Started reading your work about undertale and au sanses so i was wondering if you could write one about nightmare when he gets mad? Like how he treats you/the reader
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I'm assuming this is when he's mad at the reader but I'll also include hcs on when he's angry at others :3c
⊹˚₊⊹˚ʚ☕️੭ How Nightmare treats you when angry
🌑Nightmare is a force not to be reckoned with when angered.
🌑Even the most brave, strong-hearted folk will be brought to their knees to pay for what they've done.
🌑But with you, it's... different.
🌑Nightmare is distant when he's angry at you. Sometimes he'll go out on a 'job' and stay out for days, returning without a single word to you.
🌑You also sleep in seperate beds when he's angry, because his fury seeps into your dreams and causes nightmares.
🌑He's usually not angry at you by the end, but rather at himself.
🌑You're his partner, the love of his life, his flickering flame in the shadows; he shouldn't be angry at you.
🌑So every time, towards the end, he comes to you and lays with you, asking your forgiveness.
🌑Who are you to refuse?
🌑If he's angry at other people, he reacts in much the same way.
🌑He'll be very distant and curt with his responses to you, not wanting to slip up and upset you due to his own rage.
🌑He'll often seek you out when angry at others, placing his head against your chest to listen to your heartbeat as you hold him, allowing him a moment of peace and calm.
Prompt: #5 “Didn’t we already have this conversation?”
Fandom: Undertale (Sans x Reader)
Word Count: 537 words.
Summary: As the day goes on, your sense of déjà vu only gets stronger.
“Have a nice day, (Y/N)!”
You give out a wave as you step out of the Snowdin Shopkeeper’s place, an awkward smile settled on your cheeks as a heavy feeling takes place inside your chest. Your lips slightly falter down as soon as the door closes behind you, worry and confusion taking over your features just as the cold wind hits your cheeks.
Today felt like the strangest of days. Nothing unusual was happening (nothing that you noticed, at least), but everything you’ve encountered so far gave you a sense of déjà vu, like you’ve been playing a well-known script. Every conversation you had, every action you witnessed… it all felt like you already lived through them more than once. Even your own words; they all slipped off your tongue smoother than a block of butter, as if they were lines you had practised and memorized in front of a mirror-
“Ah!”
You give out a yelp when you slip on a puddle of ice, your eyes widening right before your back hits the snowy ground. Though, the shot of adrenaline rapidly ceases down, your mind not even surprised by your sudden fall… as if it were expecting it to happen.
What… what is going on?
You hear a low and familiar chuckle from your left side, the sound feeling like a broken record playing on repeat. Your head turns towards your friend just as they walk over to your lying form, his blue eyes shining in his eye sockets as he gives you his usual grin.
“Can I take you to the doctor?” He gives you a wink just as he stretches his hand towards your form, his plastered smile slightly widening as he speaks. “’Cause I think you broke your leg falling for me.”
You blankly stare at him, the feeling of déjà vu taking a violent grasp onto your heart. Your mind plays a familiar scene inside your head, showing a script where you would normally follow his lines with your own embarrassed laughter.
“I’m sorry…” You blink a few times and shake your head, confusion increasing as you reach for his hand. “What did you just say…?”
His grin slightly falters as he helps you back up, a glint of worry taking over his eyes. “You didn’t hear what I said?”
It’s the first time you’re reacting differently. He can’t help but wonder if something has changed.
“Ah… Yes, I did, but…” You close your eyes for a second and let got of his hand, confusing snippets of memories flashing through your mind. “… sorry… didn’t we already have this conversation before?”
Realization seems to hit him, a sense of hope taking over his boney features just as his grin widens. Could it be…?
“Maybe.” He puts his hands in the pockets of his hoodie, his head tilting at you with wonder. “Are ya feeling like you’ve already lived this day a few times?”
You stare at him with surprise, having not expected him to pinpoint your exact feelings. “Um… yeah. How did you know?”
He stays silence for a few seconds, his eyes warming up as he looks at you. He was no longer alone.
⸙┆Warnings [tw/cw] : Mentions of food. Slightly cursing [reader]
⸙┆Creator note(s) : Soo, this is my first FORMAL "fic" in a very long time, so i'm sorry if it's a bit OOC or "lazy" or "rushed". I tried my best, Also, Reader likes the night here. (I suck at puns too.)
⸙┆Word count : 1K+
The night, oh the night. Such a beautiful sight to see when you thought everything was lost. The stars, such beautiful little light that can guide you in your journey.. And the moon. The moon. So beautiful yet so intriguing. With such little light given on the night by her, but still useful somehow, being able to guide you steps, and also bei—
"Hey." You jolt and turn around really fast, you can feel your SOUL racing after hearing the voice, not knowing that him was even there. You looked around a little bit and blinked a few times so your view could get used to the light. When you saw what was there, or more specifically, who was there, you took in a few breaths to calm your SOUL from going out of your chest.
"Hah, God Sans, you really know how to sneak up on people, don't you?" You say, the skeleton lets out a light chuckle before laying with you on the roof, with only one eye socket open as he stared at the stars.
"Heh. Not really, i called your name a few times before getting to close to you, what's going on in your mind [ ]? No offense but you don't look exactly.. Well." He asks, a hint of worry on his tone of voice, tho, he was right. You haven't been feeling well recently thanks to nightmares, waking up in the middle of the night a few times and being a little to shaken up to go back to sleep these past few days.
"Yeah, things aren't going very well recently to be honest. There are a lot of things to do but so little time." You stared at the moon while rubbing your eye, you can't keep doing these type of things, staying up late and when you have to do things feel tired. It's not good for you nor.. you tasks?
"God, do you really have to do that much to do? It all sounds very stressfood."
...
"Stressfood?" U turn to look at Sans with a questioning look on your face, but when you do, you noticed that he had two sandwiches on each of his hands but also a bottle of ketchup and mayonnaise laying on his lap.
"Heh." The skeleton laughed a bit before handing you your sandwich, did he really just made a pun?... a really bad one too..
"Goddamit." You let out a little laugh, yes, the pun wasn't funny, but it was the intention what matters, right? , You grabbed your sandwich and started eating it peacefully while looking at the moon and Sans followed you right after.
"Y'know.." Sans said, raising his... bone brows? , And closes his eye sockets.
"I don't think Paps will be to happy knowing that our breakfast was, well, sandwiches." He takes out his phone from his pants and shows you the hour, 4.58 a.m.
Even tho, you payed more attention to his lockscreen.
It was a selfie of Sans, Papyrus and You when you hanged out together at the park, that photo must be at least a year old..or two? You don't really know how long you've been friends with the Skelebrothers, time flies really fast when you are with loved ones huh? It made you happy internally, knowing that Sans actually kept the photo, he teased you a bit when he took the photo, you were in the middle of eating a sandwich like you're doing right now, except that time your jaw was covered in mayonnaise while Papyrus was giving you a napkin to clean yourself, Sans was with an eye socket closed while doing a low peace sign and grinning like a dork. It seemed like he was having fun that time at least, there was doomfanger in the back too, running around with a but of m9nster food in her mouth, while Edge tried to chase her, and a little bit in th back, you can see red recording everything and laughing, poor guy, the worst part is that he didn't got to eat any of it, thanks to the fact that dommfanger ate it all.
You suddenly felt a little tug on your sleeve, making you snap out of whatever were you thinking "You really are tired aren't ya?" He said, you looked at both of his hands, noticing that he didn't had his sandwich anymore, but you still did.
"..i need urgent sleep, God.." You take another bite out of your sandwich, looking down at your lap. Suddenly, you left a cold hand around your unoccupied hand.
He started to slowly rub his thumb on your hand, when you looked at him with a curious look, he was looking at the moon, and he looked as relaxed as ever. The moonshine hitting him just in the right angle, making him glow like some type of precious stone, a faint blue could be seen on his cheekbones as he smiled and layed down.
"If you'd like to, i could help you with some off your stuff." He said, putting an arm under his skull while grabbing the other hand that was on your, signaling to you to lay with him.
You chuckled a little bit. "Do you promise to not fall asleep in the middle of it?" You said, feeling your eyelids getting a little bit heavier.
"Heh. No promises." The skeleton said, before both of you felt asleep.
...
After some silent minutes, He starts speaking again.
"You really are..something, and i mean that in the nicest way possible, you always help around the house, asked to or not, plus , you treat us all kindly, not as if we were some kind of..monsters..." There was a short, but awkward pause.
"I mean yes wearemonstersbutyoutreatusnicelyand—" The poor boy starts rambling until it all turns into a whisper, when he finishes, he looks at you, only to realize you were asleep this whole time. His whole face goes bright blue out of embarrassment.
"..Haha, oooh my God..You're going to be the death of me." He continues laughing quietly, then , he slowly starts to stand up.
He cautiously grabs your arm, and teletransport both of you to your room.
He turns the nightstand light on, then he proceeds to remove your shoes and quickly tuck you in bed.
He stares over your sleeping form, admiring your facial expressions, and how relaxed you look on your sleep, he quickly snaps out of it, and turns the light off.
But before he left, he cautiously stroked his hand against your cheek, noticing that you were a bit cold thanks to being outside in the night for to long.
He takes his hand away from your face, and starts to quietly walk to the door, before leaving, he quietly said something.
"Goodnight, [ ], rest well."
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⸙┆Creator note(s): WHOOOOO, im so happy of how this turned out! It took me 2 days to make it but ignoring that— This is the longest thing i have ever written! Please tell me if you would like to see a part 2! Anyways, it's time for me to rest. I started this at 4 a.m yesterday and ended it at 2 a.m today yayy, bye bye!
Sans: So, are you two dating now?
Y/N & Papyrus: Yes.
Sans: Why?
Y/N: I happen to find Papyrus very appealing.
Sans: Yeah, I can understand that. I'm trying to figure out what's wrong with Papyrus.
* you and sans listening to ‘nothing’s gonna hurt you baby’ by cigarettes after sex while he drives you around in his car at night, the stars and city lights overhead
how do you think the ut, uf, and us skelebros would react to their s/o having drawn on them while they were sleeping? not like a fake moustache or something stupid, but really gorgeous designs and patterns that make them look a bit like sugarskulls?
i might actually draw someth from this it’d be super cute and pretty aaaa ~Mod Chrissu
UNDERTALE
SANS
He actually really likes it?? Every once in a while he actually begs for you to draw it on him again, even going as far as to offer his arms to draw on when you have no more room. It’s a common appearance for him to be covered in elegant designs, and he loves it. It’s like saying he’s yours in a way, and this dude would gladly shout it from the rooftops if you’d let him.
PAPYRUS
He’s fine with it, until he cleans it off. You have no idea how hard it is to scrub off marker on bones, it’s a lot harder than it seems. But he likes to watch you do it, you make really cute expressions and it makes you happy so!
UNDERSWAP
SANS
Thinks it’s the coolest thing ever! Absolutely insists on having it everywhere, arms, legs, back of his head. Please make this lil blueberry pretty, he loves seeing your art so much.
PAPYRUS
Actually tries to emulate what you do to him on you. He’s not an artist in any way, but his effort means a lot. It doesn’t end up that bad, actually. He isn’t a selfie guy but he takes a bunch with you, with a bunch of kisses to your face. It’s teeth-rottingly sweet, lemme tell ya.
UNDERFELL
SANS
If he has patrols, he demands you wipe it off him, but if it’s his day off, he’d happily wear it all day. He especially likes when you smother him in kisses and the marker is all over your mouth and it’s smeared all over his skull. It makes him smile.
PAPYRUS
He actually likes to wear it around outside, especially on the cracked eye. It doesn’t hurt when you put it on, but it covers up the crack and he’s lowkey self conscious about it. He insists on it looking like flames or something though, just to add to his toughness factor.
how would the Undertale aus of your choice kiss you after a stressful day?? 👀
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teehee thank you for the request kini <3
I'm also assuming that the skeletons are the one being stressed, so I get to take liberties with giving them jobs on the surface :3c
⊹˚₊⊹˚ʚ☕️੭ Classic
🎐First things first, where this man works.
🎐I'm of the personal opinion that Classic would work as a college professor, so stressful days for him usually involve long days of teaching.
🎐When he's stressed, he tends to get more sluggish and tired than usual, almost like his body's shutting down from it.
🎐So usually you'll only get a quick peck on the cheek or a kiss on the forehead, nothing too much, because you can bet he's headed to the bed to take a nap.
⊹˚₊⊹˚ʚ☕️੭ Fell
🍓This man works at a McDonalds.
🍓Due to his crass demeanor, no other company would hire him.
🍓He works solely in the kitchen, so a stressful day involves several rushes or training new employees.
🍓He expresses his stress through being more clingy than usual, looking for comfort from you as he wraps his arms and legs around you like he's a koala and keeps you from getting up to do anything.
🍓He'll pepper your face with kisses, whisper things in your ear that he'd usually never say; anything to keep you on the couch with him.
⊹˚₊⊹˚ʚ☕️੭ Horror
⛓Due to his sensitivity to loud noises, it's likely that Horror works in a library.
⛓A stressful day for him likely involves several people coming up to talk to him, kids being hooligans, or other nuisances that could possibly happen.
⛓Like Fell, when Horror gets stressed he turns into a big teddy bear. Unlike Fell, though, he won't speak, only bury his face into your neck and grunt when you try and get up to do anything.
⛓If you keep trying to get up, he'll give you a long kiss, wrapping his big body around you so it's impossible for you to go anywhere, a happy smile on his face.
