#dust sans story?

[ant1quarian]

Imagine Making a Dustverse story

Imagine being tempted to do that

Wdym I'm definitely not

. . .

It would be super chaotic but I mean-

"Dust 1 entered the room, looked at Dust 18, then turned the fuck around and walked out."

I'd have to give all of them nicknames which also means contacting their creators and asking whether they would like it as a nickname cos like. Y'know.

[angstyhikka]

His Story: Consequences Pg 59-60

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[sandeewithtwoe]

Nightmare’s favourite food?

In case you can’t read my writing:

Killer: … oh shit

Dust: did you just burn something again?

Killer: yeah… the popcorn got burnt :(

Dust: sigh, let’s just throw it out before Horror sees it

Nightmare: what is that HORRIBLE smell?

Dust: N-NIGHTMARE! I MEAN BOSS!

Killer: I burned the pop. Sorry

Nightmare: Burnt popcorn..? *eats it* Mmm! Delicious!

Nightmare: Now go back to training! I don’t want weak idiots working for me!!

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[kuuuuro]

He doesn’t like him very much.

But for some reason, the others have a hard time telling them apart…

[xpau-official]

Did nightmare make killer, horror, and dust’s sweaters?

He then proceeded to alter all the plain sweaters until everyone finally agreed to wear them.

Horror was content from the start.

Dust nitpicked every step of the way.

Nightmare gave in after a week of pestering and begging.

The sweater adventure is real.

[jimmawww]

Fave Save Points

Resident Evil

Daymare: 1994 Sandcastle

Ico

Shadow of the Colossus

Silent Hill 3

Signalis

No More Heroes

Metroid Prime

Ape Escape

Nier: Automata

Dark Souls

Metal Gear Solid

Tunic

Kingdom Hearts 2

Cave Story

Tales of Symphonia

Castlevania: Symphony of the Night

Little Witch Nobeta

Prince of Persia: The Two Thrones

GTA: San Andreas

Undertale

OneShot

Hollow Knight

Need For Speed: Rivals

Onirism

F.I.S.T.

Dust

Earthbound (worst)

[zelphin124]

DreamTale Short Story

This is the prize for the honorable mention, @cakesmelons from the SeasonTale Creative Challenge! Apologies it took so long to get to.

My writing commissions are still open! (If you can, please commission. I'm digging into emergency funds right now.)

Enjoy!

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"He's not getting any better."

Killer paced outside the big black door, his hands squeezing his skull together. He was panicking, and he didn't know what to do.

Dust came out with a list of things the boss would need, but none of them were obtainable anytime soon.

Horror did his best to slave in the kitchen, but the boss would barely eat anything.

In fact, he had been sick for weeks. Nightmare couldn't get out of his bed without throwing a heap of coughs. The gang had never seen him like this before, and it worried them. It was so bad that all missions and plans were cancelled week after week. Even Killer started to get bored. But all of them were concerned for their boss.

"What are we going to do?" Horror was the most concerned about Nightmare out of the three. He barely ate and slept just like the boss, all to make sure he was okay.

"Nothing we have is working," Dust flipped through his list again. "Everything that we would need is out of stock in the AUs we've been to... we've stolen it all."

"So then we go to more AUs and get more medicine!" Killer hissed, stopping his pacing. "We find more of it, and give it to boss..."

"It's not working!" Horror cried. "He's just gotten worse..."

"We need blue bone fiber," Dust said. "But... no one has it."

"The last time I saw it was when we were fighting the Star Sanses," Killer sighed. "There's no way they would give some to us..."

There was a moment of silence as Nightmare hauled a dozen or so coughs that echoed inside his room. Each cough hurt the trio's souls worse and worse. Although Nightmare could sometimes be cruel and unnerving, he was still their boss... and he took them in and cared for them.

"What if they did give it to us?" Horror proposed.

Dust's face looked like he just got hit by a baseball bat. "The heck you mean, 'what if'? They would never!"

"They might," Horror argued. "This is Nightmare we are talking about... didn't Dream have some sort of attachment to him?"

"Duh, they're brothers," Killer rolled his eyes as his soul flickered. Black tears started to drip down his skull. "But that was like, 500 years ago-"

"But what if he still cared for Nightmare?" Horror continued. "Surely, we could convince him to give us some medicine to help his sick brother."

"And give away the info that he's deathly ill to our enemies? Are you out of your mind?!" Dust hissed, throwing his clipboard on the ground. "Think with your brain for once!"

Killer pulled on Dust's shoulder, holding him back. "Actually..." he put his phalanges to his chin. "We could... manipulate Dream."

"We've tried that before and it didn't work," Horror shook his head. "I say we tell him upfront we need his help."

"You two are insane," Dust pushed Killer away from him. "They. Would. Not. Help. Us."

"Dream tends to be more deceivable when Swap and Ink aren't with him..." Killer smirked. "And he goes to visit that weird stump often."

"Maybe we could catch him there..." Horror added. "And we should be honest with what we need."

"Eh, who needs honesty when we have knives?" Killer smirked, pulling one out of his pocket and twirling it before walking away. "Come on, I'm sure he'll be there tonight!"

Dust's head bellowed with smoke coming out of it before he shouted in frustration, following after Killer. He seemed to be in an argument with himself again, despite him claiming it was his brother.

Horror sighed, hoping beyond hope that this would work. He creaked open the door to his boss' chambers.

Nightmare's eyes were glazed over as he stared at the ceiling. His hands were properly folded across his chest, and he looked unnaturally gray. He didn't have enough energy to sit up when he coughed, which slowly suffocated him. Thankfully, Killer sat him up earlier when he was asleep, but it only helped a little.

Horror mouthed some comforting words to his boss and to himself before he closed the door and bounded after the others. This has to work... his chest ached with anxiety. I don't know what I would do if it doesn't...

* * *

The gentle ray of sunshine looked so dim in the dark clouds. His light wasn't as bright when he stared at the stump in a forgotten land. Oftentimes, he would mutter words unbeknownst to anyone else. Sometimes, onlookers could catch him crying.

Dust had difficulty keeping Killer quiet as they sneaked up to Dream. It took everything in Killer to not giggle from excitement. The grin on his face was one of a girl getting to buy her favorite doll.

Dust hated it.

Horror thought it was amusing.

The more Killer smiled and laughed, the most Dust threatened to push him out in the open, away from the bushes. Horror encouraged Dust not to. They were close to sneaking up on Dream. One wrong move, and their plans might be screwed.

"I'm sorry, mother," The voice of Dream stopped them in their tracks. Expect for Killer's giggling. Apparently, everything was funny to him.

"I am doing my best to protect the balance, but it's hard..." Dream sighed. "People don't have hope anymore, and it weakens me..."

Before Horror could stop Dust, he pushed the laughing Sans out into the open, cursing at him.

Dream spun around, wiping his face as he observed Killer. His eyes widened, and he summoned his bow.

"Woah woah woah," Killer glared at Dust in the bushes before slowly approaching the ray of sunshine. "No need to shoot that, I'm not here to fight."

"Then what are you here to do, Killer?" Dream glared, extending his bow with each step Killer took.

"Hey can we not just talk? Not everything's gotta be about fighting ya know?" Killer bowed playfully, one of his hands gripping a knife behind him. "It's not like I'm going-"

"What do you want, Killer?"

Killer shrugged and sighed like a kid before standing up straight. "I know you still care about your brother."

Dream's grip on his bow loosened. He seemed taken aback. "W-What do you mean?"

"Come on now, I know you still spare him in battles. I see how you fight him; I see how you hold back."

"He's taking too long..." Dust whispered. "We need that blue bone fiber fast... Nightmare skipped his other medicine."

Horror shifted uncomfortably, wondering if he should go up and be honest, unlike Killer's stalling.

"It doesn't matter if I hold back or not," Dream sighed. "I still will stop you!"

"If you wanted to stop us, you would have already," Killer shrugged. "Now, I've come to make an offer. One that... I don't think you can refuse."

"What offer is he talking about?" Dust hissed.

Horror shrugged. He too, had no idea.

Dream glanced over at the bushes where Dust and Horror were hiding. His eyes narrowed in suspicion, but he lowered his bow. "What... offer?"

"Tell you what, Dreamy," Killer took another step up the hill. "How about we end this lil war of ours? Let's make a deal, and neither of us have to suffer."

"What's the catch?" Dream asked.

Horror couldn't wait any longer, Killer was taking too long. He sprang up from the bush and ran over to where Killer was. "We need blue bone fiber!"

Dream took a step back in surprise, before narrowing his eyes at the two. "Let me guess, Dust is with you too?"

"Idiots," Dust hissed as he casually trailed behind.

Dream shook his head and backed away. "Nuh uh, I ain't getting ambushed by you three-"

"We are not here to fight, Dream," Horror sighed. "Nightmare is sick... very sick... it's why you haven't seen us."

"We need the blue bone fiber to heal him, stat." Dust added.

Horror watched the conflicting emotions swirl in the sunshine's eyes. So he does still care, huh.

"That... makes sense," Dream whispered.

"I was getting there, guys!" Killer rolled his eyes. "I was striking a deal!"

"Nightmare wouldn't agree to a deal without his permission!" Dust barked.

"To save his life, he might!"

"That's not-"

"Boys," Dream interrupted them. "Look, I understand the dire of your situation. I can give Nightmare the blue bone fiber that I have... on one condition."

"Anything," Horror answered before the others could speak.

"I will go give him the fiber."

"Ain't no way," Dust shook his head. "Boss would not be happy about that."

Killer laughed. "So, you can kill him with your positivity?"

"I wouldn't kill him," Dream sighed. "I just... wish to see him again. If he's not so busy trying to kill me... maybe he will just hear me out..."

"You can give it to him," Horror answered. "Anything to save his life."

Dream stared at Horror for a long time before he smiled softly. "I'm glad he has you guys. You care about him... You risked coming to me to save him, it shows a lot. Thank you for... taking care of him all this time."

"Oh whatever," Dust sighed. "Can you give him the blue bone fiber already?"

"I will go grab it, and I'll meet you at the castle." Dream replied.

"Well hurry up," Dust hissed as he dragged Killer by the arm. "Your brother doesn't have long."

* * *

"He's in there."

Dream nodded softly before following Horror into Nightmare's room. The sunshine winced as he came in direct contact with negativity. It didn't slow his pace, however. He had a mission to save his brother, regardless if the murder trio liked it or not.

Nightmare's hands shook as Dream got closer. "What... are you... doing here..."

Horror found it intriguing that Dream remained silent as he crushed the blue bone fiber in the bowl. He sat on the edge of the bed and slowly fed it to Nightmare, the negative unable to resist.

"What did you... do..."

"Blue bone fiber," Dream answered his brother. "It will heal you within the next two days or so."

Boss seemed bewildered, and his eyes barely opened as he glanced at Dream. "W... why?"

"I..." Dream paused, wiping his teary eyes again. "I don't want to fight anymore. I miss my brother... I just want to have peace with you..."

Nightmare's breath was shaky as he tried to swallow the remaining fiber. "You... missed me?"

"I've always missed you," Dream sighed. "I never liked fighting you. I just did so you would stop killing people..."

"I..."

"But that doesn't matter right now," Dream continued. "I want you to get better, and I want you to recover and be okay. I care about you..."

Horror watched as Nightmare's weak hand barely touched Dream's.

"... I... care about you... too..."

Dream had to hold in his positive feelings of reassurance and resolution as he grasped Nightmare's hand. "I'll be here for you, brother."

Nightmare coughed again. "Go... now..."

Dream nodded and squeezed his brother's hand one more time before stepping towards the door, Horror following close behind. He couldn't help but notice a small smile on his boss' face before shutting the door. He sighed softly as he glanced at Dream. "Thank you, I don't know how to repay you."

The widest smile covered Dream's face as he brushed his arms and cried happy tears for the first time in a while.

"No, thank you."

[yuriyuruandyuraart]

i just wanna see more of these two dorks interacting omg >:'D <333

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handwriting translation under the cut!!

@justalittleguest GRAAAHHHH okay i have thoughts. love thinking about these guys from a more canon perspective actually. i think honestly. geno would only have a positive interaction with horror because like. doing Anything for papyrus. they could very much relate. i think given time they could probably even become friends but also horror trust issues. horror's paranoia. it would be ummmmmm a strained. friendship.

i also think nightmare just brings in other sanses to cause chaos and spread negativity among the crew every once in a while just cause it's funny. it benefits him too yeah but mostly it's funny. assigning them babysitting duty every 6 weeks.

HORROR: god no i fucking hate working for boss. but it keeps paps+snowdin fed and queen off my back.

GENO: hell if i don't know what it's like to do anything for paps.

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DUST (signing hurriedly): no thank you

KILLER: dust you have to let me make this escape dust please DUST—

DUST: FLEE

KILLER: DUST IM GOING TO FUCKING OBLITERATE YOU

GENO: so...what's the deal with you two?

KILLER: your eye looks too much like boss's, man...

—

NIGHTMARE: wow i'm so glad i brought this guy in today

[ant1quarian]

Another Story Idea (Sanses x Reader)

Y'know how a lot of the Sans x Readers are the whole "Six in a House and you have to deal with them and live with them also Classic Sans is rich"?

Consider multiverse shenanigans that Readz gets dragged into when- due to Sans messing around with the machine, as he always does- but it's underground.

Readz, though not a Frisk, gets tugged along with The Original from Undertale (As they are Frisk's older sibling) and sort of just gets plunged into this way of existing without being able to mentally do the thing

Now, on top of all of the "fuck we gotta break the barrier" shit, there's also the whole

"THERE'S FIVE TORIELS, FIVE PAPYRI, EIGHT SANSES, AND LITERAL DUPLICATES OF EVERYONE ELSE."

"WE DON'T HAVE ENOUGH SPACE FOR THIS."

"WHERE DID THOSE LAST TWO GUY'S AUS GO?"

Also Sans panicking over not having enough money cos holy hecca

Just an idea :]

[angstyhikka]

His Story: Consequences

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Decision to draw a huge comic in a full color format was a mistake :,)

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[ser-res]

hear me out

toxic dark cream but cross loves killer and killer does too and shatter doesn't approve of this

CW! Gore, Manipulation

shatter finds out and they're angry cause they see it as cross betraying them and cheating on them(despite cross probably getting forced into this relationship shatter made up)

so they decide to get rid of killer while cross watches

shatter pins killer down and they, out of pure curiosity, start to push killer's soul closer to his chest

killer starts to fight back, trying to push shatter's hand away because he knows what'll happen if his soul gets stuffed into his ribcage

shatter finds this amusing and intriguing, eventually they win the fight and successfully pushed killer's soul into his ribcage

it took a second but then there was the first crack, then multiple followed after and killer's pained groans

shatter dropped him to the floor and turned to cross, now satisfied by the reaction, "this is what happens when you decide to run off and find someone else."

cross covered his mouth in shock, taking a few steps forward because he wanted to heal killer, he loved him but shatter kept him back, restraining him with their tendrils

"stop! let me heal him, please! please, i won't see him anymore, just let me heal him!" he begged but to no prevail

"this is a lesson, cross. do NOT defy me, we're going home" cross froze, a few memories coming back, shatter sounded like his father and it scared him

cross took one more look back at killer, who was curled up on his side clutching his stomach and the sound of cracking was still present

killer looked up with a wavering and faint eyelight, he smiled and signed "i love you" and mouthed it

it was a silly moment that happened way back

...

cross showed killer sign language and showed him how to sign 'i love you'

"you're such a dork and that's cheesy, im never gonna do that"

they laughed it off, not knowing that this would be a touching moment in the future

...

cross teared up upon seeing killer sign it, his arms were restricted so he couldn't sign it back so instead he mouthed "i love you too."

killer relaxed and kept his eyelight on cross until shatter forcefully made cross leave with them

dust was sent out to find killer after nightmare realized killer wasn't coming back, he so happened to find killer on the ground bleeding out

dust quickly picked killer up and got them back home

killer was dazed unable to comprehend dust's words

"killer, who did this to you? killer? can you hear me? fxck, snap out of it damn it!"

dust noticed the absence of killer's soul but the glow was still there, lifting his sweater up he saw the damage

killer's ribcage was completely blown out, it was a miracle some of the bones stayed connected even if by a sliver

dust carefully extracted the soul and set it to the side, it was dripping with both determination and killer's blood

dust healed what he could without hurting killer but eventually had to call in nightmare because he was starting to freak out, feel sick from how much damage there was, and started to get hysterical

even nightmare was horrified by what it saw, even if it didn't show it

at this point killer had passed out, which was a good thing, as long as he wasn't dusting so nightmare healed the rest of what dust couldn't, its goop keeping the broken bones together

nightmare watched killer's soul while dust was taken out of the room by horror, who took him to the kitchen for a comfort snack even though dust felt like his nonexistent gut was churning and he felt like heaving every last bit of magic out

nightmare couldn't think of anyone who would do this, killer had no known enemies aside from the stars but even so he was well acquainted with them and they wouldn't do this much damage

silly little thought that i might make into a fic 👀

killer - rahafwabas

cross - jakei

dust - ask-dusttale

nightmare - jokublog

reminder, this is just my interpretation of shatter and not related to any other fics/stories of dark cream ":D

shattered - galacii-gallery

[ut-poppy-askblog]

Happy pride month, folks!

[spookyboris2]

Alrighty, here he is- Took a bit since my tablet kept crashing on me (usually that only happens when I draw Error or Fatal funnily enough).

Maybe I'll redesign and change the story a bit at some point but for now here's what I have.

OG Dust by Ask-Dusttale

Lore stuff is below if anyones interested! :D

Okay, I came up with this idea very quickly and I don't know how to go about this so bear with me. This specific version of Dust was one that joined Nightmare along with Horror and Killer as usual. However, It's nothing close to the family dynamic alot of people like to give them, unfortunately.

Dust soon became extremely good friends with Horror during this time. Killer not so much. Dust eventually decided that neither of them deserved any of this, and decided to rebel against Nightmare.

This completely backfired however, as Nightmare already could tell what they had been planning. Killer and Nightmare immediately hunted them down and it became a fight between Killer and Nightmare against Dust and Horror.

Dust had been terribly injured during the battle, having lost his other eye due to Nightmare and Killer, now matching Horror.

Horror, seeing this immediately chose to defend Dust so he could retreat safely. Horror knew he couldn't be killed until his eye back in his universe was destroyed, so he knew he had to get Dust out of there.

Dust hasn't seen Horror since then, but he believes he is okay.

Other neat stuff:

Dust is worried Nightmare and them are still hunting him down, so he tries to avoid talking to anyone to ensure they're safe.

When asked about what happened he'll refuse to answer (maybe he'll cave eventually)

Most of his time is spent wandering universes as he doesn't want to stay in one place for too long.

He usually wears his scarf, I just drew him here without it.

Of course he needed a new hoodie cause his other one was damaged beyond repair.

He wouldn't be fond of any AU Nightmare's or Killer's. (Refusing to even give them a chance to talk to him.)

He'd be jealous of other AU's where the bad sanses happily get along.

If I come up with more I'll add it here! :D

[unknownarmageddon]

They then proceeded to start a band

Killer belongs to Rahafwabas Dust belongs to Ask-Dusttale

Death’s Doorstep (this band AU) belongs to me