Random Stuff 3.

ONESHOTS? IN THIS HOUSE???

hello again 🗿
I bring Bad Poly for u. enjoy

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"Killer, you're crushing my ribs like the little snake you are, let go a bit."

Nightmare shifts in the murderer's (that didn't quite narrow down his options of lovers) arms, grunting as they gave him a harsh squeeze before relenting, able to breathe a little easier.

"Oh dear Nightlight, how will I ever recover from such harmful words? Woe is me, my beloved tentacled goop monster has rejected my love and called me a foul snake, of all things!"

He grumbles at Killer's words, looking up at Horror from his spot on their big ribcage. The huge skeleton blinked down at him for a few moments before his teeth parted in a quiet "ah" and he reached down, engulfing their tar-streaked lover's face with a single hand.

That silenced the complaining, but Nightmare was already distracted by Dust's incessant poking to his leg. He looked down at the hooded one, unamused, but gladly popped the offered crunchy snack of a small square of grilled cheese into his mouth and silently forgave his slightly spooky lover.

His gentle eyelight, which had been slowly travelling around the room, eventually landed on Cross. Poor, awkward Cross, who was sitting rigid at the foot of the bed they'd all claimed for the day, holding a small case of raspberries in his lap like their purpose was completely and entirely foreign to him.

He decided to spare the other of any food-related embarrassment and instead allowed a snakey tendril to pop open the small case. The end of it flattened out, becoming almost plate-like as he waited, ever so patient for the newest member of their little "group."

It seems the confusion subsided when Cross perked up and dropped a few of the tiny fruits onto the plate-tendril, which promptly made it's way back to Nightmare to enjoy a less crunchy food.

Nightmare himself sighs, looking around to all of his lovers again. Killer, who was suddenly entirely keen on bothering Cross like his life depended upon it, Horror, who was already beginning to drift off to sleep and only staying awake to make sure he got to eat anything he was offered, and Dust, who was watching Cross and Killer amusedly from his spot near Nightmare's feet, being the only thing stopping anything more than playful banter from breaking free, and Nightmare blinks.

His lovers, although maybe not the best at taking days off, were certainly as relaxed as they could be without being half-asleep, and that was close enough for him.

He pops another little square of grilled cheese into his mouth, and, despite all of their issues and odd quirks, he knows they'll be fine as long as they're all together. He'd make sure of it.

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maybe not entirely the spoiling I was going for, but y'know, they're all fucked and trying to be as lovey as possible without actually showing it, so. yea <3

also Horror is literally the best person to just lie down on. like I pictured Nightmare just curled up like a cat om his chest throughout the entire time writing this and it made me cackle like some sort of creature from the depths of Hell, so there's that

also also Cross being An Idiot(TM) makes my day. I need more of him being so fucking dense he thinks kissing and cuddling is a normal thing that friends do (it might be for some people. but I need it to be a very romantic or slightly platonic thing so that I can write him being super thick-skulled at some point)

anyway, that's all I have for now, might make a billion more announcements after this, idk /hj