Misery Loves Company

"i called out for help...but nobody came"

You whine as Dream shifts beneath you, cradling you like a child. “stop moving, it hurts” you say, eyesockets shut tightly as the pain pulses through your bones, “sorry” Dream apologizes, placing a cold, wet rag on your forehead. You shiver, trying to curl into Dream’s warmth.

Dream’s subtle moving pauses as your stomach gives a rumble, you think your face flushes more as the heat grows stronger and you whine again, almost sure that the other two are gone. Your sockets stay closed as you focus in on Dream’s soulbeat, it being a steady thu-thump.

“i was going to eat something earlier but you and the other two interrupted me before the food arrived” you explain, clutching Dream’s tunic as he begins to softly rub your back and spine, making you purr. You can feel Dream’s magic grow stronger until you hear a slight pop, opening your sockets to see a small portal leading to your office, if you weren’t sick, you’d be over the moon and shower him in praise.

He reaches in and pulls out a small plate with a bowl, light soup and fruit being it’s contents. The jostle hurts as he moves you to sit up against the clean pillows on your bed. You whine again, happy to see you were correct about the other two having left.

You devour the food as Dream feeds you, not really minding even though you fought him on it at first. Your magic seems to run smoother after you eat and you figure you were just drained. Dream moves you back into his lap, rubbing your back and spine again, and making you purr as you closed your sockets, finally falling asleep.

*WARNING* DEPICTION OF RAPE

[your hands are held down as you squirm, hot tears falling freely and unchecked as you clench your sockets shut, the hand over your teeth makes sure you aren’t heard by any passerbys.

You are utterly alone, and you know you were not going to be saved...

Your tendrils laid limp against the cold concrete, out of your control. You whimper behind the hand as other hands touch your summoned stomach, legs, and your chest. It’s torture of the worst kind.

One of the men is holding your apple shaped soul and touching it as well, making you utterly useless as you just want to curl up and die. You can feel your own wetness as it drips down your thighs that you had clenched together as much as possible, though you didn’t want this, the stimulation to your body and soul was still there. You hear someone say, “He’s dripping, boss, isn’t that cute?”, and you cringe in shame.

Someone’s hand slips between your legs and forces you to part them widely. Your sobbing gets louder though it’s still muffled, there is a collection of whistles that sound out, “Wow, real perdy, right, boss?” a voice with a rather southern accent says, you hear a hum of affermation as furry fingers dip between your folds, trailing the slit with a sharp claw.

You cry out loudly but still muffled, eyesockets wide as you try to close your thighs though they’re held in place. You look into the eyes of the wolf monster above you, your eyelights pleading him to not do this, he makes a few lewd comments, chuckling at your look.

The clawed finger slips inside with a wet squish and it feels so weird, so forgien, you have never- not even in your last life, touched your private. It seems to feel around and the wolf monster opens his mouth, you cry not wanting to hear anymore lewd comments about your body, it was disgusting.

Instead of what you expect you hear-

“bro--wake up!!!”

“boss, wake up!!!”

“nightmare, wake up!!!!!”]

You snap awake, your sight blurry as what you recognize as tears trail down your face. You try your best to gain your bearings, letting your magic guide you as you try to calm yourself.

You weren’t there, it was not then, you were safe...

Your sight clears as you wipe away your tears, recognizing that your entire inner circle that consisted of Horror, Dust, Cross, Killer, and Dream was here, and they had seen you cry.

Dream was crying too, and you already knew what he did to wake you up, “brother, i-i’m sorry, it was the only way to wake you up” he apologized and explained, still crying. You let out a harsh, shaking sob, burying your face into Dream’s chest, you want to die and you’re purfectly sure Dream can feel it as he squeezes you tight.

“i’m so sorry that happened to you, brother, i wish i could’ve protected you, i’m so sorry”, Dream cries loudly as he begins a mantra of apologies, you can sense the others’ worry and confusion. You definitly owe them all an explanation, your shame and guilt heavy on your shoulders.

You had kept so much from them. It wasn’t right.

You manage to calm yourself after a while, Cross having run off to get you some water as Dream wrapped you in a soft, warm blanket. At the moment you were merely hiccuping and whimpering, jolting as Cross suddenly appeared by your side, passing you the water.

You gulp it down in no time, slightly panting afterwards though you have no lungs. You don’t look at them, “s-sorry, i- um”, you pause, trying not to cry again, “it was just some bad memories that came up” you say, “i guess i owe you guys an explanation”, Dream tugs at your hand, drawing your attention.

“you don’t have to tell them now, it can always wait” Dream says, trying to reassure you and you give a slight smile at his attempt. “i know, but i know i can trust them, and i’ve hidden it for a long time, it’d be good to get off my chest” you say, turning to look at them. “so a long time ago, about four and a half centuries ago, i turned into my other form-” you start, gesturing to some goop you had allowed to flow from your socket.

“i was very young, about twelve. i am much weaker than dream in this form, both physically and magically” you pause, taking in an unneeded breath. “after i went through the transformation, i was even weaker, my new magic had been used to kill the people who had tortured me for years, it was out of my control and the sudden LV gain made it so much worse” you say, looking at the boys rather blank faces.

“i went into a panic attack soon after the damage was done and my nearly spent magic teleported me to an unknown au, which i later found to be lustfell on the surface” you pause, feeling the sudden urge to vomit well up again but you ignore it. “i wasn’t there for too long before i was discovered in a dark alleyway by a group of monsters and humans, the leader being a large wolf monster that absolutely dwarfed me” you spit a brief joke.

Your attempt did not make anyone laugh but the air felt a bit lighter, “i was held down and-” you pause, feeling their terror rise, “i was violated for the first time, both my body and soul” you say. Killer’s teeth seem to move but you continue, “when i awoke the next evening, my soul felt...wrong” you say, trying to word it in the best way possible.

“i after a few attempts managed to pull out my soul and found that the monsters’, who had touched my soul, magic had mixed inside my soul. from that a soul manifested, just like me and dream, they had a celestial body and not one like a monster” you explain, feeling rather numb yourself.

You were going to break down completely after this and you knew Dream knew as well...

“i was unable to find help for the child that i had grown attatched to, despite how it came to be, due to my apperence and he died a few months later” you say, tearing up again at the memories. Dream holds your hand and you feel comforting magic being sent through the touch, “i had already named him, i called him, moon” you say with a sob as you bury your face back into Dream’s tunic again.

“i called out for help...but nobody came”