest seemed today. Not even the occasional birdsong interrupted the silence and none of the traps had even been touched. That was disappointing, but you still had some meat you'd smoked previously and you had enough flour to make some bread so you wouldn't go hungry tonight at least.

You were on your way home again when you heard a loud noise.

It was like several trees had been knocked over or like a landslide had been triggered.

That wasn't something an animal could do.

You checked that your rifle was loaded but kept the safety on for now as you carefully made your way towards the strange noise. You only wanted to take a peek, just in case someone had gotten hurt. Although, it soon became apparent that whatever or whomever had caused the disturbance was still in the area and, as you drew closer, you began to hear people shouting as if they were in the middle of a fight.

You stopped at the crest of a hill and peered down into the little valley below.

There were at least four monsters below you, three of which were seemingly working together to attack the fourth. They all looked like skeleton monsters, however there were some anatomical differences between them and human skeletons. They were dressed completely different from both each other and from any monsters you'd ever seen before too.

The first was a skeleton whose outfit was rather intricate but it was also completely black and white. It was hard to describe with all the layers of clothing, but the basics of his outfit seemed to be a white parka with a fluffy hood, a narrow white cape with black edges, and a pair of black shorts with white stripes that were shaped like an X. He had twin bone daggers with hollow blades and even from here you could tell that he was quite experienced with them.

The second skeleton was wearing a metal chestplate, a light blue bandana tied around his neck with matching gloves and boots, and sturdy looking jeans. He kind of looked like a warrior from an RPG to you and the large maul he was wielding only solidified that thought in your mind.

The third skeleton was a bit shorter than the others and he seemingly flitted about like a leprechaun with what looked like a giant paintbrush. His outfit was mostly brown but some of the straps holding it together were bright yellow and green. He also had on a pair of fingerless gloves and sported a very long brown scarf that somehow didn't impede his movements at all.

Their outfit choices seemed to be representative of their personalities since you couldn't think of any other reason for the variety on display. The first struck you as the strong and silent type, with the second seeming like he was dependable, and the third looked almost carefree and yet also rather bubbly at the same time.

Their opponent though, just looking at him seemed to fill you with dread, and while you had limited experience with people, even you knew he was bad news.

He was several inches taller than the three, not counting the numerous black tentacles protruding from his back. His bones and clothing also seemed to be completely black, in such a way that gave him the appearance of having been dipped in ink, except it didn't seem to leave a mess everywhere. Speaking of clothing, while it was hard to differentiate where his bones ended and clothes began, his outfit looked like it consisted of a fancy overcoat and you could see that he was wearing a gold circlet and several rings on his phalanges. He seemed to only have one working eye socket, which had a piercing cyan eyelight, if the way he kept guarding his right side was any indication, but other than the uncountable number of tentacles, he didn't appear to have any weapons of his own, not that it seemed to be a problem for him.

You knew in your heart that you shouldn't be sticking around and risk being caught in the crossfire, but at the same time, you couldn't help but want to continue watching. It was almost mesmerizing with how fluid their movements were and even though each had their own techniques, they all seemed to work flawlessly together. Their opponent seemed frustrated in comparison and yet he was managing to hold his own against all three at once. You didn't know what the stakes were or how the fight had even started, but you couldn't help but silently cheer for the three skeletons to win.

The monochromatic skeleton was suddenly grabbed by a tendril and sent flying until he collided with a nearby tree. You watched in horror as his body slumped to the ground and when he didn't move for several long seconds, you felt the sickly feeling of dread beginning to pool in your stomach.

The other two skeletons were too busy to check on their compatriot and you could tell the nightmarish looking one would send each of them flying as well if they lost focus for even a second.

You had to see if he was hurt and how badly.

Not caring if you were seen anymore, you scrambled down the steep incline, scattering loose stones and dirt under your boots in a mini landslide as you did so. Somehow you didn't lose your footing but it certainly did slow you down.

Although, before you could reach the fallen skeleton, there was a flash of bright light and another one appeared by his side.

This skeleton was a bit taller than the others, but still shorter than the scary one, and you almost had to squint to even look at him. His presence almost seemed to warm up the immediate area and, rather confusingly, just seeing him made you feel calm and like you should be happy. Considering the situation, it also felt unnerving but you couldn't place exactly why that was.

Somehow, he was dressed even more fanciful than any of the others. Over a form fitting black body suit, he had a loose white outfit that kind of resembled a tunic with bright yellow accents. The best way to describe it was like he'd stepped out of an ancient Egyptian mural, only he was somehow more beautiful.

This new skeleton knelt down by the first and placed his gloved hands on his still crumpled form. A soft yellow glow flickered from between his fingers before the monochromatic skeleton's body jolted awake. The bright one then stood up and said something you didn't quite hear, which the other nodded in response to.

He summoned a gorgeous longbow with a string made of glowing blue energy. Then, he appeared to notch a similarly glowing arrow and turned as if to join the fight, before his gaze locked with your own.

You were completely awestruck and for a moment you found yourself lost in his golden eyelights. You felt like you should be overjoyed that he'd noticed you but the disinterested look on his skull quickly quelled those thoughts. He looked like he was about to say something to you, when a shout from the nightmarish skeleton interrupted him.

"Dream! So you've resorted to collecting pawns now?!" his voice thundered across the little valley.

The bright skeleton, whose name was apparently Dream, let out a tired sigh and turned to face the antagonizing one. "I'm tired of fighting, brother. So I'm here to finish this once and for all," he responded in a tone that, while much calmer, still held a certain level of venom and he'd notably ignored the accusations.

The two brothers practically leaped at each other and their resounding blows echoed throughout the surrounding area. Dream was far more agile than you'd expected and his arrows seemed to burst like a firecracker as they found their mark. His brother seemed to transform into a form that struck so much more fear into you than his first had, so much so that you couldn't bear to watch them any further.

"hey, are you alright?"

You startled and glanced to your left to find the monochromatic skeleton had hauled himself to his feet and apparently had also noticed you.

He looked rather banged up but fortunately didn't seem to have any broken bones or other obvious injuries. Although, there were several tears in his jacket, which you could now see was actually short sleeved and that he was wearing a long sleeved shirt underneath. The ends of his cape were also frayed but you could tell they were already like that before he'd been whipped into a tree.

However, the most striking details about him were his white eyelights, that almost seemed to have a soft purple glow at the center, and an old jagged red scar under his right eye socket. He seemed genuinely concerned about you too, which was a little odd since you were the one who'd originally been concerned about him.

"Yeah, I'm okay, I think..." you managed to respond.

His bonebrows knit together in a way that seemed to suggest that he didn't fully believe you. He didn't choose to press you further though and instead retrieved his daggers from the ground where he'd dropped them earlier.

"okay then, but you should probably try to get as far away from here as you can. as you can see, things get messy fast when these two meet."

"You don't need to tell me twice."

With one last glance to make sure you really were okay, he charged back into the fray again, leaving you to figure out how you were going to get back up the hill. The rain had left the already steep slope much softer than usual and even if you crawled up on your hands and knees, there was no way you'd make it without sliding back down.

Which meant you'd have to find another way.

While you were trying not to focus on the terrifying fight going on, you couldn't ignore it completely. Still, you did your best to make as little noise as possible and hoped that they were all too occupied to notice you.

Just as you'd found a place with decent looking handholds to haul yourself up, you heard someone shout a warning from behind you.

As you turned to see what was going on, your vision was engulfed in a bright blue light.

You heard something impact the rocks behind you.

Then you heard a crumbling sound and felt some small stones hit your head.

[...]

When you came to, you were lying on your back staring up at the grey sky. You could still hear fighting so you must've only been out for a few minutes. You started to sit up but a firm hand on your shoulder kept you from doing so.

"easy there." The monochromatic skeleton was leaning over you now and he still looked rather concerned. His pale eyelights flitted over your face looking for injuries before focusing on a spot just above your right temple.

Your head was throbbing in such a way that you knew you'd get a headache later and when you gingerly ran your fingers over your scalp, you discovered that you were bleeding. Whatever had knocked you out had apparently been sharp enough to give you what seemed to be a nasty cut.

As soon as you'd registered this, the skeleton quickly tore off a section from his cape and wrapped it around your head to serve as a makeshift bandage. He also applied a firm but gentle pressure in an attempt to stem the bleeding. You couldn't help but admire how calm he was as anyone else would probably be a little panicked in this situation. It was almost like he had done this many times before.

"What happened?" you finally asked.

His cool demeanor faltered for a moment to be replaced with a tight frown. "you were spotted by nightmare and he tried to grab you, but dream stopped him..."

You noticed his phalanges twitch as if he wanted to clench his fists before stopping himself and continuing to try to patch you up. Sensing that there was something else that he wasn't saying out loud, you tried to press him further.

"I'm grateful of course, but what's bothering you about it?"

"he was careless and if his aim had been off just a bit more, he could've actually hit you," he grumbled under his breath.

He closed his eyes and took a long-suffering breath. When he seemed to have calmed down some, he made eye contact with you again.

"are you alright otherwise? does anything else hurt?" he asked.

You took a second to flex each of your limbs, but other than a few aches that would probably just become bruises, you didn't seem to have any other injuries.

"No, I think I'm fine. A bit shaken up but that's pretty normal in these situations, right?"

He raised a bonebrow and was about to respond when a sound that sounded like a mix between a harsh hiss and a deep growl interrupted him. He whirled in the direction it had come from, simultaneously drawing his daggers that he must've sheathed earlier when he had stopped to help you.

Two shadows wielding battleaxes had seemingly appeared out of nowhere and they started advancing on the two of you. With the black armour they were wearing and the way they easily dwarfed everyone else on the battlefield, you knew these guys were bad news. Other than the glow of their cyan eyelights, they were entirely black and while it was hard to tell, save for their sharp teeth and claws, they also appeared to be skeletons.

Your rescuer didn't hesitate for a second before basically launching himself at them. When they responded to his assault by swinging their heavy weapons, you half expected him to get knocked back, but he ducked under one and sidestepped the other.

He moved so quickly that you could barely keep track of him with your eyes but it seemed that he was using his smaller stature to his advantage. He wasn't wearing heavy armour either which meant he could dodge pretty much every blow with relatively little effort.

In the blink of an eye, he sliced clean through one's torso and simultaneously beheaded the other.

The bodies of the shadowy skeletons seemed to flicker before dissolving into thin air.

He'd won!

"Wow..." you gasped. "I could tell you were good but I didn't know you were that good..."

He nodded and took a cursory glance around the area before letting himself relax again. He was breathing quite heavily after all that, but there was a small glimmer of relief in his pale eyelights when he looked back at you.

"thanks." He seemed to study you for a moment before approaching and holding out his hand. "do you think you can walk?"

"Yeah..." As he helped you to your feet, you felt your cheeks grow slightly warm and you were certain that you were blushing.

What was this day? You'd never seen any skeleton monsters before now and when one of them had showed this much concern for your well-being, you were reduced to nothing but a flustered mess, as if you were a grade schooler with a crush all of the sudden.

He held onto your hand for a few seconds longer than he probably should've but when he realized, he quickly dropped it like he'd been burned. Even though he looked away immediately afterwards, you thought you saw a soft purple glow flicker across his cheekbones.

In that moment, you were struck with the realization that he looked kinda cute. Unfortunately, he seemed a bit unsure of himself all of the sudden, despite how confident he'd been fighting moments prior. It was...rather endearing actually.

"Hey, um, thanks for stopping to help and...for just saving my life too."

He smiled and, while it was a small one, you could almost feel how genuinely glad he was. He let out a soft chuckle and fiddled with the wrapped handle of one of his daggers as that same purple glow coloured his zygomatic arch again.

"yeah...of course. i couldn't just ignore you, especially when you had no part in this," he muttered.

You introduced yourself before asking the one question that had been on your mind from the moment you had first seen him. "What's your name?"

He opened his mouth to answer when a bright light from the still ongoing battle grabbed your attention.

While his clothes had been slightly torn and dirtied, Dream stood tall with his bow drawn, ready to fire the notched golden arrow at his brother. He'd only been using blue energy arrows before, but this one seemed much more powerful, if the magic that was pouring from it like a hungry flame was any indication.

In contrast, Nightmare was in a combat ready position with his tentacles poised to strike. His clothing seemed relatively untouched, but the inky substance covering him had either served to protect him or at the very least hide any damage he'd incurred.

While both skeletons were breathing heavily, Nightmare definitely seemed like he was much more worn out than his brother. Which was probably why Dream had brought the others along in the first place now that you thought about it.

Time seemed to stand still as the golden skeleton let the arrow fly.

The world was instantly bathed in an explosion of light.

The nightmarish one let out an anguished scream and clutched his chest as he fell to his knees.

The edges of his form seemed to blur together and for a moment you wondered if he would disappear like the dark skeletons had earlier.

Then the ground suddenly erupted around the golden skeleton.

He was abruptly run through with several black tentacles.

Your hands flew to your mouth in shock as he collapsed as well.

The monochromatic skeleton next to you seemed frozen in shock but in the few seconds that he hesitated, the other two reached Dream first. They seem to briefly examine him before the one in blue gingerly picked up the injured skeleton.

The skeleton in brown swung his large paintbrush which summoned a swirling golden vortex in mid air.

"Cross! We have to go now!" the blue skeleton shouted.

That seemed to spur the skeleton by your side into action and he started to hurry towards them, but stopped himself and glanced back at you. He had a conflicted expression on his skull, as if he knew that he should go with his colleagues but he also looked like he didn't want to leave just yet.

"Cross? Is that your name?" you asked.

He nodded firmly, "yeah..."

"You should probably go with them. I'll be fine, okay?"

He hesitated for a moment longer before his skull took on a determined expression. "stay safe then," he said before sprinting across the valley to the others.

They disappeared into the portal and silence blanketed the forest once more and for the second time today, you shouldered your bag and rifle, neither of which seemed to have been damaged from the debris that had hit you.

Just before you climbed back up the hill, you glanced around the little valley. While a couple of trees had been knocked over, no lasting damage seemed to have been caused by the conflict. There wasn't even any bodies that you'd have to think about burying.

[...]

Time passed as it always did. Summer came and went without anything else out of the ordinary happening and you began preparing for Winter.

You couldn't stop thinking about the kind skeleton that had saved your life. His skills were impressive and you'd never met anyone who actually knew how to fight like he did since it really wasn't necessary nowadays. Oddly enough though, you began to realize that you also found him...handsome.

You'd never heard or met any other skeletons before him and you certainly hadn't since. Maybe they were very rare or maybe there just weren't any living in the area. Either way, it was probably because you'd never found actual skeletons scary. You never would've imagined actually being attracted to one though, monster or not.

You wished you could see him again.

But you didn't know where he was from or really anything else about him besides his name.

So you tried to it put out of your mind and focus on stockpiling food and fuel for Winter.

Today you were chopping up some firewood. You'd been doing a little at a time over the past few weeks so as to not overwork yourself and by now you'd managed to stockpile just about two month's worth. You estimated that you were probably almost halfway done but you wanted to be sure you had enough just in case.

Just as you cleaved yet another log in half, you heard someone approaching from the forest. With your trusty axe still in hand, you turned to see who or what was intruding on your little piece of rustic paradise.

To your shock, Cross was standing only a few paces away from you. He looked much the same as he did before, although his uniform had since been mended.

"uh, hey again," he said in a quiet tone of voice.

For a moment, you were tongue-tied but quickly tried to recover. "H-hey! Um, what...brings you out here in the middle of nowhere?"

A purple glow flickered across his cheekbones and he rubbed the back of his cerebral vertebrae. "i wanted...to come check on you..." he muttered. "i hope this doesn't sound weird, but i just had to see you again..."

You leaned your axe against the chopping block so as to not risk dropping it on your toes. Running a hand over your face, you couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.

"No, it's not weird. I was actually hoping we'd see each other again."

His eye sockets widened in surprise and his pale eyelights quickly scanned your face as if he didn't believe what he'd heard. After a few moments, he grinned, although his cheekbones were still flushed that beautiful purple which you thought was adorable.

"really? you don't mind that i just showed up? i mean, i would've called first but..." He glanced away from you as he trailed off.

"Well, I don't exactly get cell service out here so you couldn't have anyways," you responded with a chuckle.

Cross chuckled as well as he moved closer to you. "on another note, did you need any help here?" he asked as he motioned to the pile of wood.

"I think I'm done for now but if you don't mind, you could help me carry all this back to the cabin," you suggested and began to scoop up an armful.

He nodded and started to pick up what was left of the pile. You walked around to the front door and propped it open to make it easier to bring the firewood inside. By the time you'd unloaded your armful in the large stack you had been steadily building, Cross appeared in the doorway with a much larger armful of wood. He didn't seem to be struggling with the weight but he also didn't have a free hand to unload.

You couldn't help but smile at the sight of him and wondered how he'd even managed to pick up such a large amount in the first place. Still, you took pity on him and started taking off a couple of the pieces from the top of his armful.

"You didn't just bring all of the firewood in at once, did you?" you teased.

He smirked but shrugged his shoulders as his hands were still occupied. "well, it wouldn't make sense to go back and forth if we didn't have to, right?"

You shook your head and just continued helping him. He was right in a way. If he hadn't offered to help, you would've had to make probably a dozen trips, which would have been pretty tiring.

Your fingers brushed against his hand by accident and you quickly pulled back. Although, Cross didn't seem to notice your embarrassment and he finished stacking the remaining pieces of wood he had been holding.

Clearing your throat, you tried to distract yourself from what had just happened. "So, how are you doing?"

"i'm doing alright, i suppose," he hummed. "what about you? did your injuries heal properly?"

You nodded, "Yeah, I don't even think it left a scar but if it did, my hair covers everything anyways."

His expression turned into one of relief. "that's good, i'm really sorry that i had to leave abruptly like that."

"No, I completely understand!" You hesitated for a second before asking, "Was...Dream okay...?"

His eye sockets narrowed and he seemed to grow more serious for a moment. "yeah, he's fine."

"Oh, that's great to hear."

A bit of an awkward silence settled between both of you. Since he seemed like he wasn't going to expound on what had happened further, you decided to try to lighten the mood and motioned for him to sit down on the couch by the fireplace. He sat down gratefully but his posture seemed a bit stiff.

"Can I tell you something?"

He tilted his skull and gave you a curious look. "what's up?"

Rather than answer immediately, you reached over and placed your hand on his. He briefly glanced down but when he didn't pull away, you took that as a signal that he was okay with the contact for the time being.

"This sounds weird, but I haven't been able to get you out of my head for months."

One of his bonebrows twitched but his expression otherwise remained neutral.

You took a deep breath and continued. "Cross... I really like you."

He placed his other hand on top of yours and smiled. "well, that does sound weird...but i really like you too." His cheekbones flushed with purple as he spoke but he didn't look away from you this time.

You couldn't help but laugh. This conversation felt like it'd come straight from a fairytale and yet it was real. Your heart swelled with joy and while you were certain your cheeks had turned bright red, you couldn't care less right now.

Cross chuckled softly and, to your surprise, he reached over to wrap an arm around your shoulders. This brought you closer together but not uncomfortably so. Even like this, it seemed he was still being considerate of your feelings.

"does this mean i can come over again to see you?" he asked in a quiet voice.

You nodded vigorously, "For sure!"

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runasaster · 2 months

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I never read the comics or what he did to Nightmare, but I just love the idea of Dream becoming God like from the golden apples and just spreading positivity like mad.

Imma make my own version soon since the original is so problematic (sorry if ya thought I shipped Dreammare🙃)

Swad belongs to @song_song_a (Tumblr account is gone)

#art #fanart #utmv #undertale multiverse #undertale fanart #utmv fanart #dreamtale au #dreamtale #swapdream #swad #x reader #dream sans #dream x reader #reader insert #my art #digital art #digital arwork #no proshippers #undertale au

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dragonridernoobie · 4 months

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How Dream Sans act when they meet someone they like/love.

My request are still open!!!!

💫Friend Faze💫

How you guys met was by you finding him. You where walking home when you found him in a alley holding a broken arm.

He just got done fighting the bad sans(es).

Being the nice person you are you take him home and help him

This is where you're friendship starts.

He will come by alot to check on you to see if you where ok.

He loves being around you since you are filled with positive feelings.

I can also see him as that friend that will always make you happy and will help you to get out of a dark place.

Eventually you guys will get close enough together that he will tell you bis story and his happy that you don't judge him.

He will always come to you when he is free, since being with you almost feels like at hoke.

💘Crush Faze💘

When he realized he had a crush is when you where comforting him after a nightmare.

It was a dream about how he lost his brother.

When you held him, calming you down, you started to hum a soft tune.

This is where he is like (oh shit....I'm in love....)

Expect him to be more shy around you and trying to make you laugh.

He will always get you coffee and doughnut in the morning

He will always try to keep you more safe since he dosent want to lose you to nightmare.

He will also be a giant goof ball and stutters when talking to you.

This dude, fell HARD

💞Dating Faze💞

When he Confessed his feelings, he actually asked you out.

Came to you with roses, chocolate, a teddy bear, and got on one knee and asked you for the honor to take you out.

Obviously you said yes. (If you didn't, shame on you)

When you guys started to date, awwww man.

This dude is a cuddles.

Like, 24/7 no space, only cuddles.

I would say he Is a massive simp in certain situations.

He will always look Hella scary behind you if somone florts with you.

Did I mention cuddles?

He loves making you happy.

He also likes cuddles.

🚫NSFW🚫

Ok, so this is where I don't know which he is.

Because I see him as a bottom and a top.

I see him being horny and not horny.

So I'm gonna do this.

This dude is horny when you are. If you want to be top, he will be bottom. If you want to be ravaged (😏), then he is top.

I don't see this man into nest, probably just fine with cuddling on a bed or couch.

But dude....even tho this man is only horny when you are, he is kinky.

Kinks: edging, oral, anul, 69, toys, praise kink, magic use???, bandage, public sex.

This dude is packing a whole 7 inches. His gurth is also good.

He has a knot, but it'd on the small side. Not enough to hurt you, but enough to make it noticeable.

Gonna do nightmare next since the poll was 50/50. Hope you enjoyed this! Please request if you want to! I'm always open!

#headcanon #dreamtale #dream sans #dream sans x reader #sans x reader

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timbertumbr · 2 years

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Yoooo so I saw your writing and was like yasssssss. I was wondering if I could request horror sans, Error, Dream and Nightmare (I didn’t see a limit on characters, so if it’s to much I’m sorry 😭) where their s/o is incredibly clumsy and basically casually falls down two flights of stairs and gets up acting fine.

Walking Disaster (Various Sans X Reader)

Fair, I didn’t really make a limit. I would prefer staying in the single digits though lol, I just pick whatever ones I see and have an idea for and go for it. I hope you enjoy!

Horror Sans-

-He's incredibly concerned!

-He'll start carrying a bag full of medical supplies, cause even though you say you're fine, he's not having it.

"Sans I'm fine-"

"I'll be the judge of that,"

-He can and will start giving you piggy back rides down stairs. Hell, he may even use what little magic he has left and carry you down the stairs.

"Sans please-"

"Hush, I carry you,"

-If you do have a tumble and he examined you, you bet he's going to make you rest and get you EVERYTHING you need.

"Sans I don't need this many blankets-"

"Yes you do, now you're safe in the blanket burrito,"

-You may need to call Papyrus to talk some sense into him if he goes overboard.

Error-

-Let's be real, he'll panic when he sees this the first time. He'd be glitching and everything while frantically looking for injuries.

-When he sees you're fine, he'll be jumpy and have an eye on you the entire day.

-But when it keeps happening and you keep turning up fine, he'll eventually stop caring. He'll even think it's funny sometimes.

"Seriously, how do you do this?"

"Magic?"

"I checked, it's definitely not magic,"

-Somedays, he'll just string you up and place you at the bottom of every step cause he'd rather not have a soul attack. He may be used to it, but the fear of you getting hurt or worse never fades.

-He'll sometimes cocoon you in his strings and keep you in his plane of existence (with your consent, because consent is important), he thinks it's cute and makes sure you're comfortable.

"Need anything?"

"Freedom,"

"Fine, but you're staying within my sight," (He really doesn't want to have a soul attack)

"Kay,"

-Biggest worry wart of the bunch despite acting like he doesn't care. Behind Dream anyway.

Dream-

-CONCERNED.

"OH MY GOD ARE YOU OKAY, DO YOU NEED TO GO TO THE HOSPITAL?!"

"Nah dude, this happens like every other day,"

"WHAT."

-He'll literally start an investigation about your strange phenomenon.

"Does the length of the stairs play a role? What about the railing? Is there a curse on you?"

"What makes you think I know?"

"BECAUSE IT KEEPS HAPPENING!"

"Yeah, doesn't mean I know the quantum physics of it,"

"HOW?!"

-Expect getting checked up every hour or so?

"Hello?"

"Fallen down any stairs yet?"

"No, not yet,"

"Alright good, call me when you do,"

-The most chaotic out of all of them.

Nightmare-

-Literally the most chill out of all of them. You fall down some stairs and he's just looking at you blankly while approaching you.

"Does it hurt?"

"Nope, I never get hurt when this happens,"

"Huh. Neat,"

-May or may not use this to his advantage. Just place Dream at the bottom of a staircase and ask you to walk down it. Chaos ensues.

"Okay, woop, there I go,"

"What the- ACK!"

"Note to self, test different materials for body armour, see if it affects the "invincible staircase fall" phenomenon,"

"Rude,"

"Maybe not, sorry,"

"It's fine, wanna get nice cream?"

"Sure."

#error #error sans #dreamtale #dreamtale dream #dreamtale dream x reader #dream x reader #errortale #horrortale x reader #horrortale #horrortale sans #horrortale sans x reader #sans x reader #sans #dreamtale nightmare #dreamtale nightmare x reader #dreamtale nightmare sans #nightmare x reader #nightmare sans #nightmare

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iiotic · 5 months

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‧꒰ა Alternative responses to "We have a problem"

- UT Sans: "Let me guess. You caused it?

- Error sans: "You call it a problem. I call it a solution."

- Ink sans: "And it's another Tuesday, what's your point?"

- Nightmare sans: "Would shooting you solve the problem? No? Then get out."

- Dream sans: "If you mean the flaming pillar, that's out solution to the last week's problem. "

- Reaper sans: "Gimme a sec, I'm not drunk enough to listen to this yet."

#Spotify #sans #dreamtale #ink sans #dream sans #undertale sans #undertale #undertale au #reaper sans x reader #reaper sans #dream sans x reader #ink sans x reader #nightmare sans x reader #nightmare sans #error sans x reader #error sans #sans x reader

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skeleboiii84 · 1 year

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Hey! I was wondering if we could see NM and Dream x reader (separate) where reader teases them and is just a little shit and it ends spicy? I love these two so much. Have a great day! <3

Why hello there darling! Of course you can! You've been waiting quite a while for this so I apologize 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️ so let's get on with this one~

WARNING THAT THE FOLLOWING CONTAINS SEXUAL THEMES

NIGHTMARE~

Ok yeahhhh sorry sweetheart this dickwad isn't going easy on you-

He'll chase you down the hallway, up the stairs into the bedroom-

You fell DIRECTLY into this mfs trap

And when he gets his hands on you for teasing you it's his turn

Uh oh-

Handcuffed to the bed immediately- and when he bites down on your flesh he'll make you feel him-

Literally- like he'll dry hump you until your needy and aching for him -.3-.

Shattered dream~

Like Nightmare he'll probably tease you back- but different slightly-

He'll let you be a little shit allllllllllllll you want sweetheart but it's his turn to laugh when you both fuck and he permanently leaves a vibrator inside you-

Get ready to lose all decency and state of mind every time this asshole edges you with that thing

And when you complain and whine he'll simply say 'don't blame me for the punishment you deserve Sweetheart~'

Oh yeah good luck- he'll torture you until you cum and embarrass yourself because it gets him off-

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Enjoy my thirsty darlings!🖤🧡💦 for those wondering I'm not taking requests until I clear the ones that are already in my inbox! Thank you all for your patience!

#UndertaleAU #husbones #smut #spicy #dreamtale #nightmare sans x reader #nightmare sans #papi nootmare #ahattered dream sans #shattered dream x reader #Shattered dream #thirst

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skelesunderthetale · 15 days

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Best ways to give them affection, and their favorite way of receiving it? (You can do whoever you wish, I only ask that Nightmare and Killer are included :] )

What are the best ways to show them affection

Characters: Nightmare, Killer, Dream, Geno

💘

Dreamtale (Nightmare) He is probably the least affectionate guy here, and in the whole world, but he does have his weak spots when he’s feeling a bit less defensive… Nightmare likes little things like you making him his favorite drink, tidying his bookshelves, watering his clearly dying plants he likes to keep outside. Notice how everything he likes doesn’t require his presence? He likes it the best when it’s subtle. You don’t have to tell him what you did, he’ll notice eventually. Something New (Killer) Killer likes affection when it can boost his ego. For example, Killer prefers when you ask what he’d like to do and then participate in whatever activity he feels like doing, it shows a certain kind of selflessness. Another example would be just making sure he’s taking care of himself, because we all know that isn’t really happening. He likes the attention you give to him and his well being. Most of the time, he acts like he doesn’t care or shrugs it off, but don’t be fooled. It’s just the only way for him to grip on his last hope that he didn’t completely fall for you. His feelings are shaking him up quite a bit. Dreamtale (Dream) Dream isn’t asking for things often, he’s more used to giving attention to others than people doing so towards him. But since he’s with you, everything has changed. You made him come out of his shell, you made him feel better about being “selfish” and being himself. That’s when he started showing you that his favorite thing to do with you was cuddle. Simple, right? Well, for him, it was a big deal. And when you guys started to make it a regular thing, he felt like he was in heaven. Just a hug from you, his face buried in your neck, is enough to charge his battery up. Aftertale (Geno) Geno misses affection, the warm feeling he used to have when he was in company of his family and friends back then. It got taken away from him, and he suffered enough. When he met and eventually started dating you, it’s like all those feelings came back, like he could feel that same joy again. He loves receiving compliments, any type of praise towards him makes the little part of his soul left warm up. He’s easily embarrassed, but he is like that. He loves you, and even more if you can easily word up your affection. --- I hope this suits what you asked for :))

#sans x reader #undertale #undertale aus #dreamtale #sanses x reader #nightmare sans x reader #killer sans x reader #killertale #dream sans x reader #bad guys x reader #star sanses x reader #aftertale #geno sans x readerx #sans au x reader #sanses au x reader #undertale au x reader

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an4mations · 8 months

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Guys. What if Dreamtale, but modern?

Dream and Nightmare are somehow teleported into our world (they were arguing and their two different auras clashed against each other so hard that they got teleported through a portal formed from it).

They both would have a hard time understanding everything...especially technology. I think Nightmare would handle it better though. He looks like a techy person for some reason to me. Dream would probably take up the profession of a therapist or counsellor. I just know it. No questions.

Aaaand this part is still up for debate (mostly me being indecisive).

Y/N finds them roaming the streets, feeling almost dumbfounded by two literal skeletons walking down the street. They become pretty good friends as Y/N shows them the way of the modern life. *hint hint*

Still thinking of what to name this :v

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aylish91 · 6 months

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Your writing is fantastic! I'm always so excited to read anything you post. Congratulations on all the followers!

Would it be OK to ask for something Dream x Reader? Happy, sad, angsty, fluffy, whatever you feel inspired to write (I'm sorry, I know that's not a very helpful prompt ^^; )

Thank you so much and thank you for giving me the opportunity to write this self-indulgent piece!!! Though it kicked my anus at times, I enjoyed it! It has an alternate ending for a Royal Au that's not quite finished as well. I will reblog it with the addition as soon as it is completed.

For now, have a dream meeting our fair reader in an older Au! I feel as if Dream would like the nostalgia once in a while. 😉

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To Meet Beneath the Old Apple Tree

Nestled into the woods outside of your village stood an old apple tree. It sat far enough from the road that others seldom visited but close enough one could walk without trouble. It had been there since you could remember, and though old, it stood tall, reliably bearing fruit throughout the years. Steadfast and reliable. But most importantly, it was your favorite place to spend your time.

From how the sun shone through the leaves, to the trickling of the nearby creek; It created a sense of calm and safety. It was the only place that brought you a semblance of peace.

You stared, contemplating the bountiful fruit above you. Birdsong echoed through the canopy but you remained still, thoughtful of your goal of gathering apples. They were ripe and in season, providing the sweetest of fruits for your endeavor.

If you could reach them.

It was a real conundrum. You had gathered as many of the low-hanging fruit as you could, but the rest were seemingly out of reach. Even standing on your toes, your fingers barely touched their bottoms. You couldn’t get enough of a hold to pull them down.

You huffed, wondering whether it was worth trying for more. You had enough to make something small, but the thought of leaving without a full basket gave you pause.

Apples were better before they fell to rot on the ground…

Making a decision, you settled on bringing a large rock over from the creek. It gave you the extra height you needed. Unfortunately, its nature and shape were not suited to the purpose for which it was being used. Though the apples were in reach, the rock wobbled dangerously beneath you. Undeterred, you carried on.

However, you did not anticipate a finely gloved hand brushing passed yours.

“Perhaps I may assist y—"

Your soul lept into your throat. You had not expected anyone to come this far down the path. The jolt it caused had the rock rolling and you tumbling back with a cry. Apples flew from your basket to litter the ground. Had it not been for the strong arms pulling you against a sturdy chest, you had no doubt you would have injured your ankle.

Through your heavy breaths, the concerned voice of your savior pulled at the back of your mind, their words not registering from the panic and apologies hanging on your lips. Scrambling to right yourself and turn, the subtle pressure along your arms escaped you.

“Oh my goodness! Forgive me! I didn’t realize...”

Your mind stalled. Finally looking up, you found yourself in awe. Golden eyelights and fine linen captivated you with their intricate designs. Despite the gentleman being of bone, his expressions were smooth, filled with a worry that radiated warmth you couldn’t comprehend. The soft chuckle as he spoke only served to instill your amazement.

“Please. It’s quite alright. No need for apologies. It is I who should be apologizing. I should have announced myself sooner.” Glancing towards the rock, his smile turned sheepish. “It was not my intention to startle you.”

The motion made your cheeks burn. You had not intended anyone seeing you foolishly teetering for apples, let alone someone of their standing. Adding to your shame, you only now realized he had been bracing your arms when his gloves gently slid over your sleeves. You didn’t know how to hold yourself. Opting for the customary politeness you were accustomed to, you did your best to ignore the lingering touch.

“You are too kind, My Lord. But if it wasn’t for my silliness, there would not have been a need to worry. But I do thank you for preventing my fall.”

His hands slid lower to grasp yours, lightly bringing one to his teeth. It made you painfully aware of his natural heat through the contact.

“My Lady, I would gladly catch you a thousand times if it got you to fall for me but once.”

You swear his eyelights brightened.

“M-my Lord!”

You didn’t think your face could become any hotter. You simply couldn’t find the words. You had known the man less than a few minutes and he was already sweeping you off your feet, physically and metaphorically. It turned you into a stuttering blushing mess as you desperately tried to calm yourself. It came with no surprise when he gave another chuckle, relinquishing his hold to step back and bow at the waist.

“My name is Dream. I do hope you can forgive me. I seem to keep getting ahead of myself. Something about this place…” His gaze wandered through the branches before he shook his head. “But I digress. Allow me to help you. It is the least I can do.”

…

Everything about the man in front of you was different. Strange, but charming and new.

With a great bit of deliberation and halfhearted denials to his pleas, you eventually relented to his help. Its oddity continued to perplex you. No one had ever taken the time before, and surely not as enthusiastically as Dream. His soft smile had remained as he knelt to gather fallen apples, offering small talk as you went. You couldn’t stop the smile his help in reaching more brought you. The longer you spent with him, the more relaxed and at ease you became.

You paid no mind when the basket filled and you both made your way to sit in the soft grass. The conversation was enjoyable, his company desired. You didn’t want it to end. He was as warm as the sun and just as interesting to speak with.

Unfortunately, all things must come to an end. Yours came in the form of a hurried skeleton monster dressed in white and black, hand gripping the hilt of a drawn sword as he called for your companion.

Dream, similarly, was quick to turn in answer.

“Cross! I was not expecting you. What…” For the first time, Dream’s features tightened into a well-hidden cringe. “Give me a moment. I will be with you shortly.”

Branches from the apple tree swayed above you, their fruit glinting in the light. You hated the look of regret Dream gave as he extended a hand to guide you. The way he avoided looking at you directly had your heart sinking.

“…It appears our time has come to an end. Though, I must confess. For what little moment we’ve shared, you have bewitched me body and soul. I have never known another that has captivated me so...” The gold of his eyelights finally met yours, hypnotic in the way their light swirled when your hands clasped one another’s. “It would do me a great honor if I could see you again.”

Something pulsed in your chest.

It felt like you could burst. You must have looked so strange with how wide your smile became. It wrinkled your eyes and made it harder to see.

“Of course! Please, I would like nothing more!” If there was any way you could see him again after this, you wanted to take it.

“Then so we shall. Right here? In a fortnight?”

The sun shone brighter through the trees, bringing with it a hope you thought you had long since forgotten. “I’ll be waiting.”

As quickly as he came, Dream left through the winding path, the strange knight following at his side. You were left dazed, watching long after they had vanished through the trees. Soul thrumming, phantom breath from his parting embrace pulled at the back of your mind.

… You would wait. Willingly and hopeful, you’d wait beneath the boughs of the old apple tree.

Dreamtale Aus GrandMaster

#emeraldhazeart #my writing #writing requests #undertale #undertale fanfiction #dreamtale #dream sans #dream x reader #x reader #Cross: why were you talking so funny?#Dream: Don't worry about it 😊#love at first sight... maybe?#no beta

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3nergy-spirit · 1 year

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how about...

general smut headcanons with swap and dream separately? maybe with a small drabble included? 👀

>:) you naughty anon ! your my first !

*2 small smut drabbles included*

DO NOT INTERACT IF YOU ARE UNCOMFY

Swap Sans/Dream Sans Smut Headcanons *seperate*

-swap majorly has a praise kink

-you cannot tell me otherwise

-but hes also a switch

-he likes the feeling of your soft skin on his boney phalanges

-most definitely the type to mcfugging eat you out

-creampies.

-hes probably the loudest during sexual intercourse

-safeword incase he goes to far

-hes very big.

-no i mean the chubbiness on his ecto-stomach

-but hes still big over THERE too

-hes a big guy on aftercare

-he likes taking care of you after sex all the time

-mostly because hes the magnificent sans and he most take care of his beloved.

- slight breeding kink?

imagine, in your room, dimly lit candles flashing inside of their cylinder glasses, the smell of lavender faintly filling your nostrils, the fan being turned on, and swirling in circles to provide wind. the nighttime slowly coming in to welcome sleepiness and crickets to chirp, the moon coming out, shining itself through the curtained windows. you were sat on the bed with your skele-boyfriend blue, inbetween your legs on his knees, picking your legs up around your knees and straddling you, preparing you for whats to come while he looked in a calm seductive way.

-dreams a switch too

-he loves praising you

-he uses his aura to make you feel good during intercourse

-he has thorns on his dick

-but thats only to ensure fertilization if you two want kids

-its basically like, after you two orgasm your walls collide onto the thorns and doesn't allow you to well, get your folds off of his member just for around half and hour before you to detach from one another

-kinda like cockwarming

-back on cockwarming you two do that when dream is doing something like paperwork

-when your both feeling frisky

-hes soft dom

-he likes putting his crown on your head because he wants you to feel special

-he loses himself during intercourse and may go fast.

-too fast.

-he mostly likes explaining what you two want to do first before getting it on

-like explaining kinks and other sexual things.

imagine, a royally built room filled with light yellowe paint, the wardrobes and nightstands looking beautiful in the dim sunset lamp, everything looked like they were something very superior and expensive, the bed fixed with stuffies dream had got for you. the fan being turned on to support you two when you were hot, the curtains opened, allowing the dim sunset to enter the room before night came. dream was sat on a chair, sitting on a desk full of paperwork, writing with a pen. dreams pants were pulled down to reach his knees, his belt with a golden round rectangular coin engraved with "DS" on it on the ground. you were sat on dreams lap, your *what your wearing to cover your legs* nowhere to be seen on you but just your *what you wear to cover your stomach and chest* to be on you, you laid your head on dreams shoulder, your clitoral folds squeezing at dreams member, waiting for any sudden movement. dream rested his head on yours before kissing your neck and holding your back and lightly rubbing it before speaking in a low tone.

"now, now, after i finish this paperwork we can get started with what you want."

I NEED MORE REQUESTS FUCK-

#dreamtale #dream sans x reader #dream sans #swap sans x reader #underswap #swap sans #undertale x reader #undertale au #undertale

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undertale-writing-times · 4 months

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Ok so- hear me out- imagine this for nightmare and dream.

They have an s/o, everything is great! Although whenever they were in a bad mood, s/o would immediately know, and would sometimes complain that their negativity gave them headaches . At first they think nothing of it, they probably just weren’t that great at hiding their emotions, and the headache was probably just s/o being sad about them being upset. but soon by the way s/o described it, they noticed that it…was not normal. They described it as if they could sense the emotions around them!

As soon as Dream/Nightmare notices, they do a bit of questioning, and they’re able to figure out their s/o has the same ability to sense emotions as they do! S/o just had no idea that was what it was, and thought it was completely normal to see/sense peoples emotions like they do.

How the heck do they even have this power??? How do Dream/Nightmare even react to something like this?

This was such a good idea! :D Thank you for sending it to me!

Nightmare: At first Nightmare thought it was annoying, his S/o was being much too sensitive. He didn't react to his annoyance too often, normally he didn't shout or anything. He did get annoyed often though, just didn't react to it. Then he started to ask questions about their headaches, wondering if there was anything that he could do to help them stop getting the headaches. They reminded him of himself when he was younger when he was around too many positive emotions. Negative positive feelings, of course... Then he started to piece things together, and he was... confused? “You say that you can... sense that I am annoyed?” when he got the approval, he lets out a little hum and decides to try to do some tests. Finally he finds out the truth, you have similar powers to that of his own. How interesting... “No, that does not seem to be very normal with humans, Y/n.” he's going to keep an eye on this, see how far it goes, while also working on controlling his anger. He hated to be the cause of headaches for his datemate. He also helps them learn ways to control it so they wouldn't get headaches as often.

Dream: Dream tries his best to not be in bad moods, even when he's alone, he feels like he doesn't deserve to be allowed to feel bad. He's literally the guardian of positive emotions and positive energy. How is he supposed to be able to feel negative? Plus it also hurts you, for some reason... he finds it kinda exciting and wants to know exactly how you're able to tell whenever he feels bad. He thought that he's normally really good at hiding it! After a bit, he decides to ask some questions, and he learns that you could kinda... sense and or see emotions. It was a lot like what he could do, which was a shock! How in the world were you able to do that? It's a little worrying because now he couldn't hide it if he did feel bad. At least now he has an excuse to talk about his problems?

#Dreamtale #Dreamtale Dream #Dreamtale Dream Sans #Dreamtale Nightmare #Dreamtale Nightmare Sans #Dream #Dream X Reader #Reader X Dream #Nightmare #Nightmare X Reader #Reader X Nightmare #undertale alternate universe #undertale alternate timeline #undertale ask blog #undertale imagines #undertale au

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ask-sibverse · 1 month

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so how would the star sanses and bad gang decide on custody of reader?

Oh it would probably be during truce negotiations. Still absolute chaos though.

"You can't just keep them all to yourself!" Dream protested. "They have a home and friends outside of all of us!"

"Not many in their home AU," Ink said unhelpfully. "A lot of Sanses though." Dream glared at him to shut him up.

Somehow you were apparently instrumental in getting both sides to agree to a truce and start mending things across the multiverse. You certainly didn't feel like you did much though, but that's what the Guardians kept insisting.

The biggest hang up on truce negotiations was... Well...

You.

Or more accurately, who gets to "have you." In Dust's words. Killer jokingly called it a "custody arrangement" before both Dream and Nightmare glared at him to shut him up.

Axe and Blue were trying to distract the non- Guardians so everyone would stop bothering them. Which then caused a mess in the kitchen Killer had to clean up because he was responsible, but at least the food was good.

You watched as Nightmare and Dream kept arguing and sighed. This was going to take a while...

#t1dreader #dreamtale dream #nightmare sans #dream sans #sans x reader #x reader #nightmare x reader #dream x reader

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skinandbonewelcomehome · 13 days

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𝑾𝑬𝑳𝑪𝑶𝑴𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑴𝒀 𝑩𝑳𝑶𝑮

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You may call me Cas! Or Candi, or Clown... I go by a few names but it's okay! I hope you stay a while! Remember to hydrate, eat a snack, and get plenty of rest!

If I forget about this account just shake the bottle I'm in!!! Trust me, nothing bad will happen!!!!

I write a lot! Typically about my hyperfixation(s).

I accept any sexuality, genders, or pronouns! I have pretty low standards!

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My writing requests are : OPEN!!!!

I write for Undertale and its AUs! I write about any version of Sans and Papyrus, and MAYBE some others, depending on who they are!

I'm willing to make self-indulgent things! Such as headcanons about your ocs (IF YOU PROVIDE ME WITH ENOUGH INFORMATION) and other characters!

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