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Friendship

Error belong to loverofpiggies

Ink belong to comyet

Dream belong to jokublog

Swap!Sans belong to UTAUs community

I'm pretty sure it's Killer who made that mess

Horror!Sans belong to horrortalecomic

Killer!Sans belong to rahafwabas

Dust!Sans belong to ask-dustale

Error belong to loverofpiggies

Nightmare and Dream belong to jokublog

Ink belong to comyet

Cross belong to Jakei95

Swap!Sans belong to the UTAUs community

Had a styling crisis

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It was fun, never again (/j I'll suffer forever)

Tell me your fav in reblogs! (totally not hoping getting more reblogs like this)

Nightmare and Dream belong @/jokublog Ink belong to @/comyet Cross belong to @/jakei95Error belong to @/loverofpiggies Killer!Sans belong to @/rahafwabas Dust!Sans belong to @/ask-dusttale Horror!Sans belong to @/horrortalecomic Swap!Sans belong to the UTAU comunity

Downside to being the only Star Sans that can’t universe hop…. 

(I feel like this would be set when Blue first joins so Dream and Ink forget they need to take him with one of them)

Just so ya know, I absolutely adore the star sanses, And I think they are extremely underrated, like, three thousand comedy comics over the bad guys but almost non of the star sanses, I just think they are extremely funny, just as much as the bad guys. And as such I made a little arrow chard showing a bit of how I think their relationships with each other are like:

Merry Christmas everyone!

(I’m late I know-)

UTMV Human Superhero AU

Honestly what I'm posting now is kinda just somewhat old stuff, like not recent and new things but more like just tryna fill my blog with posts while ALSO keeping with the theme? ??? Anyway have another AU lmao- I actually don't read as much UTMV fanfiction so zero idea what's more common than others. SO! This'll just be current notes I have for different Sanses, but that also means I just have the more common Sanses instead of Sanses like Error, Reaper, Fresh, Lust, and so on.

CW: Mentions of famines, drought, murder, injury, blood, bullying, disowned, cannibalism, pressure, high expectations, etc.

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Nightmare's Gang, dubbed the Bad Guys (Which Killer jokingly refers to them as Bad Gays) by the media is a high ranking supervillain organization, consisting of members,

Dust- VN: Executioner Has voices in his head. (When he's lost it, his eyes turn red.) They predict the future and help him get by, but with the drawback of them sounding like those he has killed before. It haunts him and leaves him unable to eat, sleep, or anything after. The sole survivor of a mass genocide, suffering through Survivor's Guilt. He had no one to get help from, and eventually found himself with Nightmare. He's bitter and craves revenge against the shitty heroes who failed to help him then and now.

Horror- VN: Butcher Once trapped in a persistent famine and drought, he was unable to control himself anymore. He ate anything that moved, including people, much to the disgust of the public once it came to light. People were disgusted by him, but with his newfound desire for cannibalism came a power. He'd find himself in a state of constant hunger, yet the more he ate, the more invincible he became. Sometimes he'd be able to even use another's enhancement.

Nightmare- VN: Nyx Forgotten in his brother's shadow, he grew bitter and angry. 'If they wanted a monster, then that's what I'll become', he thought. His power let him see people's worst fears, bringing them to light with 'hallucinations'. In a way, he could change reality to his own making. In the 'hallucinations', he produces a black fog that hides the ground and everything the eye can see. When inhaled, it poisons the victim severely. Few survive, but those who do are easy to spot due to their sickly figure. The black slowly overtakes them. They throw it up. 'Corruption' Nyx calls it. Then they lose all will. A puppet in the making.

Killer-VN: Jester He was kicked out of his own home due to his sick nature, and nobody wanted the kid with an odd obsession with blood. Killer always had been fascinated by death and soon became a murderer who hid in the shadows, yet known to play with his 'food'. Soon he had caught the attention of Nightmare who took him in. Killer's power had to do with drinking blood. It let him use that person's enhancements, and at times he could wield multiple at once. He grew fangs due to it as well, and enjoyed joking about how he was a vampire. It always sent him on a sort of high when he got some in his system. It was also due to this that he had an unhealthy addiction to blood, though if he were to stop he'd weaken. When he can't find a source, sometimes he'll just take his own blood to calm the desire. Sometimes though, if he has a big enough amount of blood from someone, he can copy their features. (edited)

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The heroes lmao. no special name for them [ig they're just the stars but thats about it. Also they'll probably end up falling apart due to different ideals n such]

Swap- HN: Knight can form a shield and sword on will or whatever? [thoughts pending]

Dream- HN: Hemera He can provide 'suggestions' to people in a soft siren-like voice. When he does it, it forces a calm over them, almost like drugging them, and they do as he says. (For some reason people dont call him out for having a 'villain' like power unlike Nightmare's)

Ink- HN: Creator Can create things with his brush, easy to understand

Cross- HN: X Put under high expectations, he was meant to become a hero at his birth. It wasn't what he would've chosen as a job, but he was helping people. That was a good thing right? He was being helpful. That was his purpose, after all. Wasn't it? He has heightened senses. He can hear better, see better, even move faster and jump higher. Sometimes he adopts other people's abilities, almost like a mimic, being able to make sounds or voices. He once had a dog (dead now), so he has a habit of copying a dog's noises, like growling when under threat.

MANY notes subject to change, though I'm already using them for a series on another thing so it'd be awful to change it now, BUT some sanses haven't been shown yet, or even done anything yet so changes could happen [though the bad gays have already been shown haha along with their powers and '..backstories'

OKAY! Adding onto this idea and semi-story building.

Horror gets captured. My idea for the situation is this: Dust and Horror are fighting against Swap. Horror gets very injured, and despite Dust's best efforts he still ends up failing as Dream comes to Swap's aid, and since Dream is much more powerful, Dust stands no chance, and it's already even more less likely for him to defeat those two without Horror in commission.

Nightmare [and the others] are unable to make it there. Nightmare tells him to pull out. [through earpieces]

Dust doesn't want to. Not with Horror in danger. He fails anyway, and Horror gets captured by the heroes. Nightmare this time very urgently tells him to go, even going so far as to play 'bad cop' and demand him to. Dust has to listen because he has zero chance, and he can't rely on backup this time. He knows he can't do anything about it but it still feels wrong.

He pulls out before he can even have the chance to be unable to. He feels immensely guilty.

He also hates Swap and Dream. After all, Horror was his partner, his second half.

CW: Body modification but kinda.. horror..? i dont usually do warnings since i dont usually come up with dark stuff but uh. ive had this in my head for awhile. or death.

What happens to Horror? Well I have a few angsty ideas there. Either the hero association is corrupt as FUCK and removes Horror's teeth so he becomes weaker and unable to become at his former glory, which is also completely fucking sick and I can just imagine Horror being so fucking saddened at this and crying but no ones there to comfort him and help him through this even though they all promised they'd be there for each other, and he really doesn't blame them but that doesn't make the hurt go away.

..or they sentence Horror to death row?

but it's really hard to get a hit on the hero tower thing, not to mention barely anyone has been able to get out of that place, no matter the resources.

The bad guys are on edge.

Maybe Dust sometimes snaps at Nightmare for making him leave, but there's still that understanding that there wasn't a choice unless they wanted Dust to get caught too but that doesn't make the pain go away.

Maybe one day Dust wishes that he had been caught so he could be with Horror, but it's probably really clear to the media how close the two were, never being seen without the other close by. They'd probably never let the two near each other.

I have been thinking over this for awhile, and each and every one of the bad guys have some form of mental issue and honestly, their support system is getting really close to unhealthy dependency to where take one person out and everything fucking crumbles.

god the heroes wont know what hit em, but they are also just doing their job.

..for a corrupt government.

anyway---- thats kinda it so far?

UTMV Human Superhero AU

Honestly what I'm posting now is kinda just somewhat old stuff, like not recent and new things but more like just tryna fill my blog with posts while ALSO keeping with the theme? ??? Anyway have another AU lmao- I actually don't read as much UTMV fanfiction so zero idea what's more common than others. SO! This'll just be current notes I have for different Sanses, but that also means I just have the more common Sanses instead of Sanses like Error, Reaper, Fresh, Lust, and so on.

CW: Mentions of famines, drought, murder, injury, blood, bullying, disowned, cannibalism, pressure, high expectations, etc.

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Nightmare's Gang, dubbed the Bad Guys (Which Killer jokingly refers to them as Bad Gays) by the media is a high ranking supervillain organization, consisting of members,

Dust- VN: Executioner Has voices in his head. (When he's lost it, his eyes turn red.) They predict the future and help him get by, but with the drawback of them sounding like those he has killed before. It haunts him and leaves him unable to eat, sleep, or anything after. The sole survivor of a mass genocide, suffering through Survivor's Guilt. He had no one to get help from, and eventually found himself with Nightmare. He's bitter and craves revenge against the shitty heroes who failed to help him then and now.

Horror- VN: Butcher Once trapped in a persistent famine and drought, he was unable to control himself anymore. He ate anything that moved, including people, much to the disgust of the public once it came to light. People were disgusted by him, but with his newfound desire for cannibalism came a power. He'd find himself in a state of constant hunger, yet the more he ate, the more invincible he became. Sometimes he'd be able to even use another's enhancement.

Nightmare- VN: Nyx Forgotten in his brother's shadow, he grew bitter and angry. 'If they wanted a monster, then that's what I'll become', he thought. His power let him see people's worst fears, bringing them to light with 'hallucinations'. In a way, he could change reality to his own making. In the 'hallucinations', he produces a black fog that hides the ground and everything the eye can see. When inhaled, it poisons the victim severely. Few survive, but those who do are easy to spot due to their sickly figure. The black slowly overtakes them. They throw it up. 'Corruption' Nyx calls it. Then they lose all will. A puppet in the making.

Killer-VN: Jester He was kicked out of his own home due to his sick nature, and nobody wanted the kid with an odd obsession with blood. Killer always had been fascinated by death and soon became a murderer who hid in the shadows, yet known to play with his 'food'. Soon he had caught the attention of Nightmare who took him in. Killer's power had to do with drinking blood. It let him use that person's enhancements, and at times he could wield multiple at once. He grew fangs due to it as well, and enjoyed joking about how he was a vampire. It always sent him on a sort of high when he got some in his system. It was also due to this that he had an unhealthy addiction to blood, though if he were to stop he'd weaken. When he can't find a source, sometimes he'll just take his own blood to calm the desire. Sometimes though, if he has a big enough amount of blood from someone, he can copy their features. (edited)

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The heroes lmao. no special name for them [ig they're just the stars but thats about it. Also they'll probably end up falling apart due to different ideals n such]

Swap- HN: Knight can form a shield and sword on will or whatever? [thoughts pending]

Dream- HN: Hemera He can provide 'suggestions' to people in a soft siren-like voice. When he does it, it forces a calm over them, almost like drugging them, and they do as he says. (For some reason people dont call him out for having a 'villain' like power unlike Nightmare's)

Ink- HN: Creator Can create things with his brush, easy to understand

Cross- HN: X Put under high expectations, he was meant to become a hero at his birth. It wasn't what he would've chosen as a job, but he was helping people. That was a good thing right? He was being helpful. That was his purpose, after all. Wasn't it? He has heightened senses. He can hear better, see better, even move faster and jump higher. Sometimes he adopts other people's abilities, almost like a mimic, being able to make sounds or voices. He once had a dog (dead now), so he has a habit of copying a dog's noises, like growling when under threat.

MANY notes subject to change, though I'm already using them for a series on another thing so it'd be awful to change it now, BUT some sanses haven't been shown yet, or even done anything yet so changes could happen [though the bad gays have already been shown haha along with their powers and '..backstories'

It's just them running away from Nightmare and the gang🙂💀 Boi I haven't drawn the stars in a while.

Dream belongs to Jokublog Underswap belongs to P0pcornPr1nce Ink belongs to Myebi/comyet

Trapped. | Have some good ol’ Fallen Stars, my ver’ kind of ?

I feel like the Fallen Stars have so much potential, so I made this lil thing expressing a bit how I see them in a format similar to that of tarot card !

Id be happy to ramble about this, if anyone’s interested in more :}

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Credits.

Fallen Stars concept belongs to - ??

Ink belongs to - @comyet

Dream belongs to - Joku | Shattered belongs to Galacii

Swap belongs to - the community | Blueberror belongs to - Loverofpiggies

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Fluffy Hair - Dream and Nightmare

     ! This Isn't Cannon !

Hello! It's the author, Eclipse, here- Just a few things!

Here, they have hair. Think of it like the human fanon versions! Or make up a design if you want- I don't care what you do. But here, I imagined them like humans with features their cannon has. Like, Nightmare looks human, but he has goop on one eye and has his tendrils on his back (I made them retractable to cause less trouble).

No, this isn't Dreammare, but ship them if you want. The fandom's already fucked up, I couldn't care less at this point. Hate Dreammare? Make it sibling love. Like Dreammare? Do it. A neutral? Do whatever the hell you want.

Summary - Dream and Nightmare's relationship is nothing less than awkward. On their birthday, Dream decided to fix that with a delightful gift.

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     Maybe Nightmare and Dream lived under the same roof, Nightmare's castle, but it doesn't mean they're friends with each other. It was a complicated thing, both of them. After the truce between the Bad Sanses and the Star Sanses, they were off with each other. They would be in the same room but always keep their distance. If another Sans they both like, then maybe it would be a decent conversation between the three, but no direct contact between Nightmare and Dream. If it was just them, don't expect any communication between them. It would be awkward, making one of them leave. If not, Nightmare would keep to himself. After countless attempts to start a conversation, Dream would stop trying and do something else. Maybe he would read or draw on his skin with a pen. They would never talk or act like they haven't been at each other's necks for a while. They wouldn't pretend that happened between them. Not after the incident. Does Nightmare forgive Dream for the Apple Incident? No. But he understands both sides of the story. But it doesn't change the reality that Nightmare still doesn't forgive him. He hoped that maybe Dream would admit it before it was too late, or he would've helped Dream see the obvious signs. Now that both teams have a truce, they're in the same building, Nightmare's castle, and they've had a conference, most would assume things are fine. But Nightmare doesn't forgive Dream. And nothing's going to change it. Or maybe he's hoping it won't. But change is inevitable.

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     Nightmare had a lot of small habits and fidgets he'd do when he was bored. Make it tapping his foot in a rhythmic order, fiddling with his fingers, or having specific cravings like dark chocolate.

     And Dream knew it.

     Dream would never admit it, but he was obsessed with Nightmare. In his way, at least. He'd always pick up small habits he had, such as the small fidgets with his leg, the way his eyes would shrink a little when he saw something strange in the recent news, and when they'd widen when something interesting happened in his fantasy book.

     If Nightmare had a small habit, Dream would know it.

     Maybe it was the fact they'd been away for so long that he wanted to catch up in his way. On the other hand, Nightmare wanted to keep the past in the past. He thought it was selfish of Dream. Had Dream ever thought of asking Nightmare if he wanted to go back in the past? No. So, Nightmare didn't desire their past relationship, but Dream did. It caused a few complications. Eventually, Dream came to the exception that he would never get his opposite back.

     Now, it's their birthday. And Dream had a surprise for Nightmare. Of every small habit and fidgets Nightmare did, his favorite was twirling hair.

     Yes, the self-proclaimed God of Negativity, King of Darkness, the Destroyer of Hope and Dreams, loved messing with hair. It's a pleasant passion and hobby (besides fashion because all kings need to look good). Nightmare loved how it always felt when running his fingers through his hair; he'd sometimes try different hairstyles to get an excuse to mess with it or just touch his hair, feeling how smooth it felt against his fingers.

     And Dream decided to give his hair. Strange, yes, but it's probably the only shot Dream has at showing that he hasn't given up and appreciates him, despite the fact Nightmare probably would kill him if he had the chance. He'd ask Nightmare if he wanted to mess with his hair, and Nightmare would at least feel a bit happier around Dream.

     At the very least, make the atmosphere less awkward.

     Dream was muttering to himself the whole time before meeting with Nightmare. The Bad Sanses and Star Sanses teamed up to make a birthday party for both of them, despite Nightmare neglecting the idea. So, in the bathroom, acting like a teenage boy trying to confess to a popular girl, he went out, looking for Nightmare, adjusting his crown. He nervously entered the party and was bombarded with 'Happy birthdays!' and 'Congrats!' The room itself was the living room but filled with birthday decorations. There was a banner that said 'Dreamtale Twins!' in messy paint, multiple tables with food for both Nightmare and Dream's tastes (including sweets and savory foods), with things for everyone. There were the Bad Sanses and Star Sanses, along with some neutrals and allies like Fell and Sci, but Dream didn't care as much. First, he wanted Nightmare. He needed to find him. And, there he was in all his negative glory, sitting on the couch reading, doing his regular cross-legged position with his right leg in a way some would call... 'feminine.' Honestly, gender always confuses Nightmare and Dream. They didn't have a label. Anyways, Dream, fidgeting with his fingers, sat next to Nightmare. As planned, Nightmare stopped reading and looked at Dream. So did the others, wondering what was going on. Dream never sat next to Nightmare. Never.

     Dream honestly didn't plan this far.

     "U-Umm..." Dream starts. Which wasn't the best response, but it could be worse. Except it couldn't. Ink started snickering as Swap slapped him on the head, shooting Dream a pitiful look. Cross and Horror looked quite uncomfortable with the energy and aura gave off and stepped off a bit to the side near a far wall, still keeping an eye on both Dream and Nightmare. Killer and Dust looked at them but continued fighting over something, only making it worse for Dream and his positive aura. Fell and Sci were both drunk and making out, giving an aura of... ill content.

     Nightmare? He just sat there, staring at Dream with an annoyed look, waiting for him to speak his mind. Dream, however, all he could do was scream internally, hoping it didn't creep out. So, he let his aura do the dirty work. He gave off a feeling of needing and wanting to aim directly at Nightmare, along with the expression of being impatient, which Nightmare understood well enough. Nightmare stood up and walked out of the whole birthday room to his office room, a floor above the ground level. Dream quickly got up and followed, not wanting to be the center of attention any longer.

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     When Dream knocked on Nightmare's office door. Dream took a step back to look at the details while he waited. It appeared to be dark oak wood with golden accents and details (rumored to be pure gold). Nightmare opened it with a look that screamed, 'We need to talk.' Dream was planning on doing so. While walking among the halls of dark, gloomy wallpaper with an eerie ambiance, Dream reviewed exactly how the conversation would go. Nightmare would ask what's up, and Dream would explain that he was observing Nightmare and offer for him to braid his hair. Then, Nightmare would agree. Done. Maybe a bit more conversation if Dream was lucky, but that's all he planned.

     "Get in. Now," Nightmare ordered. Dream gladly complied, entering quickly. He looked at Nightmare with a nervous face, the fear evident in his eyes. Even if he weren't showing it, Nightmare would easily tell by his aura. "We need to talk," Nightmare ordered. "Now, what's going on? You're acting weird." He looked Dream up and down before continuing. "Well, weirder." He sneered and rolled his eyes, trying to mock Dream's self-confidence that left the moment he stepped into the room with an unnatural feeling that made it worse.

     "Well... We both know today's your- OUR!" Dream accidentally screamed when realizing today was, in fact, both of their birthdays, causing Nightmare to flinch while standing, his arms crossed. ". . . Right." He spoke in a monotone tone with annoyance laced around. Dream cleared his throat and spoke slower, still feeling timid. "Well, uh... I've been, uh, observing you a bit." Dream quickly searched for the word to make it less weird, but it seemed to weird out Nightmare more, as he looked more skeptical than before. Dream felt a bit uneasy and continued. "And I noticed how you like messing with your hair! So, uh..." Now that Dream thought about it, the whole idea was stupid! Asking if Nightmare wanted to mess with his hair? What kind of present was that?! He should've settled for something more appropriate! Nightmare must've sensed it because he sighed and spoke, still quite irritated but with a bit of pity.

     "Earth to Dream? Hello?" He flicked Dream's forehead, which brought Dream back to reality. Nightmare rolled his eyes. "You were saying? You were 'observing' me. What about it? If it's not worth my time, get out." He was beginning to grow impatient, and Dream certainly didn't plan this far ahead. "Right, right! So, the thing is—" Nightmare cut Dream off. "Is it the fact you didn't get me a present?" Dream quickly reacted, not thinking much while speaking. "NO, I DID! I DID! I- Uh.. I did! I swear I did! It's just-... Uh... Well, it's not that great." He looked down, ashamed it probably wasn't as great as Nightmare's gift for him. "My gift is kinda lame compared to what others got you." It's true. He saw others packing gifts for both of them, and some got Nightmare good suits, others good rings and necklaces, earrings, and even crowns that probably cost thousands! So why didn't he..?

     "Uh. I see you fidget. Especially when you're stressed, so, uhm... I was wondering if maybe— Unless you don't want to! Maybe you could... mess with my hair..?" Dream spoke the last words quietly and slowly as Nightmare processed the words carefully. When it all clicked in Nightmare's head, he looked at Dream and chuckled a little. Not a cold or mocking one like he usually does, but one that showed he thought it was a cute gesture. He ruffled Dream's hair playfully. "You, Dream Joku," Nightmare stated, emphasizing the word 'you.' "Had me thinking you were having a slow, agonizing dying. Seriously? That's it? I thought you were going to—... I don't know! Jump off a cliff or something like that! But messing with your hair? You could've asked!" It was hard to tell if Nightmare was annoyed with Dream, if he found Dream's nervousness a joke, or both... Probably both. So, While Nightmare was laughing at his stupidity, Dream gave an awkward smile. "So... Is that a yes?" He uttered hopefully.

     Nightmare sighed. "Yes. I guess it is. Wanna do it in your room?" He offered, opening the door of the office room. Dream smiled slightly. "Yeah! Afterward, I can mess with your hair!" He giggled and walked out, trusting Nightmare would follow him.

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     They both entered Dream's room, exactly how you probably imagined it. Since the truce, the Bad and Star Sanses have resided under the same roof to keep up with the balance easier. Dream's room used to be dark and gloomy to match the rest of the castle, but his aura couldn't handle it, so he redecorated it. Now, instead of the dreary wallpaper with black, grays, and hints of teal and blue, it was a light, soft shade of brown, giving an aesthetic vibe. There was a giant king bed with light oak wood for the frame, a pure white mattress with a yellowish orange blanket, and cute shaped pillows in the center with light pastel yellow curtains draped over it, putting it in a protective cone from the outside. There was a white corner desk filled with different organizers with pencils, erasers, markers, and random junk like slap bracelets and fidgets, nothing having an organized place. Some sticky notes were on the walls with notes and doodles of cute characters, photos with the Star Sanses, and other memories. On the ceiling, a few lamp-designed lights are there to keep the calming mood and aura alive to help Dream.

     Nightmare hated the room with a burning passion.

     He retracted his tendrils that lay still on his back and sat on the soft cushion bed, laying his back against the headboard, relaxing his tensed back with the soft white pillows, either of cinnamoroll or different shapes like stars of cats. He spread his legs to let Dream sit in front, and Dream undid his braid, revealing medium-length whitish-yellow hair. It used to be blackish-brown, but the last golden apple changed some of his appearance. Nightmare ran his fingers through the hair, feeling the messy tangles. Makes sense, he thought. Dream goes outside and trains a lot. It reminded him of the past. He and Dream gave each other different hairstyles and messed with each other's hair for fun, getting out all the tangles and knots. At least, they did. Then villagers moved in, and they stopped hanging out with each other. He ignored all he remembered. The past was the past, and it'll stay like that.

     The hair gave off a scent of some sort of coconut oil, but he didn't mind much. He started to twist the hair, twirl it around his finger, and mess with it. He began to braid it, and his mind became unaware of his surroundings. He did twists, attempted bubble braids, and let Dream's hair be free so he could feel how soft it was against his fingers. He loved the feeling. He'd ruffle Dream's hair a lot so he could comb it again. He put his face against the back of Dream's because of how soft and crisp it felt brushing against his face.

     At this point, it was heaven for Nightmare.

     The texture, the sight, everything, hell, even the smell of the hair put him in pure bliss. Nightmare never wanted it to end. Nightmare decided to comb Dream's hair in the end and make mini braids on the sides, putting them in front. Nightmare grabbed a mirror on the nightstand and handed it to Dream, who stared in awe. "It's beautiful!" He exclaimed. "Now, it's my turn!"

     So, they both switched places, Dream using Nightmare's hair for god knows what. Dream was never the best at doing hair. He always liked it messy, wild, and loose. His braids would be messy from training, or his hair would be out entirely. Nightmare was different; he liked his hair neat and organized but always added a bit of messiness to make it more appealing. If not, his hair would always be in a strict ponytail, if not a braid with no loose hairs. So, Nightmare was a bit nervous. Just a bit. He was worried about what Dream would do to his hair. Only Dream knows this, but Nightmare has a bit of OCD. He likes things neat, fashionable, and even. Dream's the opposite. Ironic, isn't it?

     Dream could sense Nightmare's uneasiness, so he tried doing it the way he saw Nightmare do it. First, he combed the hair with his fingers, and just as he thought, there were no tangles. It was like every hair was in a specific place. Dream felt slightly uncomfortable with the thought of him doing Nightmare's hair. He always overthink things like this. What if Nightmare didn't like the hairstyle? Or maybe he did it wrong and left his hair ruined! What if—

     "I can feel your obnoxious aura, Dream."

Nightmare's words brought Dream to reality with the situation, and he softly smiled at Nightmare. Dream took a deep breath, trying to stay in the moment. "Sorry, Night." Dream apologized. "Just a bit nervous. It's been a while since we just spent time together. As, y'know, friends." Dream let out an awkward chuckle, continuing combing the hair as Nightmare took in the sentence, thinking about every word.

     Individually, the word "friends."

     Were they friends? I mean, they both were trying to hunt down each other. Well, Nightmare did; Dream was more defense. But was today the day they were friends? More importantly, should they be friends? After all this time of hating each other? Is it right to be friends? Should they? Either way, why would Dream want that? I mean, Nightmare's been a total jerk, right? Why? Is this a trick? Why?

     Nightmare's thoughts were starting to overflow, so he leaned towards Dream's touch as he combed his hair with a gentle touch. Dream leaned in forward as well and played with Nightmare's hair, both being calm in the presence of one another. Since they were both opposites, they were attracted to each other by magic, making it feel better when they were in each other's company. Since the apple incident, it hurts Dream while they're fighting. However, with the calming aura present, it doesn't hurt as much. It brings both of them to the past. The more enjoyable parts, at least.

     At this point, it wasn't really about the hair. Dream and Nightmare were in love with each other's presence and felt at ease. It was like in the past, when both just stayed with each other, basking in each other's opposite auras. It felt like peace.

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     Eventually, the people in the party wanted to know where the hell both of them were. They looked in every room, including the game rooms, the training/sparring rooms, and other living rooms! But no one knew where they were. Eventually, Cross and Dust took a small peak in Dream's bedroom, the door slightly cracked open and caught a glimpse of Dream and Nightmare. They looked at each other, shocked, then shared a smile. They quickly locked the door from the inside and closed it, tip-toeing downstairs. While the others were still looking, Swap approached them, asking. "Did you find them?" Cross chuckled while Dust answered, having a soft smile on his face.

     "Don't bother looking for them. They've never been better."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

     Nightmare and Dream fell asleep on the bed, feeling comfy. All the hair messing and calming spirit in the atmosphere made them feel tired. So, even if Nightmare hated it, they slept on the warm, soft bed with a Cinnamoroll and Kuromi pillow, hugging each other. Dream was basically like a sloth clinging to Nightmare. Or maybe more like a Koala, if you know how they cling to things. And Nightmare had an arm behind Dream, ensuring he didn't let go. It was nice. Seeing how both of them were just like this, forgetting all about the past battles and injuries, the cruelties they put on each other. Most importantly, they forgot about the past and how they were both used and abused. They decided not to focus on that.

     They weren't Nightmare and Dream, sworn enemies. Not right now, at least.

     Maybe, just maybe, they could stay like this forever.

Here's a little thing I wrote for my au!

(It's basically how Sans and Flowey escaped their au)

Sans looked around as he felt the ground shake from beneath him. He looked around, noticing the floor cracking slightly, and he backed away in fear.

Odette looks at him with a blank stare, and he looks down as he feels his wound bleed out. He falls to the floor, clutching his stomach. Blood stains his shirt and comes up and out of his mouth. He sits there, helplessly on the ground. Bleeding profusely and unable to do anything to help his situation, he accepts his death, knowing that Odette will just reset everything and do it all over again.

He closes his eyes after glancing at the malevolent teen for a final time. He was tired of this. Watching everyone he loved die, and then dying himself. Over and over and over again... but there was nothing he could do.

He sighed as he felt himself dying, he was prepared to wake up to Papyrus shouting at him and calling him a 'Lazy bones' however, he wouldn't be able to do that. Not this time.

In a flash of golden light, three figures appeared in the darkness of the judgment hall. He barely peeked his eyes open and looked up. A mysterious figure dressed in gold looked down at him, they looked as if they were glowing. He stared in awe.

"An... angel..?" He spoke quietly

The figure chuckled. "No, I'm not an angel. But I'm here to save you. Take my hand." The figure said as they extended a hand out to Sans. He took it greatfully and was lifted up to his feet.

Now, face to face with the figure, he admired them. They had soft features and a kind smile on their face. Are they sure they're not an angel? He thought.

"Dream! We gotta get outta here! This au is collapsing!!" Another figure shouted from the distance.

The angel, now known as Dream, turned to the other figure and nodded, "Come on, we'll get you to safety!" He said kindly.

Sans could only nod as he followed the three mysterious monsters through a portal.

Bonus part :P

Stepping out of the portal, thay ended up in... Snowdin? Sans looked around before he felt a weight in his pocket. He looked down and put his hand in his pocket before the small flower monster poked his head out.

"...um.. hey?" Flowey said awkwardly.

"Hey... why are you in my pocket?" Sans replied.

"Look, you were getting saved from that godawful place, and I wasn't gonna stay there while you got to leave." Flowey stated as he went back into the pocket.

Sans shrugged, seeing nothing wrong with this. "Okay."

(Also, I'm thinking about calling the au Deadtale?? Bc literally everyone is dead here. (Besides Sans and Flowey, even though Sans is technically both dead AND alive) so let me know what yall think?)

Lol, have some doodles I did.

I love the Star Sanses to bits 😩 (although Ink probs talks for eons 💀)

Plus, sneak peek at Cross human design 😉 (and my Monster sona, very uncreative I know 😔)

SO CUTE GRRRR THE STARS PENGUINS

Day 12 - Penguin

HOORAY, I'M NOT LATE ANYMORE!!!!!

★Room looking a bit bland so I made Star Sanses posters 🫶🏾

Every time I think of the name 'the Star Sanses' I want to cry from laughter. Why are they called that. Who decided that /aff

(CLOSED, someone won. thanks for playing!) uhhh quick guessing game. whoever guesses first in the comments who my fav (and is correct) gets a free doodle of their choice bc that would be fun

anyway, these are my interpretations of them all. i know they’re all (or mostly) sanses, but i like to make them look different to show more personality n such, plus to stray away from same face syndrome. hope you guys like em and if u get inspired by them or draw them then pls tag me oh my goodness…..

full ver. below

im autism

Inktobertale day 6: Hyperspeed

ink definitely came up with the idea

Also I did a more messy sketch for today cause I’ve been drawing a lot, so i want a bit more time to chill

Reference pic (i did trace over it btw):

Ink by comyet

Swap/blue by p0pc0rnpr1nce, I think?

Dream by jokublog

It's so beautiful T^T Love the little emo guy--

⭒☽✧ Here's Tache ! It's my undertale Oc who has been waiting a long time before going out. It's a fanchild. But It was not created intentionally by Nightmare and Ink, It was a mystake. He doesn't like people because he feels he can't trust them and he has some abandonment issues. ⭒ He's trying to create his own AU to have people with him but he ends up destroying everything because of his emotions. And every time he tries to recreate something, he tries to "overwrite" it rather than create another timeline because he doesn't like what happens in other AU. ⭒ He can use creation to create things and has his strange dark matter that he can control. But he's not really gifted so he's a bit weak. The two tentacles that he has are too heavy for him ; when he forces to use it, he often ends up breaking some of his bones. ⭒ He knows some other AU that he observes to inspire himself. He also knows (in a general idea) what the star sanses and the bad guys "are doing". But he's often scared to bring Nightmare to him because of negative emotions- ⭒Yes he's an emo child, he's really dark you know ?- x) ⭒ Feel free to ask questions ! It's open ! <3

A spiritual successor to this post: https://www.tumblr.com/wizb1z/730803446556557312/star-sans-poly-on-a-park-date-im-very

Petition to let Dream have fun, too!

The full comic, as one image:

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