Killer sighed in bliss, daydreaming about his crush.
Nightmare.
His cocky attitude, his glare, even his fucking goop is so amazing he could burst inside. He's the second reason he's trying to stop cutting.
The other is for dream.
Anyway, as Killer watched Nightmare talk to Horror, rage filled his bones. Nightmare was his, and only his.
No one else could have Nightmare.
This may sound yandere, but it's not. He already declined the yandere idea, thinking that Nightmare wouldn't love him for that.
Yes, he actually thought about it.
Killer sighed, picking up the black roses he got for Nightmare. He would confess today. And Nightmare would HAVE to accept him.
He just has to.
The thought of Nightmare rejecting him never crossed his mind, not even a smidge of doubt was hidden in Killer's non-existant brain.
"N-Nightmare?" Killer called out, taking a step into the throne room and sighing in relief seeing that Nightmare was alone. "Wha- are those... roses?" Nightmare put his book down and stared at Killer with an amused face.
Killer took a sigh of relief and said, "I... I like you, Nightmare! E-" He was cut short by Nightmare's laughter.
It was loud, and it scared the living daylights out of the poor skeleton. "D-do you really think that I LIKE you?! HA!" Nightmare LOVED the emotions running through killer.
The roses fell to the ground and Killer ran out, crying hysterically.
Nightmare rolled his eyes at the behavior and picked up his book again.
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"HE DID WHAT?!" Dream exclaimed, sitting Killer down on the couch and hugging him tightly, letting him cry his soul out. "I'm so sorry, Killer..." Dream said, rubbing the other's back and sighing.
"Nightmare- h-he..." Dream shushed the other. "Shh..."
Killer soon fell asleep, and Dream smiled at the peacefulness of his face.
Knowing Nightmare, he wasn't surprised he didn't like Killer.
But who does he love? Cross's out, so is Dust and Killer...
So it has to be either Horror or Error.
It would most likely Error since he hates horror with a burning passion.
But Error? That seems unlikely...
Dream looked down at the sleeping skeleton resting on his shoulder. "you're going to be okay..." He whispered quietly, rubbing his skull and looking to the ceiling.
"Why..."
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"Why..." Ink asked, clearly unimpressed at the location Error said to go. Outertale.
"1t's my f@v0r1t3 pl@c3!" Error exclaimed, sitting on a rock and staring up at the stars with bliss written all over his glitchy face. "I thought you hated every AU?" Ink asked, putting his brush down and sitting beside his friend. "H3h... 1 gu3ss 1 d0n't @ft3r @ll..."
The two sat in silence for a bit, before Ink looked at Error with curiosity written on his face. "Why does it look like there are letters in the sky?" Error smiled, looking down at Ink and chuckled.
"C0m3 0n. 1 w@nt t0 sh0w y0u wh@t th3y s@y. 1t h@s t0 b3 @ v3ry sp3c1f1c pl@c3." Error jumped off the rock and hopped onto another one.
This game of hopping rocks came to an end seeing the places waterfall filled with echo flowers.
Error sat down in the middle and patted the seat next to him, signaling for Ink to sit down.
Ink was suspicious of what was going to happen, but he did it anyway.
Error traced the stars with his hand...
Ink read them out loud...
"I l o v e y o u... " He spelled it out, and by the time he figured it out he was already blushing madly. "E-error-"
Ink was pulled into a kiss and immediately kissed back.
(HEHEHEHEHEHEEEE I GOT SOME OF DAT DRAMA AND DAT STUPID ROMANCE IN!! I hate that stuff, but oh well.)
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Depression... A Sansest Story.
FanfictionEverything was running smoothly for the Star Sanses on this amazing day. Ink was drawing happily, Blue was running around chasing butterflies, and Dream was reading! Until we look a little... deeper. Dream was fine. But Ink was thinking about thing...
