Since I usually just write things when I feel like doing them, I decided that for the 10k/100th chapter special, I should give my viewers a chance to choose what they want! As per usual, inline comments are best. So, here's how this works; I'll give the title and ship and a small preview of what I have worked on already, then you all vote for what you want!
So, without further ado, let the games begin!
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-P2- Parents (AcrossNightError)
Nightmare stared at his phone dully, feeling calm and relaxed if not bored. Error was downstairs, doing... whatever the hell he was doing, while Cross was in the bed with him. The sheets felt very warm, as they were cuddling, Nightmare's back against Cross' chest and one of Cross' arms around him. He could feel Cross' breathing, the simple rhythm relaxing, and Nightmare didn't realize he was starting to nod off until he felt his shirt being pulled up, in which he snapped his eyes open.
Nightmare could feel Cross' gaze on his soul, where despite the magic surrounding it and protecting it was almost completely opaque, if you looked closely you could also see a baby soul. Before he could react, Cross caressed his ribcage gently, murmuring soft words. This was not an uncommon occurrence; Error and Cross did this often.
It made Nightmare blush all the same, however.
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Hatched (Swapmoss/Hinted AcrossNightError/Editout)
Small note: Editout is a small little ship name I made up myself, and it includes two teens >:3 It's deadass obvious whom those teens belong to in the story.
The lighter-boned of the two didn't know, and it was difficult and embarrassing for Error to explain he hadn't had flings with other monsters. Edit didn't have another parent. Error was knocked up by his own soul somehow and birthed Edit.
Error wasn't meant to keep him, not in the slightest, opting to abandon the egg in hopes of another monster finding and caring for Edit. It turned out that Error met Ink, whom had this same problem, and abandoned his own egg.
... And as luck has it, Dream found Ink's egg while Cross and Nightmare got Error's egg.
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Let Me Die (AcrossNightError)
TW: Breakdown, suicidal feelings, hinted self-harm.
I gasp, squeezing my eyes shut as tears clung to my sockets. I silently whispered to myself a million times that I want to die. Nightmare and Cross were oblivious to this. Nightmare’s emotion sensing ability didn’t help me, but I always had an excuse on hand which shut him up. I prayed and prayed he wasn’t awake. I couldn’t excuse this.
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My Ex Guardian (Vantaswap)
I couldn't have these feelings.
I shouldn't.
It would just make him and I uncomfortable because of them.
He walked up to me. "Hey."
My face got warm. "Hi."
"Long day at the office?"
"Huh?" I murmured.
"You look exhausted," he mention, scanning my figure closely. He was in fact right - I had been slashing at a training dummy just a little while ago, getting myself ready for another one of these exhausting faux fights.
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Skin Deep (Inswapnia)
"Dream's been... abusing me in... in disgusting ways," I bitterly noted. I could remember the pain radiating from my lower body, little in memory but the dots connected eventually. Nightmare and Cross' faces looked stunned at first, but it dawned on them.
Dream had a guard that overheard me in the empty part of the castle. The guard told Dream, and Dream... dealt with me.
I hated it. I felt disgusting, violated and used. But I was scared. So scared at what he will do, how long will he do it and when. Too scared to take action or protest because I knew it would only lead to more pain. So I stood there, as he stared at me and I just felt icky. What was I anymore? Just a sex toy, a fuck buddy, some piece of meat?
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Graveyard (AcrossNightError/DS!The Star Sansies)
"It feels sadder then the last time we came here", the dark-boned skeleton hummed, taking a look at the many gravestones, some broken beyond repair due to time while others rather nice. His monochromatic boyfriend nodded, eyelights on the ground as he tried not to cry.
The armored, bandana-wearing skeleton stared at the glitch for a second, before looking straight ahead. The armored's husband, the artist, knew he didn't feel anything. Yet. He packed extra blue-vials.
The quadruple found their way to both the former CEO of JR and the former, most-wanted "criminal" in that buisness. The winged skeleton had one of the best graves in the yard; it was marble, complete with elegant gold writing. Originally, Nightmare was going to have a regular stone grave marker, but his friends refused to have him rest in peace like that. Even though it came from their own pocket, they were able to get a granite gravestone for him, complete with cursive white writing. While it wasn't as magnificent as his brother's, it's better then most.
