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Lucid Loneliness

Dream finds himself alone again at night after a long day of work. He wishes he wasn't so isolated, but he has to keep going. Who could even know what he's going through?

Credit goes to @sagaverse for the alternate multiverse

Dream belongs to @jokublog

Core!Frisk belongs to @dokudoki

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Once again, Dream was alone. So very alone within the dusty, dark, and seemingly dreary depths of the abandoned warehouse he found himself in. Pulling one mattress up to the back wall, Dream made that corner as comfortable as he could for the night. Hours of weariness tugged at his sluggish limbs, but he pushed himself to gather a bit more for the barren space.

A couple fluffy blankets and a decent pillow from the boxes nearby made this corner feel a little less lonely. Closing his sockets, he could almost imagine curling up next to Neil or even his brother there. Tempting as it was, distant whispers and soft feathery impressions stated otherwise.

Slowly, he took off his dense circlet and unlatched his billowing cape from himself. Chilling as the quiet was, there were no screams nor stifled fears to indicate an attack would come any time soon. It was cold comfort when you were running for your life and the hope of others, but it was comfort regardless. This night paled to the anguish and suffering of many skirmishes before this point. Battles that left his bones bleeding at the marrow, and Nightmare's encroaching negativity making most of his options next to useless. His hand squeezed at the fabric of his cape to stop himself before thinking of the screams, be it his internal wails or those he heard around him. Try as he might, he could never quite distance his mind from the voices he heard. Some were desperate cries, others more enraged. The strongest of their innermost feelings made them so coherent as to screech their importance. Dream found it a miracle that he got any sleep at all with the constant commotion no one else seemed to hear or understand.

He hugged the fluff and fabric on him closer before turning to the moonlit window further off. So many souls needed aid, but he needed rest just as much now. If only a few people could do the same with him, but the lost guardian knew it wasn’t to be. What would they even say if they found out he was living like this? Without a friend, a home, or a hope, constantly running or fighting for his life, and having to mask all of this lest he feel even worse. That wasn’t even counting how selfish it felt. The guardian of positivity, breaking down in front of those he was cheering up. He would only involve more people in his life, and risk them falling to his brother just for the apple he now held. Shaking his skull, Dream closed his sockets once again. At least tonight, it would be no more than a grisly nightmare. It was time to head back to the meadow, the Tree of Feelings, Nightmare, and Neil most of all…

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In a clammy sweat, Dream jolted back up from his makeshift bed. His wavering eyelights darted around the warehouse in search of anything coming toward him with only the grey light of early morning illuminating the space. There was something here, and its aura seemed to creep in everywhere. Ever-changing, always watching, and yet eerily calm. Whoever or whatever it was, it was getting closer and closer to his bed. Whether it wanted to use him or just approach him, Dream wasn’t going to take any chances. Frantically, he summoned his staff into his shaky hands. Balling it tight, Dream held it close to himself, prepared to ready his shield if needed.

From the corner of his socket, he saw it come out of the shadows. Two dark, gaping sockets seemed to follow him as it came allegedly out of nowhere. This being having a personage comparable to the morning’s shadows and light didn’t ease his anxiety much either. Bracing himself for the worst outcome, he raised his staff upward. He wasn’t going to keep positivity alive shaking in his boots after all. Steeling his throat as best he could, Dream declared. “Whatever you came here for, I won’t let you stomp on their hopes or get the apple!” Just as he swung down his staff, its body dissipated from where it was. As quickly as it disappeared, it reemerged on the opposite side of the bed. Before he could so much as turn, it extended its hand out instead. With a soft smile, the being calmly replied. “You defend both valiantly, but I came for something else. You’ve been alone for some time, haven’t you?” Dream froze even more, if he hadn’t already from the shock alone. Out of all the sounds that could come out, a composed response was the last thing he expected. Taking a moment to process what even happened, he lowered his staff. This seemed far too strange to be real, but they didn’t seem dangerous. He looked up again with disbelief and confusion. “H-How could you know t-that? I haven’t s-sensed or seen you before. Who even are you…” Unperturbed by his questions, they hopped onto the bed to be closer to him. Their own sockets held a bit more warmth if that was even possible. “I’m Frisk, Core Frisk if you need to address others about me. I’ve witnessed all things in the multiverse, but I’m not always physically present. You’ve likely overlooked my presence many times.”

His staff disappeared as he leaned closer. Gently, Dream took their hand into his to shake it. “You must know who I am then. But I still don’t understand why you’re here. If it’s not for the apple, then what?” Core Frisk clasped his bony palm in turn. “Dream, you’ve thought about this for some time. But I’ll ask you this. Do you have somewhere to go back to?” At the question, he shrank into his collar. This was getting more and more apparent that his silent pleas had been heard. Even so, he didn’t want to get his hopes too high. It could mean something else entirely. “No… not anymore. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t stay there safely. It’s been like that for a long time.”

Core got off the bed and walked past multiple crates and shelves of unused product. Quickly grabbing his cape and circlet, Dream rushed after them in bewilderment. “Why are you walking out here?” After a while, the two of them stopped in front of the warehouse door. Core Frisk’s hand stretched to grab the knob. “I can show you a place where you can go. You don’t have to be alone anymore, Dream. You never really were to begin with.” He turned back towards the warehouse for a moment. This still seemed too good to be true, even his brother could attack the place if he knew. “What if that puts you or anyone else in danger? Many people still want me to keep themselves happy, or to drown the multiverse in misery.” They placed a hand on his shoulder before clutching his shirt firmly. “They can never truly reach me, and I’ve kept it a secret to most. You’re not selfish for receiving what you need. Don’t let anyone else tell you otherwise.”

Dream adjusted his cape and circlet, then he turned to the door. He kept a hand on his shoulder though. “Alright, you’ve convinced me. I hope this really can work after all.” With that, Core paused for a moment before opening the door. In place of the cold, dreary street was an endless white expanse that stretched on forever. Blue clouds drifted overhead, and lush grass lined a stony path. A rush of different feelings and new echoes caught Dream by surprise. Quite a few people were inside that one plane, he could feel it. He took his first step inside after the grey child. They held Dream’s gloved hand with a tender smile across their face. “It may work more than you realize with some time. There’s plenty of people for you to meet, some that would appreciate seeing you. Welcome to the Omega Timeline, Dream. I’m glad that you’re here.” He returned the smile and looked at the path ahead. “As am I, thank you again. Let’s go meet them then.” Dream ran across the stone with excitement filling his marrow. His heart hadn’t felt this light in a long time. Perhaps this time around, he could truly find new beginnings. While the darkness of the past will dwell, Dream still had plenty to look forward to.

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"Starting over is an acceptance of a past we can't change, an unrelenting conviction that the future can be different, and the stubborn wisdom to use the past to make the future what the past was not." -Craig D. Lounsbrough

"Dreams are renewable. No matter what our age or condition, there are still untapped possibilities within us and new beauty waiting to be born." -Dale Turner

I hope you all enjoyed this one-shot. Even if this past week has been rough for you, it doesn't have to be faced alone. There's plenty to do next week and beyond as well. Have a wonderful weekend, everyone.

-Levi

Please may I have a Fairy tail childhood fluff and tears scenario of when you (Gray's younger twin brother who is a sweet kid and all *he is a ice mage like his brother but his magic is slightly stronger than Gray's and this was long before he met Juvia and became her loving boyfriend*) first met Natsu when you and him were kids. Natsu found you crying alone by a big tree in Magnolia after you were made fun of for being kind and everything by the bullies. Natsu found you crying there when the Fairy tail guild was in a bit of frantic mode because you practically disappeared from the hall and Natsu..willing to help, actually managed to find you. You didn't know him because Natsu was a newcomer today which means he only joined today...and Natsu asked if you were alright when he stood in front of you. (Think of the scene from Naruto of when Ino had a flashback of when she first met Sakura and made friends with her when Sakura was crying alone because of her forehead ep 32). Natsu didn't think that your kindness was weakness or anything..and what he knew..the guild cares a lot about you enough to realise that you went missing.

No pairings in this..just Natsu becoming one of his friends like how the rest of the children around his age is..and bear in mind that you and Natsu met when you two were young children.

(I loved your last request by the way)

A Friendship of Fire and Ice

Series: Fairy Tail.

Character: Natsu Dragneel.

Genre: Fluff/Comfort.

Notes: This request is platonic. (Also I'm happy to hear that you enjoyed my last request!)

Reader: Male.

It happened again it's almost every day now so you should come to expect it when it happens. Yet each time it does your left in stock and tears each time it happens. It happened before you went to the Fairy Tail Guild Hall today.

Your older brother Gray wasn't with you when it happened as he had left earlier than you. So you were all alone when it happened like each every time it had happened to you before. It was always the same kids that decide to pick on you almost every day.

You hadn't told your older brother Gray about this yet as you didn't want to make him worry about you. Yet this is something related to why those kids decided to pick on you. They would always pick on you for being "too kind" and sometimes they would even call you "weak."

That couldn't be further from the truth as your older brother Gray and many other wizards in Fairy Tail. Had praised you many times for your amazing ice magic. Yet it went in one ear and out the other for you as you didn't think what they were saying was true.

No thanks to those kids who had picked on you almost every day for a while now. Being "too kind" and "weak" was all that was on your mind for a while now. It had started to affect you greatly and everyone else could see that but they weren't sure when was wrong.

Your older brother Gray was especially worried out of anyone. He desperately wanted you to tell him what was wrong and why you had a sudden shift in your behavior. It seems hiding it wasn't any use as you had made even more people than Gray concerned for you.

That's something you didn't want yet the question of "What's wrong? Please talk to me!" Was all anyone had been asking you as of late. You didn't want to talk you didn't want anyone to worry about you.

So when your brother Gray continued to ask you couldn't take it anymore and decided to run out of the Guild Hall. This only made not Gray but a lot of the other Fairy Tail wizards even more worried about you. But you didn't care and you didn't care about where you were running to.

All you knew is that you wanted to be left alone and for people to stop worrying about you. Eventually after running around for some time in Magnolia, you came across a big tree. You decided to sit down with your back to the tree.

You curled up your legs and started to cry thinking about everything that had been happening to you lately. You weren't sure how much time had passed since you ran out of the Guild Hall. But you didn't care you just wanted to be left alone for now.

After some more time had passed you had heard some footsteps but you didn't bother to look up and see who it was. You didn't care either as you just wanted to be alone.

The person walked closer to you and then kneeled down to you. "Hey M/N what's wrong?" It was Natsu one of your good friends. Even though you and his magic are opposites you two are close and get along well with each other.

You looked to see him as you rubbed the tears from your face eyes red from how much you've been crying. "Nothing..." You respond to him your voice barely above a whisper.

"That's not true and you know it now tell me M/N what's wrong?' Natsu said as he moved to sit next to you. " It's just these kids Natsu they've been saying I'm weak and too kind. They've been saying this to me a lot lately. Do you think it's true Natsu? Am I too weak and kind?" You said looking at him with a sorrowful expression on your face.

"What?!? Of course not M/N! You're one of the strongest people I know! And there's nothing wrong with being kind okay? Those kids they're just jealous they're not as strong or as kind as you are. So don't listen to what they have to say okay? Because it couldn't be further from the truth me and all the other Fairy Tail wizards know that."

Natsu spoke as he stood up and extended his hand to you with a smile. You took his hand and stood up with him with a smile on your face as well. "See that's much better! This is the M/N I know!" Suddenly you heard a lot more footsteps coming toward you and Natsu.

It was all your other Guild mates Lucy, Gray, Wendy, and Juvia. All of them were running towards you worried about you. "M/N" they all seemed to speak in unison.

They gathered around you worried about you from what happened earlier in the day. But they soon relaxed however as they saw the smile on both your and Natsu's faces.

"Don't worry I'm feeling all better now thanks to Natsu!" You smiled and all your other guild members were at ease with this. "You know what this means right? A group hug!" Natsu said as you and all your other Guild members embraced I'm a group hug together.

Sensitive Soul😔 - Alastor x Reader

Requested by @ju1yyyzzz

The Hazbin gang were all lounging around the lobby, minding their own business. Charlie was reading a story book, definitely romance. Vaggie had her spear in her hand, practicing her moves. Sir Pentious was observing her. Apparently Vaggie wanted to teach him some physical combat, since he relied too much on his gadgets and egg minions. He was sloppy, but he had a lot of confidence, which Vaggie respected. Angel dust was chatting away at the bar with Husk. Their relationship had improved a lot, leaving you feeling very happy to the point you cried. Zooming sounds were happening all across the room. It was Niffty, chasing after the insects with a knitting needle. The look in her eye was crazy and glad she was aiming it towards the bugs, and not you. Alastor was relaxing against a chair, legs crossed while sipping from a coffee mug. The hotel radio was playing a broadcast from the human world. The fact that it could pick up stations from the living world was insane. Must have been Alastor's doing since he always looking for more entertainment.

The phone in your hand was your source of entertainment for the time being, as you kept flipping through Sinstagram. Static emanated from the radio, beginning to play a broadcast in regards to some sort of pandemic happening on earth. The grin radiating on Alastor's face was nerve wracking, as he continued to listen in on it. "HAHA! How utterly entertaning! Makes me remember the good old days during the Great Depression! So many orphans!" It felt like you had been punched in the stomach. 'How could he find that entertaining'. Your thoughts were becoming depressing, and tears began to appear in your eyes. Charlie took a break from her book, and looked up, noticing your sad expression. "Y/N, Why are you crying?" Realization hit you as you touched your cheek and felt wetness. The room got quiet, everyone gazing at you with concerned looks including Alastor. "I-I'm I-. I need to be excused." Jumping from where you were sitting, you rushed out of the room, leaving everyone confused. Angel was the first to speak up: "What the f✪✪✪ was that about?"

Charlie felt the need to comfort you, but she concluded that your probably needed a minute to calm down. She looked around the room, observing everyone. "Did any of you say anything to them?" Everyone shrugged their shoulders, stumped. Niffty zoomed next to Charlie, wanting to tell her something. "She started to cry when Alastor was laughing about something on the radio." Eyes all turned to Al. Alastor still had a smile on his face, but mentally he was riddled with confusion. "I was only reminiscing about the past! My words did not bare any insults towards them!" A spear was drawn at his face, causing him to arch an eyebrow. Ohh how scary he thought. Vaggie was fuming, nearly about to strike Alastor. "Whatever you said apparently made them upset! Now go and check on them, bastardo!" The air grew ominous, as Alastor powers began to expand, clouding the room with black mist. The smile on his face began to grow monstrous, as his eyes turned into radio dials. "Now Vaggie! There is no need for threats! But I advise that you lower your w̶͈̒͜è̶̫̤͖̃̀̔̋́a̴̝̮̾̽̋̌̈́̎̍p̵̳̟̩͈̬̹͓̔̀͌ó̸̟̃ṇ̵̹̻̽̉ ̶̩̞͓̃̓͌̈́ȍ̷̬ṛ̸̨̡͈̹́͜ ̵̡͈̰͎́̚ḛ̴̞̯̭̥͊̅̇̃̎̆l̵̖̔͑͆̿s̸̙̐̌̐̆̓͠è̵̛̻͑̓̊͠!" Charlie jumped between the both of them, wanting to appease the situation. "Vaggie Stop!" Charlie words reached her girlfriend, causing the spear to be lowered, as she crossed her arms. Charlie then looked at Alastor, who had managed to calm down slightly, yet the air was still tense. "Alastor. Could you please check on Y/N?" A shook of his head, brought him back to normal, as he stood up from the couch. "All right!" The staff in his hand at appeared, giving it a twirl before he stood up from the couch, walking away with his hands behind his back.

"Now where could the little darling have gone?" Alastor announced to himself, as he ventured down the hallways. His first place to look would be your room. Giving a rhythmic tap on the door, he waited for you to open the door. His ears twitched, trying to pinpoint any sounds from the other side, but heard none. "Hmm. Not here." Alastor continued to look for you. The last place to look was the hotel garden. It needed a lot of weeding and pruning when he first arrived at the Hotel. Niffty and you were able to fix it right up, planting certain hellflowers and fruits and vegetables. Sounds of sniffling reached Alastor's ears, "Ah so you were here!" he thought. He found on curled on the ground, laying on the concrete ground, admiring the flowers. His eyes noticed the tear streaks that were still prominent on your cheeks. Turning your head around, you saw Alastor standing next to you, before looking away. "Why the long face my dear?" Alastor chortled to himself, while you remained silent. Your lack of silence bothered Al. He still couldn't piece together why you were crying in the lobby? He snapped his fingers, causing a cushion to appear on the ground. He didn't want to dirty his pants. Plopping down, he continued to look at you. His smile stayed the same, but his eyes were looking at you with slight concern.

"My dear, what has you so upset? Was it something I did in the lobby that bothered you?" He patiently waited for your answer. Wiping your tears with your sleeve, you turned your head towards him. "You didn't do anything Al. It was the topic you brought up that got to me!" Cocking his head, he pondered what you said. A lightbulb flashed in his head. "Ahh yes! The great depression!" His smile became giddy. His entertainment for misery was appearing again. "Yes. I know to you it was highly entertaining, but to others it wasn't. It just made be think about all the hard-times during that time, and the orphans and what-not. I know its stupid to cry over something like that, but certain things or topics I'm very sensitive too. Often times it results in my breaking down in tears like you just saw." Alastor continued to stare at you, while you talked. He was relieved he didn't cause something directly to upset you, but it did stun him a a bit at your reasoning. His years being a radio host/serial killer harden him, to the point certain depressing topics became utter joy for him. It gave him a bit of realization that subjects like this were very bothersome to others, including you. "I apologized if I worried you and the others. Just didn't want to cry in front of all of you over something stupid. Wish I wasn't such a cry-baby." Casting your eyes down, you gazed at ground.

A fluffy material touched your cheek, causing you to jump. Looking at Al, he was cleaning your face with a handkerchief. His signature smile, had dropped. It wasn't a frown, but he was a full on smile either. More of a slight grin. "Y/N, there is nothing wrong with crying over stuff like this. My time in Hell has made me immune to depressing topics. This doesn't make you a cry-baby, it just means that you have a pure soul. You care about the well being of others greatly, to the point of tears. It is quite alright my dear, and I would like to give a proper apology to you." His words were insanely sweet. More tears began to pour out your eyes, shocking Alastor even more.

"My dear?! What did I say? Why are the tears still coming from your eyes?" His actions were frantic, as he continued to wipe the tears from your eyes. The tears still flowed, but a smile was on your face. "Hehe, I'm sorry. Your words were very sweet and just made me very happy that I wanted to cry." Alastor gave a chuckle as well, shaking his head. "My my what a strange demon you were. Still, you were very adorable." He thought to himself. Soon the handkerchief had removed all of the tears that were flowing down. The signature grin he wore returned, as he got up from his position, snapping the cushion away. His hand extended out to you, allowing you to grab it. Being pulled up, you got up off the ground, and stood in front of Alastor. His other hand was placed on your cheek, giving it a stroke before returning back to him. "Shall we head back my dear? The others must be getting worried!" He smiled down at you, to which you responded back with a nod, as the both of you walked together out of the garden to rejoin the others.

~END~

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a happy ending for the last targaryen

Bran Stark x Targaryen! Reader 🤍🖤

ooc bran? i miss goT :(

your sister dany died but you shed no tears, she had became mad like your father. the only family you had left was your dragon drogon but you still felt alone. but you weren’t entirely alone you had bran stark, you and the stark boy had an odd friendship. something about you pulled him in like a magnet. he liked spending time with you and you him. when bran was named the king of the six kingdoms you clapped for him. nobody truly deserved it more than him.

some hours later king bran had called you in for a private meeting. you had thought he was going to have you get rid of your beloved dragon but it was because he had quite the question for you. “y/n. you had been a friend to me in my time of need” he cleared his throat and you just smiled as you always did that was your bad habit. “you don’t have anybody and i hate to admit but i enjoy your company.” you rolled your eyes. “thanks?” you bowed your head.

“what i mean to say is, it is in your best interest that you accept my proposal.” he huffed giving a half assed smile. “what’s your proposal?” you walked a little closer to him. “marry me? this way you can be queen and you will never be alone.” you were shocked but he was right, you didn’t want to feel alone and being queen of basically ashes didn’t sound to bad. “what’s the catch?” you laughed.

“i don’t know if I can have children so we may never have any.” he sighed and you just slyly smiled. “i didn’t know we would be uh -“ your cheeks felt hot trying to explain your point. “well i assumed we’d consummate our union ?” he grew embarrassed. “as you said you don’t know so we can try and if it doesn’t work. it won’t matter.” you crouched down so you can be in his eye level. you caressed his cheek. “because ill have you…. and drogon” he rolled his eyes. you brought your lips to his and you had a passionate kiss. “bran the broken and the last targaryen, who would’ve thought?” you grinned.

“i can’t think of no greater love story” he said with his usual blank expression. you laughed while kissing him on his cheek. “there isn’t one greater than ours”

and you lived ………..

happily ever after