Discordance In The Balance (Nightmare and Dream x Corrupted! Reader)

Chapter 4

Warnings:

Intrusive and negative thoughts

Some violence, Panic attack, Swears

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The Crash and Your Burn

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Nonononononono NO NOT AGAIN PLEASE NOT AGAIN

Letting out a scream of frustration your tendrils lashed out as you slam a fist into the ground making the rubble of Dream and Nightmare's statue powder into dust blowing away with a soft breeze and a dip forming in the ground where your fist hit. Tears streamed down from your visible eye at the realization they were gone again and now knew who you were really. Slowly getting up on shaky legs you huff to yourself and glare at where the ink blot portal had been moments ago. Those damned idiots Ink and Blue. . . They took your best friends, your loved ones away. Only after you had just got them back. After 500 fucking years of waiting.

But they were scared of you, you know. . . .

Flinching a bit at the thought and recalling the way Dream and Nightmare had looked at you before the portal closed. Their skulls having such obvious horror and concern etching their features, it was because of you. Now they knew it was you, not a doubt was in your mind that Ink wouldn't waste time telling Dream and Nightmare you weren't dead, that you were corrupted since long ago by the apple.

You rub your eye free of tears harshly and teleport back to the castle quickly heading to your office slamming the door shut behind you. Looking around at the papers carelessly strewn across the desk in a mess of papers and pens. The chair you were sitting in not too long ago was toppled over from you getting up so quickly to see the statues earlier, to try and see Dream and Nightmare again after they were freed.

-CRASH-

You growled and kick the chair roughly into the wall making more of a mess, the chair knocking into the book shelf behind it with a loud bang. The knickknacks and items on the shelf getting jostled and falling to the ground, glass items crashing and breaking on the ground as you glare down at them with fury, shaking from the anger being held back. A black hue fills the room almost making it hard to take a breath and becoming suffocatingly stuffy with negativity.

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So much negativity

So many hurt feelings

Its too much

Its too much

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