Spooktober Day 3 👻💎🌙

Moving forward

The lonely and unloved,

In times of both light and darkness...

I’m Right...Right?

Yellow everyone! Here, have a Nightmare centered oneshot! Yep, that’s right: Nightmare. This is mostly because of @dreemurr-skelememer‘s drawing of an argument between the brothers that just vibed with me so much, I had to write an aftermath type thing from what I think Nightmare would react. Hope you enjoy!

Fandom: Undertale, but specifically Dreamtale

Characters: Nightmare (Who belongs to Joku)

Warnings: Self-hatred, language and I think that’s it? Let me know!

Word Count: 1579

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The sound of the portal echoed in his ears. He stared at the last place his brother was, not moving, not blinking as he left. The clearing fell into an uneasy quiet, like it too shared his feelings of surprise and anger over what had just happened. He couldn’t even hear any wind. It was, if he was honest, unreal.

Nightmare stared. He stared and stared, although he had no clue why.

He stood there, chest heaving and yet not hearing his breathing; the static in his head too loud.

He should leave. He had no reason to remain here, so the logical thing to do would be to open up a portal, just like Dream did, and leave, forgetting this ever happened. His boys would distract him from thinking about this further with all their games and chaos they do when they aren’t battling. Soon, he would forget this ever happened, just like Dream would. Soon, they would be back to their regular fights, regular taunting and banter, regular pleas and arguments.

Soon…everything would go back to normal.

…

…

…

However…

“You were everything to me…” Broken voice. Tears running down, never-ending. Desperate for an answer that Nightmare couldn’t give because—

…something tells him that won’t happen.

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Nightmare not being able to see well at all, because his eyelight has had so much magic forced through it for so long that it basically just broke from the strain.

It's not just blurry either; he sees his own magic loose inside his eyelight- so he sees everything sorta patchy, his vision focuses and unfocuses out of his control, maybe tunnel vision, random 'blind spots', all the weird things.

Bonus: he senses the magic of others around him, maybe not just people and animals but.. Plants... Because nightmare being able to see via grass is just. Yes.

To add to this, in a sterile environment he gets disoriented very easily; he might pace in circles, he'll probably keep a defensive stance, and he'll be less responsive to everything going on around him because He Does Not Know What Is Happening and it scares him

Double bonus: Nightmare having nasty hallucinations.

Partly because of his eyelight being broken and his mind just... Filling in the blanks. Like how sometimes a heap of clothes on a chair or something can look like a person standing there when the room is dark. Except it's like that all the time. He cannot get away from it, this is just how he sees the world.

Partly because his negative magic might have an effect on his mental state.

Also partly because centuries of being corrupted and having little to no positive interactions with actual people would definitely take it's toll on one's mental health and emotional state. He can probably hardly think straight to reason that the hallucinations can't hurt him. Triple Bonus: Dust finds out about the hallucinations and is very determined to help Nightmare with the issue by any means necessary.

This could include Dust using audio cues like snapping his fingers or something to better communicate with Night, or just to get his attention and let him know he's not alone when he seems disoriented or overwhelmed

Error might use string to lay out across the base, maybe just in corners of hallways and such, so Nightmare would be able to sense the magic and know where he's going.

(I think he'd have memorized his base, but it still might take him a second sometimes, and someone points this out and Error does it despite Night's protests because he really doesn't have anything better to do)

Horror might also use audio cues, and he might get more defensive of Nightmare. He would also absolutely take advantage of Nightmare's weakness to prank him. (Dust and Killer cannot resist joining in on the chaos.

Visionn't

Inktobertale Day 12: Cringy

Aka Fandom Culture 101 with Ink :P

Ink belongs to @myebi / @comyet

They're preparing for someone's death scene

Killertale by [@ rahafwabas ]

Dusttale by [@ ask_dusttale ]

Do you like apples. Also is the OG Nightmare still in there somewhere, under all that darkness and goop?

I’m not too fond of apples, no.

And...

A little something for the boring days in my cozy home, hope you guys are doing well out there! =)

Ink!Sans by @myebi

Outline!Sans by @digital-template

Error!Sans by @loverofpiggies

Sepa!Sans by ???

Dream!Sans by @jokublog

UnderTale-Orginal!Sans by Toby Fox

Outertale!Sans by @outertale

Cross!Sans + Cross!Chara by @jakei95

Nightmare!Sans by @jokublog

Killer!Sans by @rahafwabas

Underfell + Underswap by the Au community

Yesterday really hit me in the face and I was rendered perfectly unable to write xD So, a day late again, I present to you: Shadow is unable to not make things angsty Day 8: Snow

Dust and Horror stood at the window, looking out while Cross tried to get a peek as well, jumping around behind them.

“Woah!”, he exclaimed as he finally saw what had the other two so excited. “This is the first time I saw it snow here!”

“Same for us”, Horror chimed.

“It’s so much already, it must’ve snowed through the whole night”, Dust stated.

“Well”, Killer laughed as he hugged all of them from behind, “You know what that means, right?”

Cross wanted to ask where Killer came from, but was interrupted by Dust and Horror running off while screaming they wouldn’t loose. Killer grabbed Cross by the arm and dragged him out to the yard as well.

Nightmare sat on the roof, looking at the spectacle that unfolded on the castle’s yard in front of him. His boys were having fun and the corners of his mouth *almost* curved upwards. But as fast as the moment came it vanished again as well and he wore his usual frown again. His mind was wandering to directions he didn’t like.

“You’re thinking about him again, right?”, Killer asked, sitting down next to Nightmare. He must’ve teleported up there. “It’s the first time I saw snow here.”

“It’s the second time I see snow here”, Nightmare mumbled, still in thought. “He would’ve liked it.”

“You know it’s not too late for-”

“It is”, Nightmare interrupted him. “Five hundred years too late.” Nightmare looked off to the yard again where the remaining three were still throwing snowballs at each other. “It doesn’t matter anyway”, he said. “I have all I could ever ask for.”

“Liar”, Killer huffed. “We are not enough, it’s obvious. Not enough to distract you from the bond that ties you to him. You want him, Nightmare. You need him. Like a flower needs the rain and the sun. You are drawn to him like the night is to the day, the sun to the moon. You can’t have one without the other. I’m sure he feels it too.”

“I’ve been hunting him down ever since he woke up”, Nightmare sighed. “Nothing I can do could ever make it up to him.”

“He’s been trying to talk to you, reconcile even-”, Killer stopped for a moment as he watched Nightmare crawl into himself. He sighed. “He hasn’t stopped trying even a single time. Consider it”, Killer said and stood up again.

He teleport es back down to join the ongoing snowball fight, but not before he said one last thing.

“I’m sure it’s what he wants as well, playing in the snow with you.”

If only they had talked about everything. Maybe they’d find another way.

Dreamtale by @jokublog