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Black Envy (Analysis, LeviathanxNightmare)

Created on: 10/5/22

requested by: no one, this is me using an OC (OMIGOD! OCXCANON? CRIINNNGGEE) to try and motivate myself after a year of being dead. im supposed to be making a Christmas oneshot & killermare oneshot but im stressed and using analysis to relax before my AP class kills me with a large workload again

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canonically? this ain't gonna fly

Nightmare is more likely to use Leviathan as a servant and nothing more

Leviathan themselves feels they are done with romance after the disaster that was them and a monster named Aluminum breaking their heart

but lets dive into the dynamics of a possible ship anyways because let's be honest, none of the major ships are likely to happen in canon anyways

the basis for the dynamic that im using btw is the one from my old fic, "Curse You" (NightmarexCross). if you haven't read it yet, i won't spoil anything except for the short conversation between Leviathan & Nightmare

Leviathan is like Fresh or Error, a neutral entity that simply goes in and out of the castle and is permitted to do so because 1. trying to permanently take them out isn't worth the hassle because 2. they hardly do much damage to his team anyways aside from being an annoying little shit and 3. their existence is useful despite their neutral stance

Error fights with Ink, which can preoccupy the Star Sanses for any potential plans Nightmare has

Fresh is a parasite, probably can't be killed but he's a minor inconvenience at worst since Nightmare is strong enough to ensure and threaten Fresh to not attempt turning any of his henchmen into hosts

Leviathan doesn't directly help either side, but their presence alone can weaken Dream and strengthen Nightmare because they're a demon of the 7 mortal sins, specially ENVY. like the two guardians, they have an aura that Nightmare can take advantage of

Nightmare comments to himself in the oneshot however, that Leviathan is a coward and a fool for being too scared of embracing their power. Leviathan on the other hand thinks Nightmare is the fool for being so power-hungry without a particular goal in mind after spreading negativity

if the two were to become more intimate somehow, it'd be genuinely difficult for them to be okay. Nightmare isn't TOO affected by their aura of ENVY since he feeds off of it as a feeling of negativity, but his team sure is and are prone to becoming envious of one another or even their relationship. it'd be hard for them to come to terms with accepting one another's views as well since unlike with Crossmare or Killermare, Leviathan doesn't serve Nightmare nor do they support his goals in any way

Leviathan would look down on his attempt to spread negativity and could potentially ask him philosophical questions that he's just not ready for ("what exactly do you want from all this power? what is it you're looking for in all of this negativity? what then, when you're the king of the Multiverse?")

Nightmare would look down on his passiveness and refusal to act out of a fear of repeating mistakes, possibly being reminded of his old self before biting the black apple ("why do you just let these things happen? why don't you do anything about it? why do you act so weak when i know for a fact you're not?")

a lot of issues are bound to come out of this, especially since they're both likely to directly challenge each other's world views, and while Leviathan isn't likely to do much because of, again, their passiveness, Nightmare is likely to get irritated with the back and forth

Black Envy is probably a ship you'd want to save for angst and slow burns when they actually have the time and support to work out the kinks in their relationship to sail, but the multiverse isn't exactly like that now is it?

now for the what if scenarios that they miraculously work out being super stubborn about their perspectives for one another, would they work? well, lets see

Nightmare is mostly logic and business orientated, typically committed to his work unless on the rare occasion relaxing with the team. while Leviathan won't be like Killer in using his contagious positivity to have excitable fluff, they are quite chill and is capable of speaking Nightmare's language of common sense and reasoning to get him to take breaks or sit down and have a bit of fun

and when i say fun, i mean vibing. because going to be honest (in my own opinion), Nightmare doesn't seem like the type to do things like want to go out to amusement parks or arcades. he seems more like a quiet, home-date kinda of guy to me who'd prefer library dates or just quietly sitting together, or even watching a movie.

ANYWAYS-

would the vise versa happen? because relationships need to go both ways

well Leviathan is more of the vibe type of person who kinda of hangs around and goes at their own pace. Leviathan is a being of water, after all. and water does it's own thing, it's fluid. so the way i'll take it for a vise versa situation would be their abuse of substance addiction, or as noted in the previously mentioned "Curse You" oneshot, alcohol

they're a drinker, yeah. not going to go into it here, but they do have a problem

just as Leviathan can use the fact that Nightmare is a logical person to logically talk him out of overworking, Nightmare in all his intelligence is just as capable of using the fact Leviathan is a spontaneous individual to get them out of the drinking mood

so yeah, it works

Overall: i'll admit that i find Black Envy to be a really interesting ship and not because one of them is my OC (no offense to anyone but Cross is my favorite sans), since i like complex relationships with a lot going underneath the surface on both sides. i also like slowburns O-o canonically this could never work like most things, and i genuinely don't know if it could work in a fic either.

like all ships, it depends on the circumstances, situation, and AU. but i must say, i like the idea a lot more than i originally thought since im usually afraid of mixing my OCs with canon

it would take a lot to make this ship sail, and i mean a LOT. you'd have to go full on slowburn to get this to sail. but once it does? wow, it's SMOOTH sailing, and not just because they're both on the more calm side

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not an update but-

just wondering if you’d all be interested in an ask blog for my Multiverse, Asylum Zoo

some of you may be aware already of the multiverse from my oneshots on this blog, (Recovery Pt. 1 & 2 [CrossxDream], Escapee Pt. 1 & 2 [FellxSwapxClassicxDust] & [CrossxNightmare]) 

basic concept of it is based on Aslyumtale by Furgemancs

basically when too much magic manifests in a monster or a monster becomes too weak to handle all the magic they have, a similar reaction occurs to as if a monster obtains too much DETERMINATION than it can handle. Unlike with mutating into an Amalgamite though, they begin to transform into feral mixes between different creatures. majority of the time, this errodes at their sanity and mental state until they’re reduced to a beast. meanwhile, the mutation continues to manifest more and more magic in their body to spread to another victim through physical contact. this spreads the infected magic to another monster for it to start reproducing more and more magic until the victim can no longer handle it and so forth.

the first victim to the mutation were Nightmare. Nightmare gained an overload of magic due to eating the black apple and nearly completely lost himself. after 7 days and 7 nights straight of constant battle between Nightmare and Dream, Nightmare managed to retain his sanity due to his naturally strong mentality. after this, Dream informs Ink and together they create a specific AU to act as the main facility to shelter any monster who gets infected.

in this multiverse, that is how the “Star Sanses” are formed. However, the other members are include the original Sans, Frisk and Chara (when the player isn’t active), Core Frisk, Sci, Horror, Killer, and Reaper.

the current victims of this mutation are: Nightmare, Dust, Cross, Geno, Error, and Fell.

if you have any questions or want more information, feel free to message me or reblog this and i’ll answer as best as i can. i just wanted to ask you guys to hear your opinions :D

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Curse Me (NightmarexCross) [Part 2]

Created on: 5/20/21

Finished on: 10/30/21 (IT TOOK ME 5 MONTHS-)

Requested by: No one. I decided to make a part two just as i promised ^w^ im sorry this took so long tho, i kept procrastinating and school didn't help at all ;-;

Warning: ANGST AND MENTIONS OF SUICIDE. Or, at least my horrible attempt at angst. But if you're not comfortable with sad feels and mentions of... that, don't read this O_O

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Cross had been so excited, giggling as he walked through the hallways of the Bad Sanses' Mansion.

Really, it had been Killer's idea. And then it was Dream's idea. And, he probably should know better than to listen to Killer of all people, along with one of his own enemies. But Cross really wanted to be able to muster the courage to ask Nightmare out. Okay, yes. It was going to be super weird trying to date his own boss. But he was already given the support of his teammates and Nightmare's brother. So, it should be okay, right?

Curses.

In hindsight, handmade chocolates and overflowing positivity probably wasn't the best idea for a gift to Nightmare. But Cross watched enough anime to know that even the emos like chocolate! After all, who doesn't? There's a chocolate for everyone after all, and if there isn't? Just make one yourself!

I should have known.

Life isn't at all like anime.

Knocking on his door, the monochrome skeleton tried to calm himself before he made his boss sick with his jittery emotions. It would be bad if he ended up vomitting up the chocolate between the choco and the positivity-

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Jolting with a start, Cross found himself face-to-face with his hot boss. Call him crazy for finding a literal ball of goop attractive, but love worked in weird ways. Besides, he knew for a fact that underneath all of that goop was another monsters just like him!

If only I knew.

The god of negativity narrowed his teal eye at the chocolates in his hand, swiping at it before holding it up to his face. It was... Dark chocolate? Frowning, he casually ripped open the heart-shaped box and popped one into his mouth. Cross froze, staring intently at his face to see his reaction. Did he do well? Did it taste bad? Does he like it?

Nightmare froze, trying not to let any emotion leak onto his face. It was a dark chocolate with raspberry filling. And it wasn't horrible. But I can't let Cross know that. That will only get his hopes up. I don't love him. I have to tell.

"What the hell is this dogshit?" he didn't expect the amount of venom that came out as he spat the sentence out, crushing the box in his hand. "And the box... This isn't Valentine's day nor April Fools, Cross."

Power began to flood towards Nightmare as despair, heartbreak, and shock hit Cross like a bullet. He... Hated it? But- Cross knew that Nightmare liked bitter foods. It was how he always chugged unhealthy amounts of coffee and why he called them pussies when they had to take bitter medicine. It was why he drank matcha tea on nights when he feels frustrated and-

"How unprofessional of you Cross. I expected more from an ex-member of the Royal Guard," the insults only kept coming, kicking the monster while he was still down. "although this despair... Don't tell me you actually developed romantic interest in your own boss, Cross. If that's the case, I do not return your feelings in the slightest. Now that that's out of the way, I have a job for you."

The words coming out of Nightmare's mouth were barely audible to the knife wielder as his mind kept trying to process what was going on. Nightmare... Nightmare didn't love him. In fact, he was disappointed in him. He probably hated him for having the nerve to give him disgusting chocolates! And... It hurt. It hurt as bad as it did when he found out the truth. That dawning realization of horror when he realized what Frisk was really like. What his "best friend" actually was.

And it hurt.

So many regrets.

He was such a fool. What was he thinking, trying to give such a cheesy present to someone as sophisticated and sadistic as Nightmare? For even falling in love with someone as emotionally manipulative as Nightmare? What use did love have to him, unless it was LOVE? Why would he ever love someone like him? He wasn't as strong as Horror, as skilled as Killer, nor as experienced as Dust. His only gimmick was one that wasn't even his, but XChara's.

What use was a tool with something that got in the way, like feelings?

Maybe things are better this way.

"Do you understand, Cross?"

Said warrior nodded dumbly, a distressed expression frozen on his skull as he forced himself to walk away. Even if he dragged his feet, to just get away. So he didn't have to feel the burning humiliation on his face anymore. So Nightmare wouldn't have to deal with such an incompetent soldier anymore.

So he didn't have to feel this heartache anymore.

"And you ended up back here anyways."

White. He saw white. Slowly looking up, he saw a figure surrounded by white. The situation slowly hit him as his eyelights took in his surroundings. He was back. Back in his AU, or whatever was left of it. And there was someone else with him. Something that wasn't that annoying child sputtering questions about this stranger at his side.

"What? Can't a pair of dogs just have a conversation?" The skeleton in blue robes flicked their ears as they waved the bottle of alcohol in their clawed hand, hovering above the ground as Cross slowly recognized them.

Leviathan. This was Leviathan of Clawedtale.

A Sans like him. A Sans from a dead AU like him.

"What do you want?" Even in a heartbroken state, Cross knew better than to take the word of a demon. After all, why else would a demon appear before him of all people, if not to try and take advantage of his sorry-

"You're distressed right?" Slowly, Levi landed on the ground, shaking their head as they spun the empty glass bottle in their hand. "You feel stupid for thinking someone like them would ever love someone like you. You can't believe you let yourself be fooled before realizing that of course you did. Because you're a lovesick idiot coming out of unfortunate circumstances, thinking that you've found the one person who'd understand and take the broken you the way you are anyways. Right, or wrong?"

Widening his eyes, he started to take a step back as he shook his head. How... Why...? How did they so accurately sum up his...?

Because they were the same.

"You're not the only murderer around the multiverse who has experienced heartbreak," the dog clicked their ecto-tongue, staring at Cross with what he realized was a sad, empathetic look. "and you're hardly going to be the last. But hey, from one abandoned love victim to another, you learn to cope after a while. Don't know if you'd like alcohol though."

Was that why they were always drinking? Did Leviathan also have a crush from their old AU? Wait, no. Those weren't the right questions. Why would this Sans come to him now?

"I have an offer," they admitted, sheepishly rubbing the back of their head as they tossed the bottle aside. "one that you're free to decline. I just... Wanted to offer. If you don't want to, that's totally fine. This won't work unless it's of your total free will anyways."

But of course. yet another-

"AND BEFORE THE THOUGHT COMES TO YOUR MIND." Levi quickly yelled, waving their arms around in front of them. "THIS IS NOT LIKE THAT SHIT DEAL NIGHTMARE GIVES TO RANDOM SANSES ALL 'hey, work for me!'. THIS IS JUST A THING BECAUSE... I... Okay so my deal is less of 'work for me' and more 'lets be awkward heartbroken idiots together' sort of thing."

Suddenly, the Sans in front of him seemed less mysterious and more awkward in a crazy way as he stayed on edge. He still couldn't take their word for it. And why should he? Leviathan has done nothing to earn his trust. For all he knew, this was their way of manipulation. If Nightmare of the king of negativity, this was a literal demon of sin.

"What is the deal."

Help.

"A long time ago," they started, deciding to give him context before he made another misunderstanding. "my younger sibling, Belphegor of Sloth, came across the Flowey of our world. He was about to kill himself when Bel stopped him and made him a deal. They offered to take his sentience, his consciousness, his existence, and turn him into a familiar of theirs."

"And you want to make me the same offer?" he asked, frowning when the green eyelighted skeleton nodded their head in confirmation. "You're telling me that you want to turn me into your servant?"

"Its not exactly a servant," they sighed, sitting down on the pure white ground. "just a sort of... Mini us? Flowey the flower got turned into Pilly the pillow and if I do recall, my older sister Beelzebub once turned a sickly child into a butterfly. I guess... It's more of reincarnation, but without the memory loss thing. We can't control what our familiars do, but we can control who we make a familiar."

"How do I know you're telling the truth?" Cross snapped back at them, backing away. He couldn't, he shouldn't be listening to them. They could be lying, trying to manipulate them. They could be planning to pretend to be his friend, play along for a while, and then stab him in the back when he least expects it.

Just like Ink, when he abandoned his world for his sick game with XGaster.

Just like Nightmare, who used him for negativity, then abandoned him when he lost XChara.

Just like...

Nightmare.

The heartache was back, crushing him like a meteorite when he remembered his name.

Nightmare

Nightmare

Nightmare

That was all.

So nothing was left.

It hurt. It hurt so much. It hurt even more then when he killed his brother. It hurt even more than when XGaster turned his back on him. It hurt even more than when Frisk betrayed him. It hurt even more than the guilt when he failed Frisk back when they were children.

It hurt. It hurt him so much. The heartbreak was so much.

"1."

Cold. It was cold now.

"2."

Arms. Arms were around him.

"3."

Face. His face was in the crook of someone's neck.

"4."

Soft. He felt soft, silk robes fall on his lap.

"5."

Beer. He could smell the strong, reeking stench of beer.

He pulled away at 5.

Jumping back, his eyelights narrowed down at the figure of the god staring up at him with a neutral expression. Far. How far were they planning to go for this plot? What did he have that they wanted so badly? Just exactly what did they need him for? Just-

"I want to ask you if it's so hard to believe I just want to do something out of empathy," green eyelights stared back into his red and white as they began to stand up. "but I'll be honest, I'd be a hypocrite for asking."

Leviathan started to turn around, walking away from him. No particular location. No place in sight, except the white void. They just walked, leaving him alone with their last words. "The two of you really are hopeless. I pity the both of you."

He should have said yes.

And now he was alone.

He was all alone in the white.

By himself in his dead world.

Nowhere to go, and no one to turn to.

He was alone, and Nightmare wasn't going to come back for him.

The lord of negativity didn't need a useless soldier anymore.

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Love Like You (CrossxKiller)

Requested by: @aceofspadesblog

Started On: 9/10/21

it's been a long time since I got a request (-w -o I'll do my best though!

my first time doing a songfic O_O but i heard it and it was so pretty and i thought it really matched them and i want fluff because im doing angst ;-; so FLUUUUFFFF!!

Edit: 10/4/21

im so sorry

i was supposed to be working on this, but my mom kept pressuring me between not staying up past 9:00 PM and getting rid of my C grades so I haven't had time to write

im so sorry to the people who were waiting so long for this

Edit: 10/30/21

I FINALLY HAVE THIS DONE

right before Halloween too-

AAAAAA IT TOOK ME OVER A MONTH TO FINISH ONE SONGFIC

and i still have homework to do ;w; but thats OKAY! I FINALLY GOT THIS DONE!

so sorry for the long wait q-q but WAIT NO LONGER

I AM TRYING TO GET MY MOTIVATION BACK!

AND I THINK ITS WORKING

SO PLEASE ENJOY THIS INTENSE CHEESINESS

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If I could begin to be

They were sitting together in Cross's room, laughing at the antics of the arguing ghosts. Killer had his cheshire-like grin, poking fun at his Chara as the monochrome skeleton allowed himself to chuckle. He gently rubbed the bandages on his arm, rubbings his knees together nervously as he kept himself turned from the other.

Half of what you think of me

They had just returned from a mission after Cross had been injured. It was his own fault really, for getting distracted by a ghost he'd lived with long enough to be used to by now. But of course, Killer dragged him back by the cape to get him fixed up. He wasn't supposed to train until it was healed, but the goopy-eyed flirt said he'd cover for him so long as he only sparred with him until he got better.

I could do about anything

The red-scarred warrior agreed of course, not know how he'd stay sane after two days if he didn't get some training in. Asking him not to train was like asking him not to have any tacos nor chocolate. He needed the training. He needed to be stronger. How else would he manage to keep up with Killer's skills, Dust's LOVE, and Horror's power? He wasn't like them. He wasn't special like them.

So why did Killer spend so much time with him?

I could even learn

Almost as though-

How to love.

Couldn't be, right?

~ x ~

When I see the way you act

Normally Killer didn't bother wiping the goop from his eyes. It was a part of him now after all. It would stop and drip down his face eventually, so what was the point?

Wondering when I'm coming back

Killer being the romantic he was, made being able to clearly see Cross's adorable smile when he anxiously greets him the point. But what else could he do when his cute little husband-to-be was shifting nervously in front of him, that subtle purple blush dusting his cheeks as he nervously asks if he was free later that day.

Unfortunately, the Sans actually did have another mission to do.

I could do about anything

But Killer would never let that stop him from spending time with his favorite fluffy oreo.

Because

I could even learn how

he loved him.

To love, like you.

~ x ~

I always thought

Cross looked down at his hands, covered in dust as the injured Snowdrake ran away. Dust was flying in spite of the lack of death as the wounds of the monsters began to crumble. It was fine, they wouldn't die.

He would know. He too, once was on the verge of death. Standing alone against the odds, dusting but still living.

I might be bad

He could remember it vividly. The fight against his own friends and family. Standing behind him at that time was XGaster, the bastard melting but still smiling as if he'd planned for the monochrome soldier's choice all along. The adrenaline fueling him as he blasted his friends, blue souling all of them in place to render them immobile.

Now I'm sure that it's true

But his brother, his brother who was immune. His brother who could have dodged. His brother, Papyrus.

He just stood there. He stood there and took the hit.

'Cause

He looked so tired. So weary of living their messed up lives. To be perfect, or to be changed until you were perfect. That was the law of their universe, put in place and enforced by their own father figure.

I think you're so good

Yet, Killer was always so cheerful. He wasn't really optimistic. Cross and the rest of the team knew that for a fact. But at least he always kept team moral high with his quirky ways; always at least one trap for yet another prank was laid in the castle.

And I'm nothing like you-

But he wasn't as great as the rest. Personality wise nor combat wise. Nightmare only picked him up on a whim. He had a connection to Ink, even if it was dead now. He had a unique ability, even if XChara didn't always cooperate. Without those... Without just those things that weren't even because of him...

He was nothing.

Look at you go!

Killer was great even without his Chara. Even without all that LOVE that Dust had, he cut and tore through enemies with ease. And even with all that LOVE, he was still so cheery. Even if it was fake, he knew just what to do to help everyone else.

I just adore you

That was a fact. A fact that Cross adored that killer with his soul. Something that disgusted XChara, but who gave a damn? Who cared if it sounded so fucking cheesy?

I wish

Who cared if there was no way Killer would love him back. His stupid, useless ass that couldn't even do the one thing it was made to do: Be a perfect being in a perfect world.

That I knew

Who cared if he hardly had any LOVE? That he had been defeated so easily, humiliated during the X EVENT. Lost in rage, and knocked out in an instant?

What makes you think

Who really cared that he had nothing to give to the group that they didn't already have? That he was simply an ordinary soldier, with the only special thing about him being because of someone else's power? That the power he used so often, his knives, being a power that he stole?

I'm so special?

Oh right. He did.

~ x ~

If I could

Killer couldn't help himself when he started laughing his ass off. Cross was just too cute when he was acting all stern and serious.

begin to do

He'd dunked a bucket of black paint on Dust and Horror, turning them both into mini-Nightmares by the time it was over. Hell, Horror had paint pouring out of his mouth, nostrils, and eyeholes from it getting into his skull. It was like his own condition, but through aaaaall of the holes in his skull. It was fucking hilarious!

Something that does right by you

Then of course, the mother hen and Papamare walked through the doors. Nightmare of course wasn't at all amused by his antics, grumbling about his 'childish antics' before saying to clean up. Cross on the other hand, still kind and caring even after all the shit he went through, said he'll handle the clean up.

I would do about anything

He wasn't like them. He wasn't as cynical as they were. They all had drastically changed from their past selves, becoming murderers and villains. But Cross..

I would even learn

He wasn't good, but he wasn't bad either. He was a perfect balance; he was almost like a vigilante of sorts. He took justice into his own hands, however he saw that it was right. He acted independently during the X EVENT, choosing to do what he thought that he should do.

I would even learn

Killer was happy. Killer become happy, in a sick and twisted way. Cross had been a caring big brother, and a kind best friend.

How to love

Cross was still pure. And Killer... Wasn't.

~ x ~

When I see

The two idiots were so surprised when they received the anonymous letters.

The way you look

The two idiots were so embarrassed when they arrived at the meeting spot: A giant tree with "now kiss you lovesick idiots" carved into it.

Shaken by how long it took

The monochrome idiot was so flustered when he came back to the house, carried bridal style in the arms of his new lover while that target-souled dumbass just looked smug that he had a boyfriend while the rest of us were single.

I could do about anything

But what else could we do

I could even learn how to love

Then to set them up

Like you

When we were all so sick and tired

Love

Of them tiptoeing around each other

Like you

And just had to help them.

Love me

Because we were all a family now

Like you

And family knows when they need to step in and give a little nudge.

To each other, to our brothers by choice, family by will,

And now, boyfriends by love.

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Rating for Insomnia (error x dream) Also sorry if you stopped this or something lol

Insomnia (Reaction, ErrorxDream)

Requested by: Anon!

Created on: 9/10/21

GASP! requests! god i thought i would have to make an announcement-

how sad im typing this while doing homework ;-; but that's fine!

soooo we're reacting to error x dream! ooo, i honestly dont know why it's shipped but hey, this is a reaction, not an analysis. i can worry about how realistic it is later-

Note: ship art aint mine. i just did a quick google search-

... FUCK IT'S CUTE-

my multishipper heart O_O IM INTERNALLY SCREAMING-

i feel like Error is just a chill dude with special beliefs just trying to chill in his Anti-Void and watch his shows until dirty glitches show up and ruin his life so Dream is like "no! those aren't dirty glitches those are AUs with living beings!" and then we have old married couple arguments but they aren't too pissed and are just frustrated at this other person's ignorance and they learn more about it each other and-

at this point this shipart is making my brain try to justify this ship FUCK I'VE BEEN DOOMED! FALLING INTO A HOLE AND PROBABLY WILL NEVER BE ABLE TO CRAWL OUT LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE TO ME ANON! LOOOOOOOKKKKKKK!

... but more ship art-

funny how im being driven insane by the existence of gay skeletons. life is full of possibility eh?

kinda feel like Insomnia is similar to Errink, but less possibly toxic because Ink is just more likely to take advantage of the relationship because of the fact he's souless but Dream isn't nearly as literally heartless and would actually try to understand Error. no offense Errink shippers, but you have to admit that canonically Errink ain't gonna work. i've already made an analysis explaining why if you want to check that out, but just saying

but at the very least, this would be less toxic and "one trying to use the other"-ish.

and its CUTE

and i LIVE FOR THE FLUFF

and angst- BUT MOSTLY FLUFF

unfortunately, i have never read any Insomnia fanfic nor do i have the time. i'm busy rn and have a buttload of work to do. but if i ever find the free time, i will try to look for Insomnia fanfics to read. (and if you know some good ones, feel free to dm them to me ^w^)

Overall: 8/10. I'm not as pumped and excited about it as Brude, but it is definitely over a 7. Its just so cute and I can only imagine the fluff that can come out of this. A reminder that this is my personal opinion so what i rate this ship shouldn't have any relation to how you rate this. i just feel less about it than Brude, but definitely really like it. its a great ship and hope to be able to read about it soon! (as soon as i finish my homework and projects-)

Side Note: I am currently working on Kross and Crossmare oneshots. if you couldn't tell, Kross is KillerxCross and Crossmare is CrossxNightmare. im just posting this first because reactions are a lot easier to get done quickly than oneshots and i really need to finish my work. so just to let you guys know, IM NOT DEAD! just... procrastinating ;-; but thx so much anon for the request! and i'll do my best to post the Kross oneshot next :P so have a great day guys!

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Can I request dream x nightmare pls? °-°

“If Only.” (DreamxNightmare)

Requested by: fireflower-18 (on tumblr)

Prompt: So what if they were siblings, love doesn't testify by blood ties and they were living proof.

I'm sorry ;-; I tried to type this as fast as I could before I could lose my idea for this ship. I'm forgetful so if I didn't at the very least get the prompt out immediately than I would have forgotten it without a reminder ;-; i hope you enjoyed this oneshot, because you didn't say reaction, analysis, or oneshot so I assumed you wanted a oneshot-

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Dream knew it was wrong.

Blue said it, thankfully with much more understanding than Ink. He said himself that he loves his own brother very much. However, he think it's simply just the guardian of positivity mistaking brotherly love for romance.

Ink was absolutely disgusted, seeming to have no remorse before the Star Sanses had broken up. In love?! With your own brother? How could you possibly fall into incest for that monster of all things?

The protector couldn't understand. He was soulless; he had no genuine feelings. He couldn't understand the soul-wrenching pain he felt when he saw his brother inflicting pain on other. How heartbroken he was when he discovered the bullying. How guilty he was when he realized those bruises and cuts were not from falling from the tree or picking roses for him from the bushes.

No one could understand.

No one understood why he secretly met up with the lord of nightmares. Why he laughed and giggled when his brother got embarrassed over being caught quoting a "how to date" book. Or when Nightmare got protective and scared off some monsters trying to rope him to places. No one understood that underneath all that goop, there was a broken skeleton who had been hurt one too many times that needed someone to reach out and help him.

And Dream would be that someone. Because he loved him like no one else did.

That was why he left the Star Sanses, and Ink's upfront distaste upon the reveal. Why he left Blue, who was sad to see him go and asked him to visit his AU for tacos. Why he ran to Nightmare's mansion, burst through the door, kissed his brother on his non-existent cheeks, and begged him to stop. Begged him to stop torturing words for negativity, because there would be no point.

Multiversal domination would not bring him happiness. It would not fix what happened in the past.

And despite how shocked his team was, Dream knew that his love would. Their love. Their love would make him happy again. They could live together. There was already enough suffering in the multiverse with the creator's genocide antics for Nightmare to sustain himself. They didn't need more.

And that was how Dream and Nightmare ended up cuddled in bed, Dream laughing at Nightmare as some of the goop ruined one of their blankets as the TV screen showed their favorite kiss scene from a romance drama, as Killer and Dust laughed at Cross trying to smack Horror in the skull for eating his chocolate bar.

It was great. But Nightmare knew that Dream still wasn't happy. Even though Nightmare's team accepted it. Even though he was no longer messing with the AUs. Even though Ink no longer showed up to try and hurt his lover and Blue wasn't as hesitant to letting them both over as he was before.

Because he couldn't help but hope if only his own friends could understand that they genuinely loved each other.

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“Curse you.” (NightmarexCross)

Created on: 2/23/21

Requested by: No one ;-; still waiting for requests that will probably never come

also the OC that will be included in this chapter is Leviathan. They are a Sans alternate from my AU, Clawed!Tale. Their ship analysis, Electrolyzed Water is also available to read.

And yes, this will be a multi chapter oneshot. And sorry that it took so long. I lost motivation and got addicted to Genshin Impact.

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"Do you ever feel unappreciated?"

That question wouldn't disappear from his mind as Nightmare continued to tap his pen against the paper, glaring at the still tall as ever stack of paperwork he had to deal with. Curse Cross and his stupid way of hitting the nail on the head without ever trying. Curse him and his fucking weird ghost child that stalks him everywhere he goes, the damn Chara always looking for vulnerability within the team. Curse him and his giant fucking red knife, and heavy dependence on the abilities that Chara gives him. Just fuck him, and always hesitating when it came to fighting the Star Sanses. Curse his taco addiction and shitty stealth skills to sneak out and make tacos with the damn Swap. Curse his lingering affection for Ink, who doesn't feel a damn thing for him in return. Curse him and his fondness of his own brother-

"You're anger is starting to feed me," The black skeleton's head snapped up, noticing the faint green glow in the room. Narrowing his eye at the entity, he recognized them as Leviathan, a demon from a dead AU. They sometimes saw each other when going in and out of AUs, never doing anything to the other.

Nightmare kept them alive because of what they call, their "Sinful Aura". Something about them being a "sinful demon", and that they exude an aura of envy and jealousy. While they refused to join the team, they don't actually ally themselves with the Star Sanses either. That, and their constant generation of negativity convinced Nightmare to let them live. Keeping them alive meant more negativity for him to feed off, and that was fine by him.

The only problem, however, as how they keep popping up whenever and however they like.

It was already bad enough with that parasite, Fresh. Coming and going however he likes. Of course, Nightmare's threats to destroy his host and then him keeps him from going too far in trying to attack his servants. However, that doesn't make his presence anymore tolerable. While Leviathan isn't nearly as irritating as Fresh, they still grated on his nerves in their own special way.

"What do you want, demon?" He hissed, his eye glowing with power as the alcoholic skeleton huffed.

Waving their hand in the air, refilling their bottle with more alcohol, they took another sip as they levitated in front of his drawer. "I believe I made myself clear, didn't I? I'm the Demon of ENVY, not WRATH. Just like you're the Guardian of Negativity, not the King." The self-proclaimed King's aura became more hostile as they sat up mid-air. "Oi, just stating some facts. My point is: The fact you're anger is starting to feed me means it's not still anger. It's becoming ENVY. Jealousy. And unlike you, always looking for more negativity. I'm already full. A planet can only hold so much water. Too much... And it floods."

Another reason why Nightmare let them live: They're a coward. Too afraid to use their power. He has seen them fight, and knows they could be a powerful ally. However, they refuse to take a side; They continuously announce themselves as neutral. Too afraid of breaking the rules to ever pose a real threat to him. A fool afraid of power they should be embracing is no match for him. So why should he be worried?

However, he is not so much of a fool himself to underestimate others. He knows this demon should still be acknowledged. "What do you want, Leviathan?"

They rolled their green eye-lights. "Jeez, you still don't get it? Fine. I want you to stop being so damn jealous of whomever the fuck so I don't have to worry about getting fat with ENVY ya jackass."

Him? Jealous? The powerful Nightmare, King of Fear and Lord of Nightmares. Jealous? He had no idea what they were rambling on about. What would he be jealous of? Who would he be jealous of? Nightmare knew what envy was; He'd felt it when his brother got all the praise and attention back in their old AU, Dreamtale. And he knew for a fact what he felt right now, was NOT envy.

He was not jealous. Why would he be jealous? He had been thinking about that irritating anime, chocolate, and taco addict, Cross. Why would he be jealous of Cross? What did he have that Nightmare could possibly want? His Chara was devious, but irritating. His power was far superior to that of Cross's. Cross's backstory was nearly as messy as his own.

Or maybe it was just a trick, he realized. Leviathan had admitted it themselves; they were a demon. And almost all books he had read up on demons said they were manipulative and despicable; They do anything and everything for their own selfish desires. Who wasn't to say they weren't just messing with his head?

"They say redirection is one of the stages of jealousy," that cursed dog continued on, dampening his mood as his tentacles curved themselves to prepare to attack. "a word of warning: ignoring a problem only makes it worse. But if it helps, just know that everyone already knows about you and Cross, except for you and Cross."

Disappearing into the air, it took a few seconds for Nightmare to process what the demon just told them. Him... And Cross? What-

Suddenly, it became clear. All those times that Killer would suggest romance movies. All those excuses they made to leave during the movie, leaving him alone with Cross. All those looks he got whenever he handed Cross a chocolate bar to stop XChara's tantrums. Especially, the looks from Cross himself. When he got nervous at him walking into the room. When he got anxious when he got close. Nightmare wasn't a fool. He knew the hints when he saw them. It wasn't going to take him that long to figure it out.

He just didn't want to think about how bad the situation would become after he rejected Cross, and proved everyone else wrong that he did not reciprocate his feelings.

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Brude (Reaction, CrossxEpic)

Created on: 2/1/21

Requested by: There have been no requests yet by the readers and it's too late to go on discord to ask my two friends what ships and writing they want me to do so-

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TIME TO REACT TO BRUDE!

Dude n' Bruh is such an amazing pair cuz it literally makes sense. the two are literally besties and-

okay time to stop gushing and just REACT!

wha- why am i finding Creamare and Killermare when i searched up "brude undertale"???

ah, there we go-

FUCK IT'S CUTE-

most of the content of this ship i've seen is basically Epic being the flirty initiator and Cross is just fucking winging it and they both get a good laugh outta whatever they do in the end.

it's a good, cute ship in my opinion. dunno if it counts as a rarepair but hey, it's certainly less common than Cream (it's ALL over youtube. Cream, Killermare, Errink, Dustberry, etc. etc. it's ALL over)

unfortunately i've seen this ship get attacked by toxic cream shippers at some point. the creator of a brude video had to post up a comment and descript specifically addressing the attacks to say that they can ship what they want and if you dont like the ship, just dont fucking watch the video. it concerns me to see people like this all over the shipping communities REGARDLESS of what you ship.

just because a ship is common, doesn't mean it's correct .-.

back on topic, this is a fucking great ship. it's got it's humor, sense, and fookin floof-

time for more pics!

while it COULD be hard to tell from them dating to them just being best friends, i think it'd work out either way. or it could be queerplatonic? i've heard about it and i think it's just basically blurring the lines between a gay relationship and bestie thing. if that is the correct definition of queerplatonic, then this could definitely fit it

Overall: 9/10. i have no OTPs since it means "One True Pair" and it's not a ship that makes me jump outta my chair, but i definitely love it.

REMINDER: this is my opinion on the ship. that's why it's a "REACTION". if you disagree, go ahead and POLITELY start a discussion in the chat on your own opinion. just please keep it friendly and just agree to disagree okay? i dont mind bringing up analysis and theories as long as it stays borderline non-violence, okay?

that's all, til next time!

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“No.” College!AU (GenoxReaper)

Created on: 1/15/21

Requested by: No one. Just decided to do Afterdeath now.

still waiting for requests ;w;

Note from: 1/25/21

sorry if the ending's bad. i was a little rushed since i'd already been stalling this story by 10 days.

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"No." Geno stated firmly as he folded his arms and glared down at the moronic figure laying on his couch.

"But Geeeennn~" The biology major whined, looking up at the scarfed skeleton. "It's so comfyyyy!"

"No Reaper, now get up and start doing something productive." The eyepatched skeleton gestured to the second mug of coffee on the corner table. "Finals are coming up, meaning it's time to study."

"It's fiinnee! I'm smart enough to barely pass and we all know you'll ace them as usual so come sleep with me here on this comfy couch!" The skeleton in the large black hoodie started to sit up, patting on the seat next to him. "There's still room for a beautiful skeleton ya know!"

"Flattery will get you nowhere when dealing with me, Death." The apparently 'beautiful' skeleton rolled his eyelight, trying to remember why he puts up with this idiot in the first place. "Now get off the couch. If you get ready within 10 minutes, we can go do our studying at Crackbucks."

"STARBUCKS?!" With that magic word, Reaper fell face flat off the couch before scrambling through the dorm to change. Honestly, Geno didn't know why he hasn't filed for a new dormmate yet. While he keeps on insisting to Reaper that it's because he doesn't want to end up with an even worse roommate like the salty Leviathan or memelord Epic, the other keeps persisting in stating that he genuinely enjoyed his company.

He didn't. He really didn't. There was no way in Hell Geno actually liked putting up with Reaper's antics. He just didn't want to deal with anyone worse.

As Geno had just listed, while Reaper was certainly childish and teased him often, at least he wasn't an alcoholic who swore up a storm or a prankster who was probably less serious than even Reaper or a proud asshole with an ego the size of the Empire State building like Red's brother, Edge. And with his luck, he doubted he would be able to get anyone decent like maybe Blue.

At least Blue didn't laze around when the finals are coming around the corner.

Sighing, the glitchy skeleton wrapped his scarf around his neck and started to grab his jacket to go out. With how obsessed with coffee Reaper was, he had no doubt he'd be down before even 5 minutes. And as usual, he was right. Within 3 minutes Reaper was hopping over putting on his socks with a different hoodie and jeans ready to go down several cups of coffee.

                                                         ~ >:3 ~

The drive there was... Rough. Apparently a lot of other students also had the idea of studying at Crackbucks since not only was there a bit of traffic, but there was a long fucking line that led to outside the store too. Groaning, Geno decided to test his luck once more.

"Looks like the place is already full, we should go to a different Crackbucks," Geno suggested while the other cocked his head to the side.

"If we leave our place in line, it'll just take longer. The other cafes are probably full too. Might as well wait. Besides, I don't mind having an audience~" The scarred skeleton gave him an 'are you fucking kidding me right now?' look as Reaper just gave him an innocent look.

"Reaper I swear- You know what? Fine. But we're going to study while we wait since that's what we came here to do."

"That's what you came to do," Reaper corrected. "I'm here purely for my caffeine. But if it makes you happy Gen~"

"What would make me happy would be you not using that tone nor flirting with me," he groaned, dearly wanting to get to studying as soon as possible. "now take your book out and get ready to spend the next half an hour studying in silence."

"But Geeennn~ We're here to study together aren't-"

"Reaper." Geno interrupted the skeleton dressed in black, making the face he usually makes when he's about to spit out facts. "You're a biology major, I'm an engineer major. And we barely have any of the same subjects. In fact, the only subject we have together is the English Literature Course. That means the only subject we can actually study together on is English."

"... Oh." Reaper blinked his sockets, presumably realizing that Geno was, once again, right. That really was the only subject they had together. It was also the only class they had together too. "But Geenn~ Can't we study that together then?"

He wanted to say no again. He wanted to say no and that he had a math test first thing in a few days. But, he'd already reviewed his notes last night and they had their english test together afterwards.

"Fine-"

"YES!" Everyone around began to turn and look at him and Reaper bounced about like a kid at a candy store.  Why was he reacting like this? All he did was say he'd agree to studying on the same subject with him? What about it was so exciting?

Did he really say "no" that often? He knew that sometimes he could be a bit overbearing, but he always had his reasons. After all, he was surrounded by a bunch of idiots.

How does one remain sane when dealing with a screeching knitting idiot, a forgetful idiot that pranks everyone with buckets of paint, a grumpy cat idiot and his semi-sane brother, two meme idiots, a flirtacious idiot, a hyperactive idiot, an emo idiot, and a trio of stabby idiots?

He suddenly found himself at the front of the line, Reaper next to him ordering 6 coffee lattes at the register. Suddenly aware of his surroundings, he shoved his hands into his pockets and embarrassingly let his eyes wander the store at random. Fuck, had he really been thinking about that for half an hour? Possibly even more? God, it would be horrible if this ended up being a habit. While his grades were pretty decent as it was, he didn't want to risk falling behind or spacing out to occur while he tried to study.

He tried to pay more attention this time, watching the employee and Reaper talk as Reaper pulled out his wallet and paid for the drinks. Geno couldn't be any more relieved now. Now he could focus on something productive like studying instead of standing around thinking of himself and those idiot friends of his.

"Geno?" He found himself in front of the deserts, Reaper right next to him looking over his shoulder. "Geno, are you okay? You've been just staring at everything silently for a while. Thinking about the finals?"

The determined of the two was a little surprised that the other didn't try to take the opportunity to flirt. He actually seemed serious right at that moment. "Yeah, just a little worried. Hopefully this study session helps out. It's not healthy to do a last minute cram."

"Ha, knowing you you've probably already got the material down!" Reaper chuckled as he quickly looked away, feeling a little flushed. Why did Reaper think so highly of him? Hell, why did he always insist on flirting with him? Wouldn't he have more fun flirting with someone who would actually flirt back like Killer or Lust?

Geno began to walk past Reaper, taking a seat at a table in the back corner where he could have privacy. He didn't like people trying to peek in on what he was doing no matter how trivial it was. He liked his space and privacy, thank you very much. Hiding his embarrassment, he pulled out his textbook from his bag and started to read through the material for English.

The other skeleton sat down with him, rummaging through his own bag before his eyelight fell on the book in Geno's hands. "Isn't that your English text book?"

"Yes, it is." Geno cocked a brow at him as the realization seemed to hit Reaper. Suddenly with a stupid grin of glee, he immediately started digging back through his bag to get his own textbook.

The idiot in black glanced back at the register before looking back at Geno, said skeleton giving him a questioning look before he finally popped the question. "Hey, Geno."

"What is it, Reaper?"

"Do... Do you wanna go to the park with me once finals are over? Just to, you know, relax once finals are done?"

He paused for a moment, opening his mouth to say 'no' and that he'd be busy getting ready for the next semester before hesitation. Reaper did have a point about taking a break once finals were done. He knew all too well what too much stress could do to you. Besides...

He put his book down flat on the table, looking up with a slight smile saying 'well what can I really do?' before giving his answer.

"Yes. I think I'd like that, Reaper."

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A/N (Important)

i heard that apparently Dusttale's creator is no longer okay with ships of Dust.

i checked Cavateyla's tumblr to look for it but didn't actually see it? But the heading says they're only one of Dusttale's Creators, so it could've been another one who announced it-

so while there have been no requests from you guys so far, i will not take any more Dust related requests due to this.

so sorry to all of the Murder Time Trio, Dustberrry, HorrorDust, etc. etc. shippers but that's out the window now

i'll be updating the Dustberry analysis now with this new piece of information

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Crossmare (Analysis, CrossxNightmare)

Requested by: no one. there are no requests yet

Created on: 1/5/21

i know Crossmare is a really popular ship and i'll probably get killed for this but just remember this is not based off fanon stuff. it's just me looking at the canon facts and speculating based on those.

i actually also ship Crossmare along with Kross, Krossmare, Killercreamare, Errink, Destructive Death, Afterdeath, Dustberry, Horrordust, etc. etc. as a multishipper. I'm just trying to be logical here.

so if you see the analysis going in a direction you don't like, you can just skip to the bottom to see the overall analysis in a more simplified version.

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Crossmare is really popular apparently. I've noticed it a lot on Tumblr and Wattpad.

Unfortunately now I need to crack it's head open.

FluffyNight is apparently canon. I was told this a while ago. FluffyNight (CcinoxNightmare) is canon. So now unless I was told wrong or Joku changes their mind, all Nightmare ships that aren't FluffyNight are out the window.

Alright with that out of the way: It isn't gonna work.

In case no one noticed, Cross is both a memelord and can be an asshat at times as depicted in "Adventures of XChara and Swap!Chara" when he intentionally scares Palette and Goth. He also tricked Goth into giving him all of his chocolate milk before getting his ass beat by Geno. Then when Dream and Nightmare run into him, Nightmare just wants to stick around because "it's funny" after Dream declares he'll try to help get Cross out of a vending machine Geno stuck him in.

Lesson learned: Don't screw with Geno or any of his kids.

So Cross is both an asshole and memey as hell. Nightmare literally doesn't give a fuck and just wishes to feed off negativity.

Aaand they literally don't care about each other.

That was probably their only interaction OUTSIDE of Underverse and fanfic within a sort of canon multiverse. Literally Epicross is more likely since he and Epic are actually best friends.

and then IN Underverse, they were literally using EACH OTHER. Cross used Nightmare to gain access to other worlds to rebuild his own world, and Nightmare used Cross to gain a minion to spread negativity without telling him about the "fine print". They literally tried to manipulate EACH OTHER.

I mean, I guess if they DID decided if they liked each other in some sort of other timeline it COOOOUUUULLLLDDDDD work...? Like, Cross can be an asshole so i guess that causes negativity..?

As for Cross being a memelord, he puts up with 3 idiots already. Does he really need more...?

But the real question is: Can CROSS. Put up with NIGHTMARE?

Can Cross deal with Nightmare just laughing at his misery when he needs help and what not?

But THATS JUST A THEORY-

Anyhow now to speculate on relationship possibilities :3

So even though it's pretty low due to Nightmare already being taken apparently and their large seemingly disinterest in each other, let's just say they somehow managed? Would the relationship actually work or would it sink like a tank?

alright lets look at the facts:

-Nightmare feeds off negativity, therefore creates it by attacking AUs but keeps them alive

-Cross can be a jerk but is good friends with Epic and are meme buddies

-Nightmare is "deceiving, erratic, unpredictable and evil" according to the canon wiki

-"When he was younger, said he was very smug, to which he loudly denies, only to be yelled at."

-"At first, Cross was far more compassionate as the , wanting to believe in even when he tried to kill him. But when Frisk took control of their friends, including Cross' brother , he lost all faith in him, and used all of his power to stop him by killing his former friends, even ruthlessly killing Papyrus and absorbing soul."

-"His greed and recklessness... he had a mental breakdown and became completely delusional over the loss of his own world..."

-"Despite this, he becomes excited and obsessive over tacos and chocolate, and was very friendly towards before he told Cross that he couldn't revive the dead. Afterwards, he acts arrogant towards others and is disgusted by everything around him."

-"He also became very selfish..."

BY THE BY, ALL OF THE QUOTES ARE FROM THE WIKI-

So what we got is:

Nightmare is deceiving. He was very smug even before the apple incident. Cross used to be compassionate, but has lost all faith. So the instant he is back stabbed, he never forgets. He is greedy, selfish, and reckless now after his world is gone. He was still very friendly to Ink though when they first met, and acted arrogant after wards.

So it would seem Cross is very friendly at first, but turns from compassionate and energetic to arrogant and selfish the moment he's betrayed.

And Nightmare tricked him and tried to kill him in Underverse.

But if it was another timeline where Underverse didn't happen, they... Well.

It's possible for them to not hate each other?

I mean- Cross won't hate him if he doesn't betray him. He'll actually be more friendly than hostile. Same can't be said about Nightmare though. He is 'smug' and 'deceiving'. So they'll probably have more of a subject/master relationship. But i have seen a lot of fanfic where Nightmare is attracted to Cross's loyalty and his pride meter gets kicked down a notch?

then there's if they DO get together.

god knows how well the other members of the team would take Cross being the favorite of Nightmare. depending on how well they take it it can go from:

silent treatment to bullying to all sorts of shit.

since Cross is very compassionate and friendly at first, he'll probably try to get to know the others. if they prove to be hostile and unfriendly, it's likely Cross could possibly act hostile to them back and things get chaotic with possibly the three rebelling. Then there's if they are okay with it, what about Ink? Ink and Cross used to be friends, so there's a lot of tension between them.

Ink knew Cross well, so he might try to take advantage of what he knows to hurt Nightmare.

But, could they work if nothing goes wrong?

Yeah, i think they could. Cross is very loyal so he could possibly both keep up the relationship and continue to farm negativity for Nightmare even if the others start to slack off. Especially since he's not as lazy as compared to the others since he was never "trained to be lazy".

Overall: Canonically? OH HELL NO-

In another universe or timeline? Maaayyybbeeee...? It really depends.

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Oop-

I won’t be doing a new year or christmas multiship after all. There were no requests other than the two ships i got from a friend but I had literally no inspiration for the two ships so... Yeah. Sorry. I’ll try to be less lazy when it’s valentine’s day. But that’s all for now.

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"Don't Mind." Hanahaki!AU Kross/Killermare (KillerxCross, KillerxNightmare)

Created on: 1/2/2021

Requested by: no one. i was lacking inspiration so tried to make a oneshot on a ship i have been very interested in lately along with a unique AU i found so... yeah-

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Cross knew it was too good to be true. To think that living would be worth it once he escaped from his empty AU and met an idiotic moron who was stupidly fun and wonderful. To think that something wouldn't go wrong when he least expected it as XChara's harsh insults and warnings echoed in his mind, making him dizzier as more blood dripped from his mouth to the ground.

He was in the middle of a mission. Well, not really. He was supposed to terrorize Littletale then escape back to the base as soon as the Star Sans were to show up and give a report. While he was no long in the AU having completed the first part of the mission, he instead portalled himself to his white AU after suddenly feeling even more sick than he had been when he had heard the news.

That Killer and Nightmare had been secretly dating and were now having a child.

Cross knew. And so did XChara. But he didn't want to believe it. He averted his eyes when he first started coughing up blood and flower petals and discovered the rare disease of unrequited love: Hanahaki. He looked away when he read that having the disease meant that the person you loved, was with someone else. He just kept avoiding and avoiding the conclusion that Killer had been with someone else... Until it was announced to his face.

And now he was facing the consequences of not acting until now.

His breath shaked once more as he began to cough up more blood, splattering red against white. Beautiful lilac petals dotted in his own blood created ripples in the crimson puddle as he tried to make sure none got on his clothes. He knew the moment something seemed wrong, his family would become persistent and demand an explanation.

He was okay. He wasn't mad, and he wasn't upset.

He knew since the very beginning that Killer and Nightmare were very close. The way they always seemed to know what was on the other's mind, and how to cheer the other up without a word being said. He just... Wished that Killer could've been that for him too. But it was fine.

It was okay.

It wasn't Nightmare's fault for having also loving the target souled skeleton. After all, what wasn't there to love about him? It wasn't Killer's fault for having also loved the cyan eyed leader. He was a great boss to have, and basically like a brother and or father to all of them.

It was his own fault for falling for Killer even though he was fully aware that Killer probably wouldn't return his feelings.

"There's only two ways to get rid of the disease Cross." The ghost laid his head on the monochrome skeleton's shoulder. "Die, or get a surgery to have your SOUL removed and therefore lose your emotions. Basically, ending up like that souless bitch, Ink. Either way, it's a lose-lose situation. We're stuck unless you can stop loving that... Guy." He could hear the venom in the child's voice as he spat 'guy' out, avoiding an insult to the one he knew Cross loved.

"I can't." He admitted. "I can't. I'm sorry Chara. But... I can't. We're stuck."

The ghost sighed, trying to insist. "Cross it's already clear he and Nightmare love each other very much. The only other way is to get him to love you, but it's already clear Nightmare's won him over. Even if he agrees to date you, it won't be enough. It has to be genuine, not out of guilt or pity that it's literally killing you. Please, just move on. We'll BOTH die if you don't."

"I know," the lavender tears were making their way down his face now as he began to have another coughing fit. More and more blood and petals were decorating the ground now as the red stained his shoed and hands. "I know. But there's nothing that can be done. There is no way I could not love Killer when he makes those dumb jokes to cheer me up. Or when he acts like a moron just to help the team's moral. He's just... I'm sorry Chara. But it looks like we're going down together."

The ghost groaned realizing convincing him was a lost cause before disappearing, leaving the skeleton alone in a world of white, red, and purple.

"It's okay... I don't mind." He told himself. Over, and over, and over again. "I don't mind. At least he'll be happy this way. With his boyfriend and future child. I can't ruin that for him. I won't."

Forcing himself onto his feet, he began to summon a knife. He started to scratch his legs, letting the blood stream down to soak his shoes even further. He could always say he didn't make it in time and got hit by an attack. Better have scratches as an explanation than just say he somehow slipped and stepped in a puddle of someone's blood. Somehow. With his story made up and evidence planted, he opened a new portal to head home.

Home to his new family, who had taken him in and accepted him as a brother. Home to Killer, who had stolen his heart from that first moment they met. Home to Nightmare, who was like the father XGaster never was to him. Home to a hopeless crush who'd never love him back.

Home to a fate he didn't mind accepting as long as it meant Killer would be happy.

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Christmas Multiship Requests

i'm planning to do a multiship chapter for Christmas but i don't know what ships to do

so i'm posting this request page to ask for any ideas. ask for any ship you like. whichever ships get the most votes will be used. i will also be cross posting this on wattpad/tumblr and put the votes together. i'll add up and count the votes on the 23-24 to get started and post it on Christmas. i'll be waiting for your votes <:3

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"Escapee" Asylum Zoo Crossmare P.2 (Oneshot, CrossxNightmare)

Created on: 11/18/20

Requested by: No one. I'm bored and there are no requests

(A/N for all of yall's info. FeralVerse backstory is in the first FeralVerse story ["Recovery", its Cream but im not explaining that entire thing again]. Cross is Saber Toothed-Tiger/Rhinocerus and Nightmare is Panther/Octopus to clear up any misunderstandings-)

WARNING: CHARACTER DEATH. MY WAY OF DOING ANGST (that probably failed). IF YOU ARE UNCOMFORTABLE WITH THIS, DO NOT READ.

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He could hear him. He could hear him coming again.

Hissing into the darkness, he snarled and glared at the "glass", as the child had called it. It was easy to discern "him" from the rest. Soft paw steps instead of tapping and thudding feet. Patterns of three instead of two.

Growling, he could now see the light from the now opening door dimly light the room. Stepping in, was the six-legged one.

He didn't know his name. He didn't know what he was called. And he's never heard any of the other ones address him. But he knew from personal experience he was strong. The goop covering him had such a foul taste when he'd tried to bite him. The cyan tint clashed with the black, giving him the obvious clue it would be a mistake to try and swallow the goop. And his aura, while not as disturbing as the golden one's, definitely made him tremble.

Tremble with both, fear and excitement.

He'd been bored, pacing around the closed in walls, with only the frustration of that un-attackable child and confusion from those other skeletons all this time. But him? He was something the horned beast could actually understand.

He'd been through rough times. And he'd become stronger to get past those times. And he could understand that. Respect that.

Challenge that.

Sometimes when it is dark, the goopy beast would come into the room to fight him. And he enjoyed it. The goopy one would get the training he needed to grow even further. And he would get his entertainment, thrill, and experience of his own. It was a win-win.

He began to shake once more, expecting another brawl. However, his shoulder slumped with disappointment when the creature merely reared up against the glass to stare at him with that one, cyan eye.

Why weren't they fighting this time? Had he grown bored of him? Was he no longer of use to him? Suddenly, he was filled with more fear than he'd ever been. Than he could remember.

Why did the thought of being useless scare him so much? This was exactly one of the many things he needed to overcome. And yet, not being of any use at all, not even as fodder? That was something that scared him more than he could ever expect at that moment.

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Nightmare was amused.

He'd been hoping for an entertaining reaction when he'd come to watch instead of fight Cross. And of course, Cross did not disappoint. Cross was his favorite little toy of all the other mutated skeletons in the building.

Fell just screeched out or hid. Dust would just stare, watching for an opportunity. Error was always on such a constant rampage. Geno just growled at everything except for Reaper and any sort of Papyrus alternate.

Cross? Cross had so much more variety.

Sometimes he'd just jump up at the sight of him, out of excitement or surprise. Sometimes he'd tremble, the fear feeding him while the excitement intrigued him. Sometimes he'd just ignore Nightmare, just pacing further or going to sleep. Sometimes he could even sense XChara's emotions, increasing in joy before being covered up with pain when Cross's frustration snaps and he begins to ram into the wall.

It was hard to deal with only one source of entertainment, but Nightmare could deal with it until the cure is made.

Suddenly, he stopped to think. When the cure is made... Would Cross remember? Would Cross become different? He had heard from Ink that Cross had mutated soon after his AU was "lost", meaning that it wasn't likely that Cross had always been this interesting. Would he become boring once he's cured. Would he not remember when he's cured? After all, mental damage is a bit more tricky to cure than just a little physical change. Would he be like one of those few Sanses, deranged and feral in a normal skeleton body?

Thinking about this made Nightmare want to leave Cross like this. After all, how often would he come across entertainment like this? Negativity, that was easy. He'd just have to kill a few people to make so many more full of misery. Or deprive them of their hope. But eventually with his long life, he'd get bored. What then? What then when he is at the time. When he is the most powerful being in the multiverse? Would he sit on his throne all day, doing absolutely nothing with nothing left to do?

Suddenly, he was completely rethinking multiversal domination too.

What exactly was this being to make him do so?

Now he was even more interested in "Cross", staring down with a smug grin as the fanged beast had suddenly become skittish. What was wrong with him now? Surely it wasn't his aura that was disturbing him now was it? He'd been around the beast with his aura before after all and he seemed mostly fine.

A little wary and hostile, but fine.

Unfortunately, with having amusing reaction, Cross was also a bit unpredictable. Nightmare didn't really know what was going on in his mind, and his fear and anxiety alone wasn't going to be able to help him. Hint him and point him in the right direction, yes. But it didn't let him accurately guess why.

While the goop covered creature admitted he hasn't had to really think too hard about anything in a while and that he appreciated the challenge, he wished that it wasn't about his only toy's well being of all things.

Tap tap tap tap.

He suddenly jolted, snarling towards the door as he heard pawsteps. Like bone against marble.

Which meant someone was out of their cage.

All of the others wore shoes and/or socks (with Ink being the "non-shoe" one). That meant the only ones who would be walking bear foot would be one of the other mutated ferals. Meaning someone's out, and that was certainly not a good thing.

Hearing a huff, he turned towards the glass to see Cross staring at the door with a surprisingly cold look on his face. He could sense Cross anticipating a fight before he growled and shook his head at him. Possibly other ferals walking about was bad enough. But they didn't need Cross, one of the two deranged ones as far as they knew, to be on the prowl either. By the stars, the panic one escapee alone would cause...

Even Nightmare gets stomachaches from eating too much ya know.

After all, he'd already had quite the hefty meal, not only feeding off Cross's fear,  but also having had such a fun game scaring the SOUL out of Sci just earlier. While yes, he'd certainly become stronger, there was a limit to how much power he could retain the way he was now without that power turning on him to make him as crazy as the others.

Too much power was what caused him to mutate in the first place. And he was lucky then to have been able to stay sane.

He sprung into action, starting to run at full sprint towards where he heard the sound. It takes a feral to take out a feral, meaning he should be the only one chasing after the escapee. Making his ways through the maze of hallways, he smelled 3 creatures down the next hall with 1 faintly far. Growling having had finally caught several of his prey, he made a sharp turn and pounced-

right into Classic?

"WHOA-" "HEY!" "GRRR-"

Nightmare paused, glaring around the hall as he realized that the 3 he had smelled were Classic, Blue, and Red, with Red being the only feral of the three. Hopping off of Classic, he glared at Blue and Classic. Why the hell did they pursue Red?! Hell, how did Red even escape in the first place?! Its... It's RED! The glass is magic proof and an inch thick so even if any of them had regained the ability to use his Gaster Blasters, not even Error should've been able to get out.

And Blue and Classic chasing after him, not even knowing who exactly had escaped?! For all they knew, it was Dust or Cross who got out! They should've evacuated and put the building on lockdown so no one would escape!

He rolled his eyes, groaning as he heard Classic mumble a bit and Blue demand he apologize to Classic. God, he was surrounded by idiots. No wonder he'd been one of the few to stay sane. For fuck's sake...

He snapped towards Red, grabbing him by the torso with a tentacle before beginning to march towards the main containment room, completely ignoring the other two's complaints and the red-eyed beast's struggling.

At this point, Nightmare was DONE with today. He could feel himself staring to-

NO. No. He was NOT going to go crazy. He was NOT going to fall into insanity just like the others. And yet, he could feel all of the negativity start to go to his head as he kept walking. All of the power... All of the negativity... It was so much. At this point, he swore he could even feel that mutation that turned him into some sort of panther-like thing, multiplying all of his magic over and over. All of that new magic intensifying. All of that intensified magic, eating away at him, physically and mentally.

No. He wasn't going to lose it. He WASN'T-

He suddenly stopped, dropping Red before bolting towards somewhere, ANYONE, with his eye shut tight. He should've known something was up when he was suddenly so emotional Suddenly so bored. Suddenly so powerful. Suddenly so... feral.

The mutation is creating so much magic, that its becoming too much even for HIM. Along with all of that negativity he absorbed today, he couldn't focus anymore. He didn't even know where he was going.

And suddenly he felt pain.

"Grah-" He grunted, feeling even worse at that animalistic sound he'd just made as he caught a glimpse of a red and blue eye.

Fuck, it was Dust.

Now that he was so close, he recognized the scent. It was the same one he'd only faintly smelled. Fuck, he completely forgot there was a 4th that slipped away earlier. He really was losing it. Trying to grab Dust with a tentacle, he tried to claw at him to make him let go from his neck. However, that just made him bite down even harder as he kept trying to yank him off. He could feel himself losing his ability to think rationally as Dust's aggression and bloodlust only fueled his magic more.

Finally remembering to roll backwards and kick him off, he started dashing towards Cross's room. Usually around this time of day, Dream visited Cross to try and "heal him". If Dream is here, his aura should kill off all of his extra negativity to help him stay sane. And even if he was smart enough to leave, Cross is like a fucking puppy. All he has to do is act a little nice and he'll be fucking ecstatic. And that, should help just as much.

Suddenly, he felt confusion as he sensed excitement and anticipation coming off of Dust. Did he really think he could take out Nightmare? So what if he was LV 20? He was Nightmare, Lord of Fear and King of Nightmares. Even if he won't be able to think, he sure as well was still capable of taking him out.

He just wanted to be able to feel satisfaction from brutally defeating him.

Bursting into the room, he felt himself accidentally slipping and sliding on something red as he crashed through a little pile. The hell?

Suddenly, time stopped.

He could only feel Dust's glee as he realized he'd just slipped through blood and a pile of dust.

He couldn't sense Cross's emotions.

Which means Cross was dead.

And if Cross was dead, that meant someone killed him.

And if someone killed him, then it had to be Dust since he was the only one with hostile intentions around.

And if Dust had killed him, he was in the room at some point.

If Classic and Blue and Red had been near him while he slipped away, they were pursuing Red AND Dust.

And while he'd been dealing with those three...

Dust slipped away and killed Cross.

That's why he was strangely strong.

He killed Cross. And gained LV.

He killed Cross.

And it was his fucking fault...

With that final thought, with those words just breaking him...

He lost the rationality he had left to even wonder why it hurt him so much.

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Electrolyzed Water (Analysis, LeviathanxPatience)

Created on: 11/14/20

Requested by: No one

A/N for those of you who are wondering, Leviathan and Patience are two of my own OCs. They are both Sanses from my AU called ClawedTale. While i do have a book about Clawedtale, in Clawedtale there are actually multiple situations going on at the same time. The incomplete book that i ended that you can find on my account is the main story with the main Sans, Scar, and the main Frisk, Woe. The one with the Underground.

The story that Leviathan and Patience are involved with at the same time in the same AU is different. They both died and were revived as sort of undead gods. if you want more information, you could request that i make an OC book where i explain all of my OCs including them. Im likely to not do it unless it is requested though.

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Leviathan is a sarcastic prick who is actually scared of being heartbroken a second time.

Patience is canonically in love with Leviathan's sibling.

This definitely would not work out canonically. Buuuut... That's because Patience already has another love interest. If we were to remove that, Leviathan and Patience could get along.

Leviathan is the Sin of Envy, so they get jealous easily of the people around them. They become envious of other people's lives, before looking back on their own and curses at the world and me, their creator, for giving them such a shitty life.

Patience, is well... Patient. They're more of a listener than a talker. They'll usually sit down somewhere to just vibe with the rest of the world. In the midst of chaos they'll just sit there munching on rocks just like "... This is fine."

Patience could like, act as a therapist or someone to vent to for Leviathan while he just nods at everything Levi's ticked about. Which is probably a lot cause when given the chance, Leviathan can be quite the whiner.

Could they date if Patience wasn't in love with Belphegor? Maybe? I mean- Leviathan would probably still be pretty hesitant about relationships after an incident when someone they used to like. They'd probably also go into denial. But I think they could work out? In battle, they'd be pretty formidable. In daily life, Patience would probably be like, the one thing that keeps Leviathan chill for 90% of the time, and Leviathan would probably try to help Patience with their venting to by uh... violent means.

Overall: canonically? nope. Patience has it for Belphegor which spams the "overprotective sibling" button on Leviathan. but if Patience didn't love them, then they could probably work out. It would take a while due to them mostly just being acquaintances or friends along with Leviathan's fear of being heartbroken again, but in due time it could actually work out.

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“Surprise” Oneshot, ClassicxScixOuter

Created on: 11/6/20

Requested by: Someone from discord. I went to a public Undertale related server and asked for any requests. They responded with Classic x Outer x Sci

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Sci was stressed out as hell.

With all of the drama with the Bad Sanses, worrying about his AU, then worrying about his alternate versions, and then worrying about his own AU's problems...

God, there was so much that needed to be done.

"Heya Sci-"

"AH!" The scientist could've sworn he jumped 6 feet off the ground as he whirled around to see his boyfriends standing there waving at him. When did they even come in? How did they even get here?

"Woah! Chill there buddy," His future self stepped forwards and caught him when he began to fall back to the ground as he continued. "we just came in through the door. You probably didn't hear us. Also, we wanted to surprise you and make you take a break."

"What?!" He jumped out of Classic arms, vigorously shaking his head. "I can't take a break! There's too much that needs to be done! I have to file some reports, work on the times tables, think of methods to break the Barrier, program a self sustaining program for the Core with Gaster-"

"All of which can wait," Outer said calmly. "the thing about stress is that it can pressure you into thinking irrationally or unable to think. I'm sure once you relax, it'll all come to you more easily."

Sci hated to admit it, but Outer was right. Stress can really do that to ya and it has probably been piling up on him lately. Boy was he glad to be dating one of the most chill of his alternates he knew. Heck, even just him talking managed to calm him down a bit!

He hung his head, this being a habit they both recognized as he stepped forward and pulled them both into a group hug. Sci would never admit it, but hugs and cuddles really comforted him. A lot.

He didn't have to look up to know the two probably had knowing looks on their faces. He knew them pretty well too after having had known them for two years after all.

"S-Sans!" His Alphys's stuttering voice came through the door as they all jolted. Oh stars, thank goodness she's waiting outside the door. It would be so difficult to explain to her about the AUs and that he's dating his future self and alternate self. After all, he was in a way somehow technically dating himself?

But he couldn't help but to chuckle at Classic's refreshing jokes and talk about the lore of the stars with Outer. No matter how much he had tried to stop himself before with "But Classic's me from the future" or "Outer is me from an alternate universe." His rational thinking did not stop his irrational soul from falling head over heals for them.

And to be honest, he didn't really regret it in the slightest.

"Sans! A-are you in there?" The voice of his lizard friend snapped him out of his daze as he quickly let go of his boyfriends.

"E-Everything's okay Alphys! Sorry, I was just really focused on something!" Well, he technically wasn't lying. He was focused on something. Glancing over his shoulder, he checked on Outer and Classic...

Only to see they were gone? What-?

Another knock was heard from the door as the yellow lizard monster's voice came through once more. "Are you sure? S-Sans... I hope you're not working too hard again."

"It's fine Alphys," he tried to reassure her. "I'm actually taking a break right now."

"O-Oh? Alright then Sans... Sorry for interrupting then..." He could hear fading footsteps going down the hall and his own exhalation of relief. Soon, two sounds of magic being used that he recognized as teleportation could be heard from behind him as Classic and Outer reappeared.

Well... Now that he was "officially" on break...

Some cuddles and movie time with the best boyfriends in the multiverse were absolutely in order.

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A/N sorry about the delays, i was looking motivation for this one since i wasn't exactly sure how to do this oneshot. luckily i was given DETERMINATION by the person who requested it <XD