Note: So um, this fanfic(?) will pretty much jump and jump to different events so I am soo sorry If your confused ;v;
“If I could begin to be, half of what you think of me. I can do about anything, I could how to love...”
“When I see, the way you act. Wondering when I’m coming back. I could do about anything, I could even learn how to love like you~”
Nightmare and Cross were caught, again. Both of them are in the cells inside the JR. Both are them in seperate cells, but they’re close so they’re pretty much cell neighbours.
A sound of a door opening alarmed the two, and Cross glared at the figure that walked in.
Nightmare took a glimpse at Dream, and a part of him misses the old times they had before that apple incident.
“I always thought, I might be bad now I’m sure that its true.”
Nightmare looked at Dream, who was weilding a golden apple. “Dream, what the heck are you doing?!” Nightmare yelled. Dream looked at Nightmare, holding the golden apple closer to him. “Sorry Nightmare, but... its must be done.”
Nightmare watched, frozen in place, witnessing Dream taking a bite of the apple. Wings sprouted behind his back.
“Your the source of all the suffering and pain... and I must get rid of it.” Dream glared at Nightmare.
“Look at you go, I just adore you.”
Nightmare and Cross ran through the corriders, they have just pulled yet another prank at the JR. Nightmare laughed at he saw the JR guards trying to catch them.
They played the game of cat and mouse until they reached outside, Error watiting for his other buddies “Hurry up and get in you guys!” Error’s voice glitched
“Get them before they escape!” Cross and Nightmare got near of the glitched portal and jumped in and Error followed, closing the portal behind him.
“They escaped!”
“Darn it...”
Dream looked at the area that the portal used to stand, and the thought of the sound of mischevious laughter of Nightmare suddenly popped up in his mind, but he brushed it off.
“I wish that I knew... What makes you think I’m so special?”
“If I could begin to do, something that does right by you. I would do about anything, I would even learn how to love...”
“When I see the way you look, shaken on how long it took.”
“I could do about anything, I could even learn how to love like you.”
So I was listening to Numb by Linkin Park on loop and I thought it kinda described Blue’s relationship with his Papyrus.
Then this *Motions to the fic* happened. Angst warning? Nah, I don’t think so.
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I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Papyrus constantly yelled at Blue for not being the brother he wanted. Blue often pretended to be that brother but it tired Blue.
Feeling so faithless, lost under the surface
He lost faith in Papyrus a long time ago. Blue knew that underneath his Papyrus’ bones, a soulless creature lurked. There was no way he was ever going to love Blue.
I don’t know what you’re expecting of me
No matter how hard Blue tried, he never met the expectations of Papyrus. Blue soon gave up trying to figure out what Papyrus expected him to do.
Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes
Papyrus acted like he had some sort of legacy, a legacy Blue would carry on. So now Blue had another weight on his shoulders.
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Blue was trapped, there was no way out of this mess.
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
It seemed that Papyrus found flaws in the smallest things that Blue did, maybe it was for an excuse to hit him.
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Was there ever going to be a way out of this?
I’ve become so numb, I can’t feel you there
Blue stopped feeling the pain, he had become numb to the blows and words. If Papyrus ever loved Blue, that love was long gone.
Become so tired, so much more aware
He began to notice his surroundings, and started to manipulate them.
By becoming this all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you
He never wanted to follow Papyrus’ plan for him, Blue wanted to carve his own path.
Can’t you see that you’re smothering me?
Papyrus was completely oblivious to the damage he was causing Blue. Even if he did know, he showed no sign of sympathy.
Holding too tightly, afraid to lose control
Papyrus soon learned of Blue’s plans for himself. Papyrus was going to lose his control over Blue. And Papyrus didn’t want that.
‘Cause everything that you thought I would be
Papyrus had created an image that Blue would be a popular Royal Guardsmen so Paps would rise up in popularity with Blue.
Has fallen apart right in front of you
But Blue was throwing that image away, he was painting his own image. This led to more pain.
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
Bit by bit, Blue was slowly finding a way out of this cycle with the help of a human child.
Every step that I take is another mistake to you
Papyrus wasn’t going to escape, he would perish. At the hands of Blue. It would be a “mistake” of Blue.
Caught in the undertow, just caught in the undertow
The world as they knew it began deteriorating and turning into code.
And every second I waste is more than I can take!
Blue started to run away from the code. He had to spend every second running.
I’ve become so numb, I can’t feel you there
He looked around, maybe his Papyrus died. Blue didn’t see him. Blue didn’t feel sorrow in that thought.
Become so tired, so much more aware
He then noticed Papyrus, he had survived for quite a bit.
By becoming this all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you
Blue was disappointed, if Papyrus had died Blue would be able to choose his own future. Papyrus looked disappointed to see Blue as well.
And I know I may end up failing too
Suddenly the ground beneath Papyrus gave way. Blue nearly fell as Papyrus gripped into a ledge, screaming for Blue to help him.
But I know you were just like me with someone disappointed in you
Blue closed his eyes, he realized he was in control of this. He opened his eyes, smirked and pushed Papyrus into the void below.
I’ve become so numb, I can’t feel you there
Blue ignored Papyrus’ screams of terror. He felt nothing for him.
Become so tired, so much more aware
Blue noticed he was the last monster in the underground.
By becoming this all I want to do is be more like me and be less like you
Blue was finally able to choose his own path. The child had come to save Blue. But he never made it to his intended destination. He had gone to the Anti-Void.
I’ve become so numb, I can’t feel you there
It was empty. There was nothing.
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Blue looked around frantically, he was finally free from Papyrus but now he had nowhere to go. He was no longer his old self.
I’ve become so numb, I can’t feel you there
There was nothing, absolutely nothing. It had become a hell hole for Blue. He searched around, “This isn’t what I was promised! Get me out of here!”
I’m tired of being what you want me to be
Time passed quickly, soon Blue forgot most of his old life. The image Papyrus had painted it Blue was gone. Now a glitch stood in its place.
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This fic is pretty crappy, but I mean it’s like one in the morning and I need sleep. I’m probably gonna redo this but meh *shrugs* I’m too lazy. Also my eyes hurt so that’s probably a sign that I need to take a break.
“This is it, you murderer. This is where you die.”
“Actually, I believe it’s where you die, criminal.“
A red knife and a gold claymore clashed together, lava swirling beneath them. The metal gave off deadly sparks as they struck each other, but neither Dream nor Cross seemed to notice- or care.
“Really? That is the best you can come up with?!” Cross parried Dream’s blow, skidding back a few inches thanks to his opponent’s strength. He winced, not daring to let the Lord of Justice Reigns see him nervous. Cross backed away a few feet, his blows progressively getting weaker.
“What? Is it not fitting, calling a traitorous outlaw like you a criminal? Is that not-” Dream easily blocked Cross’s quick jab at his ribs, flaring his wings and keeping himself steady. “-what you and my brother are?”
Cross snarled, lunging forward and nearly taking the mad skeleton’s head off with one blow. “Since when did you ever get the right to decide who was a criminal and who wasn’t?! We’re saving people from your messed-up cult! That isn’t a criminal act!”
He took a step back, misjudging how close he was too the edge of the platform the two were on.
With a loud yell, Cross fell backwards, desperately grasping onto the thick, cold metal surface that was the suspension bridge. The lava of the CORE bubbled below him, and Cross remembered what happened to most Gasters.
He looked up at Dream, standing over him, watching him.
Cross scratched at the bridge, fingers slipping-
-and a hard, rough foot pounced on his hands, knocking them free and leaving Cross to fall into the CORE.
Dream watched him fall, smiling.
And then there was a bright, burning light.
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Dream stepped back into his office, only the least bit surprised to find Ink sitting in his chair, sound asleep, feet resting on his desk and probably crushing important paperwork.
He sighed, clearing his non-existent throat. Ink’s eyesockets snapped open, and he laughed nervously. “Uh- welcome home, boss..?”
Ink was immediately kicked off of the chair and desk, then sent straight to his room.
As he was walking out the door, the soulless skeleton paused. “…where were you, anyway? You were gone for hours.”
Dream opened his mouth, reaching for an answer in his mind. There was a fuzzy shape, and outline of someone he was fighting. Probably someone important.
But he didn’t know who.
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Nightmare laughed evilly as Browser easily overtook Mario, reaching the finish line. Error groaned and put down his controller in defeat.
The negative guardian jumped up too his feet in victory. “I AM THE KING OF MARIO KART! TRY AND KILL ME, FOR YOU SHALL FAIL TO SUCCEED!”
Error snorted. “That was a terrible victory cry.”
“HOW DARE” Nightmare looked appalled, bringing a hand to his chest.
Something purple trickled down his face, making Nightmare pause.
Error jumped up, touching his friend’s face after a moment of hesitation, wiping away the tears. “What’s wrong? Did I wound your pride that badly?”
Nightmare blinked, almost…confused, despite the tears in his eyes. There was someone in the back of his mind, someone who he should remember.
“…I don’t know why I’m crying.”
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*Nervous laughter*
So uh I threw this together and showed it to some people on RPC and they liked it so I decided to throw it at you for some stupid reason why did I do this ha ha ha ha ha-
Anyway sorry Kai here’s my random Dreamswap angst at 1:53 in the morning have fun
Dream woke up in a flash while clutching to himself. He looked around the room relief that everything was okay. All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door.
*Knock Knock Knock*
Dream stared at the door. “Who is it, what do you want?” He sat on his bed while waiting for an answer.
“It’s me boss ink, I wanted to come in to check upon you.” Dream had sighed, relief that ink was okay.
“You may come in.” The door had opened, ink walked inside his room. “Sorry if I interrupted your sleep boss.” Dream got out of bed.
“No, it’s fine.” Dream felted more to what ink said. “Do you need to ask me something?” Ink was surprised, but yet he was nervous.
“U-uh..” Ink looked as if he was about to vomit.
“C'mon, you know you could ask me anything right?” Dream raised and eyebrow as he said that.
“Well you see…” He took a deep breath. “I want to go check the AU’s today to make sure everything is fine."
"So that’s what yo-” Ink interrupted Dream. “I want to go alone this time.” Dream froze as he heard Ink say that.
“A-Alone?!” Dream went towards Ink. “No, no, no, no, this is a bad idea, let me come with you."
"B-but I-"
"No buts! I’m coming with you or your not going at all, is that clear?” Ink nodded. “Yes boss..” Ink turned to the door and left.
(Look what you did Dream! Ink’s now upset.) “I didn’t mean to..” Dream sighed, “I’m going to apologize to him..” Dream left his room while closing his door.
Dream went to ink’s room and knocked. “Who is it?” Ink sounded disappointed. “it’s me, Dream, may I come in?” It took a minute for ink to think. “Fine, come in.” Dream came inside the room.
“Ink, I’m sorry.” Ink sighed “for what?” Dream looked at the ground then at ink. “I’m sorry about what I said in the room, I should of let you gone alone, I was just worried because of my…” Dream trailed off.
“Because of your what?” Dream had a worried look on his face. “It was because of my nightmare…” Ink suddenly was worried too. “A nightmare? But you never had those since forever now.” Things were starting to get serious.
“In it, I saw you…..You were being hunted down. I wanted to help but I was stuck, I tried to get your attention so you would know where I am but again you didn’t hear me.” Tears formed in Dreams sockets, “You suddenly stopped and dropped to the floor, I finally was able to move so I ran towards you. I knelt down to help you but…you weren’t breathing, you were covered in bruises. I tried healing you but it didn’t work."
Dream took a long pause. He continued telling ink, "And that’s when I yelled: No, No, please don’t go, Don’t leave me!. And then I woke up..” Dream was already tearing by the time he finished. Ink came to Dream and hugged him. “Don’t worry, I won’t ever leave you.” Dream closed his eyes and hugged Ink as well. “Thank you ink."
(I wanted to make a story that evolved these to in it :3)
Rating: Teen, with one bad word in the entirety of the story. Possibly
Other: It’s mostly fluff between the two brothers, but I was trying to stay away from romantic innuendos. Could be considered Dreammare. I tried to stay true to their personalities but to be fair I have a hard time understanding everything in the #Dreamswapask section. Also the ending is disgusting...
I didn’t realize that I missed Dreamswap’s Anniversary. Late present then!
Credit:
Dream and Nightmare belong to Joku @jokublog
Ink belongs to Comyet @comyet
Dreamswap concept belongs to Onebizarrekai @onebizarrekai
It was quiet evening in the office, making the room feel boring but serene for both Dream and Nightmare. The setting sun’s rays shone through the window behind them, lighting up the room with a deep orange color.
Dream was sitting upright at his u-shaped executive desk and in his chair comfortably, still going over paperwork that had unfortunately piled up on said desk. While it looked a little chaotic, Dream had a perfect system in order in which papers needed to be signed, turned in, or filed away. Each pile of papers in a specific group to where Dream could find it easily when he needed to. Most of these were about the finances of Justice Reigns, such as orphanage fund, employee paychecks, and donations given to them from supporters of their cause. These papers weren’t the only thing that Dream was fiddling with, for on his right was his computer, which he booted up with a program that was designed to help organize and compute everything correctly; that said Dream still manually did the same thing on a notepad with a calculator to make sure that no mistakes were being made.
Nightmare was sitting on top of Dream’s lap, facing the other way and leaning into Dream’s chest while his head rested underneath Dream’s head. He was somewhat turned on his side so that he could play his handheld console with ease. Clearly, from the way he was playing said game, Nightmare was battling something with the intent to win. Dream didn’t exactly approve of the game being so close to Nightmare’s eyes, but he was thankful that Nightmare had the volume all the way down. Nightmare’s legs were hanging underneath the arms of the chair, technically ‘trapping them’ together in the seat.
One would think that this was an uncomfortable position for the ‘brothers’ but it was actually fairly relaxing. Nightmare would adjust himself whenever Dream needed lean forward and Dream would make sure that he wasn’t disturbing Nightmare too much. It was a relatively peaceful set up that seemed to make everything calm and safe. Dream felt at ease with his brother so close, and for the first time in a long time he never wanted it to end, and he felt sure that Nightmare was feeling the same way. He didn’t know what possessed his brother to come visit him at work and not prank him, and something told him that he never will. However, the doors to the office were locked as well, so that nobody could walk in and see them in this position.
Dream’s eyes wandered to the clock on the computer, seeing the time. Wondering if the said time was correct, he looked to the clock on the wall in his office which said the same. It had been over four hours since his started working like this…and that also meant Nightmare had been playing that game for over four hours straight. Dream frowned when he realized this, then looked down at his brother and asked, “Will you pause the game for a minute?”
“Why?”
“I need to do something important”
“Just a sec”, was all Nightmare said next as he played. After playing for another minute, Nightmare did pause the game, in which Dream took his chance to grab the handheld console with one hand and set it on his desk.
“…Rude” Nightmare retorted as he looked up to Dream’s face, who stared back.
“You’ve been playing that game for a long time without taking a single break. You’re going to ruin your eyes at that rate.”
“I’m fine Dream, really.”
“Your eyes literally look strained from staring at that thing.”
“That’s…not true. I’m completely fine.”
“It won’t hurt you to take a fifteen-minute break Nightmare.”
“But I’m literally at the boss right now! What if the battery dies and I lose all my progress?”
“You brought a charger, yes?”
“…yeah?”
“Then we’ll charge it while you take a break.”
“How can I truly take a break if all I have done was play video games? I have done no physical movement nor overexerted myself so therefore I do not need a break!”
“First off, you are making no sense whatsoever. Second off, that logic is invalid as it has nothing to do with the problem now. Lastly, stop being so over-dramatic, or I will slap you.”
Nightmare huffed in defeat as he realized how determined Dream was being, so he just handed over the charger that was in his inventory. Dream took it and leaned down to connect it to the power strip that was underneath his desk, while holding on to Nightmare to keep him from falling back. When he plugged the charger in and sat back up, he noticed Nightmare’s face had a green tint to it and that his eyes were hazy. Dream simply sighed at this and asked, “Need something or are you still ‘fine’?”
“Heh, I’m always fine~” Nightmare said with a cheeky smile, despite having a hard time staying balanced on Dream’s lap. Dream just frowned at that comment and decided not encourage Nightmare’s banter by saying absolutely nothing in response. Instead, Dream reached around Nightmare so that he could connect the device to the cord while holding Nightmare close to him, so he wouldn’t fall off. Nightmare just let out a sigh of frustration, with Dream ignoring him before returning to the paperwork. It wasn’t even five minutes in before Nightmare spoke up again.
“…You know…if I have to take a break…you should too…because I know what your doing isn’t fun or easy.”
Dream paused and thought about what Nightmare said. ‘It is true. I have been working for a long time as well.’ Dream looked at his paperwork and, despite working on it for so long, knew that he would end up finishing tomorrow at the rate he was going. ‘I got to finish up some stuff before tomorrow though. I don’t have much time to do it in.’
“So…if you going to keep working, then why should I take a break then? Seems contradictory to me.” Dream smiled bitterly, realizing what Nightmare was getting at.
“We just went over this! You even got sick from all that ‘playing around’ the moment I brought you back to reality by taking that thing away!”
“And paperwork doesn’t strain the eyes either? I’m calling that logic bullshit.”
“You will not let this go, will you?”
“Never”
‘…Fine. You asked for this.’
Dream scooted his chair away from the desk and leaned back so that he could put his feet on top edge of the desk, without dirtying anything like the papers and whatnot; thankfully the chair was a reclining chair, so all six wheels stayed safely on the ground. Nightmare, who had been taken surprised by this, found himself laying on top of Dream’s chest while his brother merely closed his eyes and let his wings fall back haphazardly, not paying much mind to Nightmare’s reaction. He wrapped his arms around Nightmare, holding him tightly. Taking in deep breathes and letting them out slowly, Dream focused on relaxing more than anything. He could tell that his brother was starting to mimic him in his breathing pattern, noticing how Nightmare’s arms were now laying on his chest as well. After a while, anywhere from a long time to even just a few short minutes, Dream took a moment to open his eyes and check on Nightmare, who appeared to be sleeping. He was frowning, as he did always in his sleep even before the ‘incident’, with his eyelids twitching and his mouth moving as if he was talking.
Dream sighed, a little worried that Nightmare may be having a nightmare now. Normally he wouldn’t do this to Nightmare, but Dream decided to check his aura just to be safe. Just as he predicted, Dream noticed signs of anxiety and fear lurking around his usually aura, which was now positive. Dream frowned at this, and wondered, just a moment, if the nightmare had anything to do with him. ‘I’ve been a poor excuse of a brother to him. Nothing could ever justify everything that I did to him. I just wish…I wish I could have fixed him sooner.’
Nightmare jerked suddenly, catching Dream’s attention immediately, before waking up and opening his eyelids half-way with hazy eyes staring at nothing. “How long was I out?” he asked in a slurred voice. Dream looked at the clock quickly, then replying, “About thirty minutes.”
“…hhrrmmm…” was the only sound that came from Nightmare, which sounded like mixed between groaning and humming.
Dream gave Nightmare a suspicious look, and risked asking, “I suppose you want your game back now?”
“(small growl) …No…I have a headache now…maybe later”
Dream merely rolled his eyes at this statement. He looked to the time, it being close to dinner time and noticed how dark the room had gotten, the only signs of light being from their eyes and Dream’s wings. ‘Yeah, I’m not getting anymore paperwork done today.’ Dream looked to his brother, noticing how sleepy Nightmare was getting again. Dream used one of his wings and laid it over Nightmare gently, like a blanket. Nightmare instantly fell back asleep by this, snoring this time and without so much of a distressed look on his face. Dream leaned his head back and closed his eyes with a smile on his face. ‘A quick nap doesn’t seem like a bad idea.’ He could rest comfortably like this, as he had slept in his office several times before, and with Nightmare so serene like this then maybe moving him wasn’t the best option. Even now, Dream felt as though he could drift out at any moment…
WHABAM!
The sound alone shook Dream awake and into a panic mode. His feet fell from the top of his desk from Dream’s sudden movement, and both brothers were jerked forward violently causing Nightmare to wake up instantly. The sudden wake up call, the whip-lash, and headache combined cause Nightmare to become sick and he threw up on both himself and Dream, before flopping back onto his brother while gripping him tightly. Dream stared at the intruder with a disheveled appearance overall, wincing as he felt the warm bile soak his clothes. The intruder was none other than Ink, who was more shocked at this scene then anybody else in this room.
“Um… I needed to talk to you for a second” Ink said as he stared at the mess in front of him. Dream was shaking in anger, taking in a deep breath to calm himself as he asked Ink, “I thought the doors were locked?”
“Yeah. They were. That’s why I broke them. I’m not stupid, ya know.”
“…”
“…”
“…What did you need to talk to me about, Ink?”
Ink was about to say something, but then paused with his mouth opened. He closed his mouth and started thinking about his reasoning. After a little bit, Ink then said, “I forgot”.
“GET OUT BEFORE I FIRE YOU!”
And that is why you pay attention to how much time you spend on video games.
