Universe: Various
MC: Nightmare
Genre: Angst
Warnings:
-OOC
-Barely edited
-Implied character death
-Questionable manipulation
-Implied past character death(s)
-Implied past child death(s)
A/N:
The way I'm speed running these prompts after exams kicked my ass-
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"P-please-!"
"Why are you hesitating?"
Killer is still in front of him, unresponsive, as he stares at the Papyrus of the AU. The Papyrus's breath comes in short puffs, words frantic and near unintelligible as he curls around his brother's jacket.
Or, well, what remains of it.
His emotions shift between rage, panic, and shock, all with an undertone of grief to it. In contrast, his pawns' emotions are at a complete standstill, something trying to break to the surface of his SOUL, but its rings do not waver.
Nightmare will not allow them to.
His previously soft, inquiring voice shifts into something more firm as his appendages move beyond him to curl around Killer's SOUL, not quite touching the hovering rings.
A promise. A warning. Respond.
"Why are you hesitating?"
The Papyrus sobs loudly, voice cracking as he calls out for his brother.
(This one is on the younger side, barely out of stripes-
But when did Nightmare care about that? They're all the same to him, insignificant, were it not for the negativity they produce. A Papyrus of this variation, of most variation, always bounces back, so he is of no use to him alive.)
Killer's SOUL wavers.
Nightmare immediately snatches it, appendages curling around it fully as he forces it to be still, reaching a hand out for Killer's shoulder as he speaks to him.
"Come now, Sans." The Papyrus flinches at his words, rage reaching a peak, as Nightmare’s grin widens. It stretches abnormally, his form shifting to accommodate the new teeth, and he senses deep discomfort and fear from the monster as his voice distorts. Killer trembles minutely.
"We've done worse, haven't we?"
Killer flinches for a second before completely stilling.
(They have, they have, this isn't the worst they've done-
Ashes and dust choke his nonexistent lungs, energy pulsing beneath his feet as the Void cries out to him, blood coating every inch of his being and acting as glue to the shimmering remains of monsters he once knew.
He never cared before, not if they're young, not if they're old, familiar, or not-
Especially not about him.)
"... You're right."
Nightmare’s eyelight brightens, glow ominous as his form continues to shift behind the skeleton, enjoying the fear of the living creatures nearby.
"Of course. Now, why don't we finish up our task?"
Killer hums and raises his knife. His SOUL does not waver for the rest of the day.
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A/N:
I thought I was done giving Killer trauma, but apparently not.
Next up: Outertale, Chara
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Fictober 2024
FanfictionA collection of fluff and angst! Fandom: Undertale (UTMV) The prompts are from @fictober-event over on tumblr. Cover art does not belong to me! It will be taken down if the original artist asks me to.
