Mar 18, 2024
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just found out (while making valentines day plans) that the sonic movie will NOT be released on the 14th in Finland but on the 28th
this is unacceptable i actually HAD someone to go with
Steady Healing
Contains swearing and innuendos.
“So much for going out...” Dust mumbled, Horror rolled his eyes, watching the two skeletons on the bed.
“M’actually surprised...” He said quietly, Dust glanced at him.
“How so?”
“Night doesn’t really...sleep with us, let alone others...” He pouted a little “I think I’m jealous...”
“...to be honest, I think we’re all jealous of that glitch...” Cross pointed out “He’s getting all the attention...”
“Yeah but...Night’s trying to get him comfortable, so...he sorta needs that attention.” Killer replied, hugging Dust’s arm against his chest. “I don’t really mind, Error’s just weird.”
“...no kidding...” Cross sighed “...but...part of me really wants to stab the glitch.”
“...wow.” Horror chuckled slightly “Night’ll kill you if you do that.”
“I know...” Cross fiddled with a knife “But...can you blame me?”
“No, not really...” Dust muttered dryly, Killer pulled on his arm gently. “...what?”
“Do you think he’s got us?” He enquired, Dust stared at him, confused.
“What d’you mean?”
“As in...us as puppets?”
“Probably.” He shrugged “Error’s just a weirdo.”
“...I think it’s cute.” Killer told him “Even if he struggles to touch people, at least he can comfort himself with those...”
“You think everything’s cute, Killer.” Cross retorted, shaking his head dismissively. “Just you watch when we go out destroying, he’ll not be as cute after that.”
“Sure, Cross...call out Killer for finding everything cute...” Dust grumbled “...when you’re the one who has a crush on Dream.”
“F-fuck off!” Cross immediately teleported away, Killer giggled quietly as Horror sighed.
“...can’t say you’re wrong...but I reckon Dream won’t ever be interested, he’s a weirdo like that.” He grimaced “So, it’s pretty much impossible for Cross to ever have himself be satisfied.”
“That’s probably the reason why he wants to stab Error...” Killer tilted his head, pulling Dust’s arms around him. “Seeing him close to Night sorta just makes him realize that he’ll never really have that kind of connection with Dream.”
“You’re saying that Night has a crush on the glitch?” Horror asked, staring at him, confused.
“It’s more than obvious...” He slipped away from Dust, shuffling over to the bed. “Considering that he’s being nice to him...”
“Yeah, and you’re not getting into that mess.” Dust responded, grabbing Killer’s arm and tugging him away from them.
“I know...” Killer sighed, unimpressed. “...you’re over-protective...especially for someone who doesn’t care.”
“...be quiet...” Dust growled, hauling Killer out of the bedroom, leaving Horror alone.
“Welp...” He hugged his axe “...guess we’ll just have to wait until you two wake up...” He left the room as well, closing the door behind him.
~~~
Error stirred, uncomfortable, too warm. Without properly opening his eyes, he sat up, shoving the covers off himself. Pain took over as he did, hearing something snap when he cowered over. He bit his tongues sharply, holding down a cry. After a couple minutes of shock, he glanced down at his jumper, watching it grow darker.
Wary, he rolled his jumper up, looking at the broken rib. He started to grind his teeth, breathing slowly, quivering. He choked a little, beginning to wheeze, holding his breath. Cries escaped his mouth, not knowing how to deal with the situation, Nightmare opened his eye.
“...y...you okay?” He could sense some sort of pain from the glitch, listening to him sob quietly. “...Error, did...did you move onto your ribs or...?” He sat up, watching Error as he shook his head frantically. He looked at his crimson ribcage, blood oozing out of a snapped rib. “...shit...” He closed his hand around the rib, Error winced, jolting back.
“D-d/o//n’t!”
“I can’t heal, just...” Nightmare grasped it again, a tendril stopped Error from backing off further. “...don’t move...” It cracked, moving slightly. It turned freezing cold, oil melting from Nightmare’s palm, covering the broken rib. “That should help...we can go find someone to heal it for you...”
“...” Error avoided eye contact, whimpering, his rib felt numb. “...th-th/anks...” Nightmare slipped out of bed, cautiously lifting Error into his arms. “Uhh...” He felt his cheeks heating up, turning a pale yellow. “I-I can...walk...”
“...m’not letting you get hurt anymore.” His eyes widened, smiling sheepishly and turning his head away.
“W...why? I’m...I swear, I can...do it myself...” He told Nightmare, embarrassed.
“...just...trust me, okay?” Nightmare mumbled “Trust me...”
~~~
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If Merlin and Arthur would reunite like right after the ending, the OTP is basically the slowest burn in the fucking centuries
Happy //late birthday Ruby!!💖🌸🍄🍉🍟🍟🍟🏩🎆🎀🍭bless this pure egg #lovelive #sif #lovelivesunshine #kurosawaruby #APUREBEAN #goshdarn
Mmmm Squee Time
Imma bout to write some flustery shit and just thinking about it is flustering me SEND HELP AHHHHHHHHH 😱😱😱
Fan art of my Sinnamon roll, Vitya. My baby boy, I love him so much.
This was so hard to do, my god. I swear, no more art of light-haired people for a while. It isn’t even my usual art style, cos I tried some realism, and I just need to take a break now, cos I worked on this for two days.
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