#i just love crossberry so much

[sanscestships]

“Deal” DS!Crossberry-Guardian/Destroyer Headcanon (Oneshot, DS!CrossxDS!Blue)

Created on: 10/26/20

Requested by: No one. I got bored again and wanted to do a rare pair while making things more interesting while doing DreamSwap (by onebizarrekai btw you should go check them out. i know they have a tumblr for sure)

as for the "Guardian/Destroy Headcanon" part. There's a headcanon that Cross is the guardian of the AUs and Blue is the destroyer of AUs because their swapped with Ink and Error. While canonically this is not true, there's a headcanon and i decided to try it out.

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Cross was ticked as hell. No, he was livid.

Once again, he went to Taco Bell, ate his tacos, Blue had drugged the tacos somehow, he fell asleep, he woke up, and several AUs were destroyed while he was passed out.

He didn't know HOW that annoying blue scarfed destroyer kept doing it, but he needed to find a way to stop it.

Obviously, he had absolutely no intention of stop ordering from Taco Bell. He and the rest of the Meme Squad loved the tacos from Taco Bell and would absolutely live off it along with chocolate. And not ALL of the tacos he got from there were drugged by Blue.

Unfortunately, this also made it difficult for him to know if he should eat a taco or not.

No, he couldn't get one of his friends to try it. He was NOT going to risk Error or Nightmare getting knocked out because he didn't want to eat a taco himself. No he wasn't going to ask a stranger to test taste for him either. No, again, he wasn't going to stop eating Taco Bell tacos.

Then he decided he was going to go to Blue's house in Outertale, kick the fucking door down, beat the shit out of that annoying flirt, and make him stop drugging his GOD DAMN TACOS HE JUST WANTS TO EAT IN PEACE!

With that plan in mind, he quickly made a portal to the small house they all shared. If he didn't come back, he at least wanted his friends to know where he was. Stepping into the wooden floor of their kitchen, he spotted Error drinking coffee again-WAIT HOLY SHIT ERROR WAS DRINKING COFFEE AGAINASGOHISGHASOGIRHAGAERIOG-

"Error!" And it was at the moment Error knew. He fucked up. "I thought Night and I said no more drinking coffee after 4:00 PM! It's fucking 9:37. Wait a sec- DID THAT INK DOUCHEBAG DO SOMETHING TO YOU? I SWEAR I'M GONNA-"

"NONONONONONONO!" The hooded cinnamon roll quickly put the mug down, stepping between me and the door with his arms flailing around. "It's fine it's fine! I just felt like drinking coffee I swear! Ink has nothing to do with it!"

Sighing in relief that the emo bastard hadn't touched the bean, he proceeded to pretend nothing important was going to happen. "I just came over to say that I'm going to Blue's to kick his ass. If I don't come back, it means I did not kick Blue's ass. Okay?"

"Do you want us to come with you?" Error had that look on his face again. The one that said "I'm not 100% sure this is a good idea but if we're going for it I'll absolutely give way more than 500%".

"Nah, I think I can handle Blue. Plus, you should probably keep Nightmare company. I'll be fine."

Cross was not fine.

Not fine at all.

He went to Outertale, expecting Blue to be out so he could ambush him in his room. That way, he'll have the absolute advantage over him. Kicking the door down, the monochrome guardian stepped in ticked as hell to be greeted with being grabbed with strings and being hung upside down.

"FUCK!"

"Well well well~"

Shit. Flirty tone. Strings. Being face to face with a glitchy eye and snarky face. Yep, it was Blue.

"GOD DAMMIT BLUE! PUT ME DOWN AND STOP DRUGGING MY FUCKING TACOS!" Stupidly, he started flailing in the strings trying to escape. However with each and every movement, he only entangled himself further.

"Oh? And why should I?" The cocky little bastard was definitely amused by this, just standing in front of Cross as he eventually got himself so wrapped up he couldn't move anymore.

"BECAUSE I SAID SO! NOW PUT ME DOWN!"

"Okay~"

"FU-" And like that, he was dropped head first onto the floor. Groaning, he quickly grabbed the huge knife strapped onto his back and got into a battle position. "Listen Blueberry, I'm sick and tired of having to deal with not being able to eat tacos without falling asleep. So quit it before things get messy."

Obviously, that got Blue to stop and think. Though he destroyed AUs, he didn't actually enjoy the blood and misery it brought. Cross could never understand why he destroyed AUs anyway though. Was he hired to do it? Obviously not by that best friend stealer who thinks he has the right to look at one little crime someone made and say "okay you go die now". The knife wielding skeleton knew the string user well. Everything he did had a means to an end.

That didn't mean it was always an actually good reason though.

"How about a deal," Well shit, another negotiation. Cross wondered what it was going to be this time. Another theft from JR? Maybe another prank on Ink? He really didn't know with the destroyer. As much as he knew about him, he could also be unpredictable at times. "In exchange for no more taco druggings, you have to be my new guinea pig."

...

Wait wha-

"Wait, guinea pig? FOR WHAT?!" Cross did NOT like the sound of being someone's toy to play with. Especially not after what happened to his AU. He'd been a pawn in XFrickster's plan to be the "best story". And he did NOT LIKE THE SOUND OF BEING ANYWHERE NEAR THAT AGAIN.

"Calm down, I'm not going to do any weird mad scientist stuff." The glitchy eyed skeleton folded his arms, shaking his head like he was dealing with an idiotic 5 year old. In a way, he was. Cross wasn't going to deny that he could make some very questionable decisions at times. "I meant I want you to be a taste tester for me. I cook as a hobby but sometimes I'll throw random stuff in a dish to see what it tastes like. I'm merely using you as both a taste tester and a second opinion."

Oh, that was totally reassuring.

Him throwing random crap in food he has to agree to try is absolutely reassuring. But, it was this or not be able to eat tacos without being paranoid and boy would that be hell.

He knew his answer. And he did NOT LIKE that it was between this and either no tacos or AU destruction.

"Fine, but you better not poison me or feed me crap Blueberry."

[the-flowercrown-prince]

Crossing Paths - A CrossBerry Oultown Fic

There’s been a while since I’ve done anything with this AU, but here I bring the first AU ship fic. I’ve had this written for some time now and I just needed to post it, so here we go.

Underswap and Underfell by AU Community

Xtale by Jakei

***

"You can't go there, it's too dangerous!", Red argued, crossing his hands at his chest. He frowned as Blue didn't even look up, still tying his shoes.

"I'll be fine", he spoke softly, straightening his back to look at Red. "Why are you so determined to stop me?"

"I'm just worried. It's been a really long time since anybody had been there, and the rumor is that this murderer lives there!", Red said, putting a hand on Blue's shoulder. "Why would you want to go? It's a place for the dead, not for the living"

"I just have to", he said simply, his expression dropping a bit. "I'll be back before you know it"

"Can't you go tommorow? It's getting dark", Red asked. He grumbled as Blue shook his head. "Alright, but please come back home before midnight"

"I'll do my best", Blue answered, wrapping his arms around Red's torso. "You know I love you, right?"

"I know, I know", he mumbled, kissing him on the forehead. "I just don't want my only brother to get hurt"

"I won't", Blue assured, stepping away. He turned around, stopping in the doorframe. "See you!"

"Stay safe!", Red shouted after him as he disappeared into the street.

***

As Blue got closer confidence started leaving him. But he promised himself that he'd finally do it, and there was no going back now. He took in a steady breath to calm himself down.

As he approached the graveyard gate he noticed that it was slightly open. Just enough for someone small to slip in.

Just enough for Blue to slip in.

Walking through the cementary he spotted the abnormal amount of fog swirling around him. It seemed to appear very fast and out of nowhere. A shiver went down his spine.

He looked at each grave he passed by, he didn't want to take any chances. Most of the gravestones were blank, made out of some kind of black stone. But it was the rest of them that really freaked him out.

It was probably his imagination but Blue felt like the letters were crawling around the stone. He couldn't recognize the words and sentences strung together on the gravestones. Some of them had claw marks around their edges, and some were broken into pieces laying on the ground.

Blue heard a sudden noise to his right. His head jerked to the side and he stepped in the opposite direction. He looked around frantically but he couldn't see anything.

He felt something grabbing onto his ankle. He jumped away with a quiet scream. The fog around him was so thick that it was getting harder to breathe.

A whisper right behind him sent him into a sprint. Murmurs surrounded him now, his thoughts were spiraling. He couldn't see anything anymore.

He tripped, almost falling. As he regained his balance he didn't slow down for even a second. His legs burned, his breath was short but he couldn't stop.

Blue collided with something unexpectadly. Out of breath, he stumbled back and a bit to the left, hearing a cold laughter to his right.

Suddenly he was falling backwards. Ground escaped from under him as he reached out his hands in a futile attempt to catch onto something. All the air got knocked out of him.

He was going to die!

And then he felt two hands grip his wrists, yanking him forward. He got thrown into something warm and fluffy. Arms wrapped around him, pressing him against someone's chest.

Only now Blue realized what had happened. He started shivering, his legs almost giving out from under him. He pulled closer, burrying his face in the fluff of stranger's coat. He gripped onto the farbic tightly.

Tears ran down his cheeks and he let out a muffled sob. His body was shaking violently, his ears ringing. He heard distant voices but he couldn't bring up the stregth to listen to them right now. He was safe.

He was alive.

He lifted up his head and pulled away slowly. His legs were still weak but he could stand on his own. He looked at the stranger carefully. His clothes were rather odd but soft and warm, and there was a red scar under his right eye.

Could this be the person Red warned him about?

"It's not safe here", the stranger said, looking at Blue. "Stay close"

He took Blue by the hand and started leading him somewhere. The fog cleared up somewhat and he could see now. He noticed that they were heading in the direction of a small building he didn't recall seeing.

Blue was still pretty confused and shaken up so he followed along, hoping that this nice stranger won't murder him.

***

Blue pulled the blanket tighter around his shoulders. It turned out that the stranger not only didn't kill him, but he invited him to his home, sat him down on a sofa and made sure he's warm.

Maybe it won't be so bad.

The stranger returned from what Blue assumed was a kitchen, holding two steaming cups in his hands. He handed him one and he took it gladly. It was warm and as he took a sip he learned that it was some kind of tea. It burned his tongue a bit but it was still tasty.

"I made some herbal tea to help calm both of us down", he stated, taking a sip as well. "It's been so long since someone corporeal has been here", he murmured under his breath. "What's... what's your name?"

"Blue", he answered without hesitation.

"Blue... That's a nice name", the stranger said, smiling a bit. "You can call me C"

It looked like a weight got lifted off of his chest. Blue laughed out breathlessly, a little bit relieved. But he couldn't shake off the feeling that there was something familiar about this.

Silence fell over them as they were finishing their drinks. It was getting to the point of being awkward, so Blue decided to break it.

"Well... what do you plan on doing next?", he asked, setting the cup down on a table.

"First and foremost, we need to get you out of here safely", C said and sighed. "The spirits are angry and soon even I might not be able to protect you"

Blue opened his mouth but he couldn't find an answer so he just nodded. C got up and took his hand in his own, helping him stand up as well.

He felt his cheeks get warmer as he got lead out of the house. Walking through the graveyard he clinged to his arm, and as he looked at C he noticed a brief soft smile on his face.

He quickly realized that they were taking a different route than he did. Soon, they reached a small door in the fence surrounding the cementary. C pushed it lightly and it creaked open.

"Beyond here there's a path through the forest. As long as you stick to it you should stay safe and reach the town in no time", C said.

Blue nodded and turned around, but then he remembered something.

"Hey C, do you if anyone named Chaser is buried here?", he asked cautiously.

C took a small step back, focusing his memory.

"I don't recall anyone with this name, no", he answered. "But I'd need to check to make sure"

Blue sighed.

"Okay, thanks", he said, smiling gently. He reached out a hand but quickly retreated.

They stood there in silence for a couple of seconds before C took a step forward, wrapping his arms stifly around Blue. He hugged back tightly, hiding his face in the crook of his neck. He suddenly felt like crying, and he had no idea why.

After a while C stepped away, giving him a somewhat shaky smile.

"Are you gonna be okay on your own?", he asked softly.

Blue nodded slowly, smiling back. C found his hand in the dark and gave it a gentle, reassuring squeeze before turning back around.

"Goodbye", he said, his voice not much louder than a whisper.

"I guess I'll be seeing you", Blue replied, letting go of his hand and taking a step back. He went through the gate and into the forest firmly.

When he was completely out of C's potential line of sight he let himself break down for just a moment before walking the rest of the way to town.

[onebizarrekai]

Heyyy there! Uhh... Soo.... I love Dreamswap, like, really really much. And I got into topic yesterday, so now I'm all over it. I just want to say that I absolutely love the designs and the story, and the fact that ending is customizable! That's a really good idea! Anyway, I've planned to write a book with it because I didn't see any... Well... Good. So, which schema is better to add? 1. Dreammare/crink/errorberry, 2. Dreammare/inkerror/crossberry, 3. Drink/Crossmare/Errorberry?

frankly, there is no superior outcome. use your imagination! what matters is how you approach it, not the subject matter.

nobody said they all had to end up in relationships in the ‘end’ either! endings usually aren’t defined by that kind of thing.