#something off

[tvdharrypotter12]

Back to you chapter one is up on wattpad called something off.

[lostvoidling]

love is stored in the fam (Clean - Repost)

The Foremans are like every other suburban family!  Doing their best with jobs, raising an extremely talented son- Doing things in their basement that most people wouldn't approve of..... p2 tomorrow.

[barterbirds]

“We’ll trade you for berries if you’ve got any!”

[asknightmareanderror]

Something Off

Contains swearing and innuendos.

“Night?” Error began, following the oil monster out of the bedroom, not hearing a response from him. “Night, I...I didn’t mean that like I--”

“I know...” He only carried on walking, his tendrils flicking back and forth as Error tailed after him. “...I just need some air...”

“...okay...” He followed him out onto a balcony, watching him rest his arms on it, his eye flickering.

For a while, Nightmare just stared, and stared, and stared. Nothing was said, Error didn’t move, aside from sitting down on the floor, against the wall next to the door.

In all honesty, the glitch felt bad for Nightmare, but he hadn’t been lying. He wouldn’t dare try to harm the oil monster in any way, shape or form, worried for the mentality of the frail skeleton underneath the mass amounts of black oil. However, his response seemed to have caught him off guard, perhaps even scared him.

It was cold, as it was Nightmare’s universe, but a little warmer than usual. The lavender sky had pink clouds scattered around. From what Error could recall, the sky had usually always been a dark purplish grey, with clouds covering every last inch.

The universe had repeated storms and hurricanes, reacting to Nightmare’s emotions. Though, it seemed, the oil monster was more calm than anything. It wasn’t necessarily light, still hazy and dark, but not bright enough to harm him.

Error watched Nightmare beginning to nip at his sleeves with his teeth, thinking deeply. He didn’t know what to say, concerned that, if he did, he would disrupt the oil monster from his thoughts.

Eventually, though, Nightmare stood upright, sighing into his jacket. He glanced at Error, biting his tongue, a tendril lifted him onto his feet and pulled him closely.

“...m’sorry.” He wrapped his arms around the glitch, not sure what else to do.

“You know, I don’t mind...? I just...really don’t wanna hurt you ‘coz of--”

“Shut up.” Nightmare muttered “I don’t care about that...”

“...yeah but...I don’t wanna scare you.”

“...you think you can scare me? Ha...” He chuckled a little “...the only time you can actually scare me is when you do something extremely fucking reckless.”

“...or if I get hurt?”

“Mhm...nothing else.” He pushed his teeth against his cheek, grinning. “Unless you can think of something?”

“Me dating Dream?”

“That counts as being extremely fucking reckless.” He stated “But you wouldn’t dare do that, would you?”

“No...he’s an asshole.”

“Am I?”

“No, you’re just sweet is all, complete opposite of goldie.” Error replied, smirking as lavender blush rose on his cheeks. “Do compliments scare you?”

“Mmm...to a certain degree.” The oil monster nudged his jaw with his nasal bone “...depends on what you say and my mood.” His eye glowed softly, grimacing a bit. “But you’re a lot easier to scare...”

“Really?”

“Yeah...I shouldn’t have tried to get anything out of you like that...”

“It’s fine...I just got a shock...that’s all.” He murmured, binding his arms around Nightmare. “...I’ve gotten over it...”

“...you’ve been awake for a while...”

“Huh?”

“C’mon...go back to bed.” The oil monster lifted him off his feet, into his arms, carrying him inside.

“Eh...Night? I can walk...” He tried to look at him, sitting back in his arms, confused. Nightmare simply smiled at him, shaking his head a little.

“I know you can walk...but you’re also lazy, so...I’ll take it upon myself to carry you to bed.” He lisped, bumping his teeth off Error’s forehead, grinning.

“...you don’t have to...”

“But I want to.” A tendril pulled the door open, allowing them back into the castle. He walked down the hallway they had came, with Error complaining about the fact that he could walk himself. Nightmare ignored him, entertained, taking him back to his bedroom.

“Night...stop...”

“Nope.”

“I can walk...”

“Too late.” He shoved the bedroom door open, dropping Error onto the bed. “Go to sleep...” The glitch stared at him, frustrated, rolling over and turning his back to him.

“You’re annoying...” He muttered dryly, Nightmare chuckled slightly, laying down beside him.

“C’mon...go to sleep...I’ll keep an eye on you.”

“You don’t need to.” He grumbled, the oil monster shrugged in response, sighing again.

“But I want to...” He stated “...now, go to sleep...I don’t want you be cranky for the rest of the day.”

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[tiredcal]

Just posted chapter 3 of Something Off!!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/18698461/chapters/44372884

[cute-and-undead]

Something Off (Closed Rp)

Henrik wasn't quite aware, but an unknown pressence had been keeping an eye on him. They needed a host and saw him as the perfect candidate. The definition of a do-gooder to use to cause chaos. It was perfect.

The doctor had been going about his day as per usual, relaxing on the couch snuggled up to Anti. Everyone else was working but Henrik had time off since there were enough people in today. They were watching a show and chatting, laughing about what they just saw, when he heard a voice in his mind.

'Hello there, Henrik.'

He turned and looked around, confused once he was calm. "Did you hear something?" He was always on edge, that just being how he was, so this was fairly normal.

((@http-anti ))

[a-rexr]

CC Day 13: Rich kid

It seems I forgot to upload this yesterday what a fool. I don’t kno how I wanted this piece to turn out. There’s something off about him, but that also makes him right...?