Sanscest Oneshots

Love Potion [Nightkiller]

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Rainy_monster201
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Killer was in LOVE with Nightmare. Sometimes, he'd stalk him or even volunteer in making his favorite drink every A.M.

Sadly, Nightmare didn't really seem to reciprocate the determined skeleton's feelings or even acknowledge it in the first place.

Of course, Killer's friends picked that up and we're rightfully anxious about the whole damn thing.

I mean... their boss was the biggest hypocrite they've ever met. How in the possible fuck could they ever trust him with their beloved friend?

And THAT wasn't even the worst part about him!

Nightmare was heartless, cold, and cruel. He had a terrible reputation— and he didn't even mind it! Of all things, he cherished it—used it to his advantage.

His voice was smooth and charming. Sadly, a fought-over asset for gaslighting or any tactic/variant of manipulation. His overall personality could vary: A gentleman to Monster, to sympathetic to merciless... etc.

He was like a fucking dice.

"Get 6 and you'll get fixed. Get seven, and you're going to heaven. Get 8, you're doing great." As his subordinates say. You'd just hope he's in the mood for anything.
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Killer was currently in the living room, watching TV with Cross. He had his head on Cross's lap and both skeletons were pretty much relaxing.

They had 'Black Clover' on TV (Their streaming service: Netflix) and both of them were enjoying the series, as usual.

"Hey, Cross, pass me that chocolate bar, will you?." Killer asked, his eyes still glued to the TV and Cross hummed, picking up the said chocolate bar and handing it over, his eyes on the TV too.

The two continued watching the anime series while Horror and Dust were over at the kitchen, conversing about a serious matter.

Horror scratched his head as he stared at the pink bottle in his hand—clearly dumbfounded of what to do next while Dust stared deadpan into his pinprinks. It was obvious; he was disappointed. The way he pinched his nasal cavity said it all.

"So you just... accepted the dang unholy concoction?" Dust asked in disbelief, looking at Horror for a response.

"But it would be a waste if I declined... I mean it could be useful." Horror defended as he put the bottle on display for his hooded comrade to see.

Dust raised a none existent eyebrow at that and asked again, "How is a fucking love potion helpful?! I mean I could use that on Blue but that would be considered cheating."

Horror, without an answer, only shrugged. "Well, I don't wanna use this either! Maybe we can pour this inside boss's coffee?" He suggested and Dust's eyes almost buldged out of his sockets.

"Out of all any possible solutions... you came up with that?! Why don't we just throw it—" he yelled out in disbelief but was quickly silenced by Horror lashing out, "No! That is out of the question!".

The two looked at each other in complete silence before Dust took a deep breath. "Putting it in Boss's coffee it is." He said in defeat and Horror tried to cheer him up