#madmare

[itsxroxannex]

Inspired by @b4d_.s4turn (Instagram) xD

Madmare belongs to Jokublog The boys belong to him

#madmare #staremare #nightmare sans #undertale #sans #utmv #bad sanses #murder time trio #dadmare #dadmare loves his children so much #nobody dare badmouth his children or else dadmare gonna turn u into horror's dinner

[mayorundertheplumtree]

Some madmare headcanon（I guess

p2 is a picture I drew for a fanfic that I was stuck at the beginning and couldn't write on( (so I cut off part of the picture to avoid spoilers

(But of course, the premise of not spoiling is that I can finish writing this fanfic lol

ps.The theme is succubus literature

（really? literature? (Yeup, literature(?

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pps.I hope this won't happen this time that dumblr won't show my posts once I tag Mitpit (it's him who retired, not me (omg so rude no wonder I was blocked (no

#natewantstobattle #nwtb #natewantstobattle fanart #natemare nwtb #matpat #madpat #matpat egos #natepat #madmare #natemare #nwtb egos #nwtb fanart

[iamvegorott]

Life has really been kicking my ass lately, can I get some Danti fluff? If you want one word for a prompt, try sunset?

Here's hoping things get better! <3 ----------

Anti giggled as he yanked Dark into the storage room by his tie, grinning widely and flicking off the switch to the room. 

“The bedroom is down the hall,” Dark said with a roll of his eyes despite Anti not being able to see it. 

“We’ll only be in here for a few minutes and no one comes in here, let’s have some-” Anti paused when the door opened and giggles from someone else filled the small space. 

“No one comes in here, Dark can wait for his-” Bing stopped when he turned on the light and stood face-to-face with Dark. Google stood behind Bing, eyes widening at the realization they were instantly caught. 

“Dark can wait for his what?” Dark’s voice dropped and Anti groaned, knowing the moment was ruined, and left the storage room while Bing babbled out attempts of excuses. 

x~x~x

“I think this should be my new seat during meetings,” Anti said with a cheeky smile, sitting on the table right at the head where Dark’s chair sat. Dark was in said chair and chuckling at Anti’s suggestion. 

“I don’t think anything could get done if you’re in my way like this.” Dark moved in closer and rested his elbows on Anti’s legs. “Although, I don’t mind the view.” 

“I am pretty nice on the eyes.” Anti placed his hands on Dark’s face and was about to pull him into a kiss when someone cleared their throat.

“Should we come back later?” Mare asked while Phantom broke out into a loud laugh.

“Mare, what the hell?” Mad huffed as he tried to get Mare’s hand off his eyes. 

“No, no, we need to discuss the layout of-” Dark’s words trailed off in Anti’s head as he stood up and walked off to talk with the others. Anti plopped back on the table and grumbled in his pout.

x~x~x

“There you are, Anti. Did you want-” Dark’s question stopped when Anti suddenly grabbed him and glitched them both away. In the next blink, Dark found himself sitting on grass, facing the setting sun. Anti placed a hand on Dark’s chest and made him lie down.

“Stay,” Anti ordered and was gone, it only being a few seconds before he reappeared with a blanket. He threw himself down on top of Dark and had a glare in his eyes that wasn’t made for the one he was looking at. “We are going to cuddle and watch the sunset and we are not getting interrupted.” Anti huffed and dropped his head onto Dark’s chest. Dark chuckled and started running his hand through Anti’s hair. 

“I think we can manage that.” Dark lifted his head and kissed the top of Anti’s. He relaxed with a satisfied hum, hearing Anti’s purr of approval and feeling him lean into his touch as he continued playing with his hair. 

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@bookwormscififan @rattyboyisemo

#rainymae #danti #bingle #madmare #if you squint for the last one XD #veggie writes

[themoonisrotting]

My son was talking to a toilet he was saying no skibidi no!!1!1!

#natewantstobattle #natemare #madmare

[bookwormscififan]

Love and Care

Some sweet phantomhero embraces because I don’t draw them much.

And Mare wrapping Mad up in a cosy blanket while he’s got a cold.

@iamvegorott

#my art #booky’s art #traditional art #fanart #nwtb fanart #jacksepticeye fanart #madmare #phantomhero

[iamfruitie]

Edged Over Coffee

This is part 2 of Mad drinking coffee when he shouldn’t have. Part 1: Link

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Mad landed on the bed and didn’t even have time to process that he was on the bed before Mare was on top of him. 

“What’s the safe word?” Mare asked. 

“Hawk,” Mad answered, feeling his heart race and blood rushing down at that look Mare was giving him. He was in trouble, and he never thought he’d be so excited for the results of that. 

“You were a bad boy, weren’t you?” Mare asked, sitting up a bit and holding his hands together.

“Y-Yeah,” Mad said after a thick swallow. 

“Do you know what happens to bad boys?” Mare slowly pulled his hands apart, a purple mist coming from them, and soon, a pair of purple handcuffs appeared, looking fairly solid but with an occasional wisp of magic disrupting the shape. Mad could only nod as he watched Mare wrap the magical handcuffs to his wrists and then lift his arms, pressing them to the wall and the cuffs sticking to the surface. “Remember the colors?” Mare’s question got another nod. “What color are you?”

“Green. Bright green.” Mad couldn’t hold back his excited giggle.

“This is a punishment, starlight. You’re not supposed to be happy about it.” Mare chuckled, slipping his hands under Mad’s shirt and lifting it. 

“You’re so hot.” Mad blurted out and Mare paused to laugh. 

“You’re making it hard to be stern.” Mare slipped off Mad’s shirt, the fabric going through the handcuffs like they weren’t there. 

“Whoops.” Mad giggled, tilting his head when Mare started kissing his neck, hands working on undoing his pants. “Jackie does say I have a habit of-” His comment turned into a sharp gasp when Mare bit down on his neck and roughly squeezed his ass with both hands. 

“Do not mention him right now. You are mine.” Mare nearly growled into Mad’s ear, tone deep and possessive. Mad’s legs would have given out if he wasn’t already lying down. 

“Y-Yes, yes sir.” Mad stammered. 

“Good~” Mare nipped at Mad’s ear before pulling away and tugging off his pants and boxers, tossing them aside and leaving Mad completely bare. “Now, the real fun can start.” He hummed as he rubbed Mad’s thighs. 

“The real fun?” Mad echoed, feeling his face go warm at the sight of Mare putting his head between his legs. 

“The real fun,” Mare confirmed before peppering a few kisses to Mad’s thighs. Mad bit his lip when Mare did the same to his thigh, sinking his teeth in and sucking, until he pulled his mouth away with a wet pop and grinned at the mark he made. “I love the fresh ones.” 

“M-Mare~” Mad was already getting impatient and squirmed, whining when Mare gripped his hips and forced him to be still. 

“Nuh-uh, you know better than that, starlight.” Mare had an almost evil grin as he spoke. “Bad boys have to take it and wait.” He dipped his head back down and continued his work, adding a few more bite marks and hickies to Mad’s thighs. Mare adored the little sounds Mad tried to hold back, clearly enjoying this just as much as he was. 

Eventually, Mare was satisfied with his ‘decorations’ and nipped at Mad’s hips before slowly dragging his tongue along the base of his cock, feeling himself shiver at Mad’s gasp and watching him try to pull his arms down, the handcuffs preventing him from doing so. 

Magical handcuffs were so much fun. Strong enough to force someone in place but made of a material that won’t cause any skin irritation. Best of both worlds. 

Mare winked and popped the head of Mad’s cock into his mouth, squeezing his hands when Mad tried moving his hips again. He decided to be a little nice and not comment on that, instead putting more of Mad into his mouth and humming. 

Mad tilted his head back and moaned. He swore Mare was using more magic with how good he felt around him, how just a simple hum and slight movement of his head got his toes curling. 

“Mare, Mare, I’m-” Mad’s warning turned into a whimper when Mad suddenly moved away, preventing him from cumming. “Mare!” 

“Punishment, darling, bad boys don’t get to cum quickly,” Mare stated, going up to his knees, wrapping his hand around Mad’s cock, and stroking him as he continued to speak. “I have a number in my head, and after we get to it then maybe I’ll let you cum.” 

“What the-What’s the number?” Mad asked between pants.

“How many cups of coffee did you drink?” Mare smirked when Mad paused, eyes widening. “How many?” He repeated as he moved his hand faster.

“F-Four.” Mad managed to get out after another moan.

“There’s your answer.” Mare watched Mad rock up into his hand, keeping an eye on his reactions. The way he clenched and relaxed his hands, the twitching of his stomach as he tried not to move too much, the softening of his eyes as he got closer and closer and-

“Mare!” Mad whined when he was stopped from cumming again. He knew this would happen two more times, but it still sucked. 

“I love it when you say my name.” Mare teased as he reached over to the bedside table and grabbed a bottle of lube. He popped open the bottle and coated his fingers with some lube. “It almost makes me want to change my mind about your punishment.” Mare used his other hand to spread Mad’s legs further apart. “Almost.” He whispered as he pushed a finger into Mad. Mad tucked his face into his arm as he whined, already feeling himself getting a little desperate as Mare worked him open, pushing a second finger almost right away and brushing them against all of Mad’s favorite spots. 

“M-Mare, Mare please.” Mad softly pleaded, thinking that maybe if he looked at him with wide enough eyes and a big enough pout, he’d be allowed to skip the other two edgings and cum this time. 

“You are just too cute.” Mare praised, leaning over and catching Mad in a kiss, gently thrusting his fingers and swallowing the moans that came from Mad. Soon those moans got longer and lower and Mare caught the cue to pull his fingers away. Mad didn’t say anything this time, he just let out a loud whine. “Color?” 

“Gr-Green,” Mad said with a sniff. It was almost painful how hard he was, feeling an almost itching sensation in his body as it internally screamed for release, but he was okay, he could handle more…he wanted more.

“One more time, starlight. Be good for me one more time.” Mare spoke against Mad’s lips, kissing him once more as he pushed his fingers back in, being much harsher and practically fucking Mad with his hand. Mad didn’t have enough control of his body to kiss back properly, trying his best to but he was just a mess at it. Mare dipped his head and nipped at Mad’s neck, listening to Mad’s breathing and when he heard a hitch, he pulled his hand away. 

“Mare! Mare, please!” Mad broke, pulling on the cuffs and begging. “Please! Please! I’ll be-I’ll be a good boy! I promise I’ll be good!” 

“No more late-night coffees?” Mare asked as he went right back to fucking Mad with his fingers, sitting up enough to use his other hand to stroke Mad’s cock at the same pace. 

“No more-no more.” Mad agreed. “I want-I want to be your good boy.” 

“You already are, starlight. You’re my good boy~” Mare purred. “Does my good boy want to cum?” 

“Please, please, please!” Mad was so close, so close and he needed to finish this time. 

“Go on then, cum for me~” Mare let his tone drop, not shocked at how Mad was cumming almost on the spot. 

“Mare!” Mad’s voice cracked from how loud he screamed. He took in a sharp breath and his eyes rolled back, blinking away the tears that rolled down his cheeks. His whole body trembled as he felt another wave of pleasure hit him as he still rode that high. 

“Good boy.” Mare slowed his hands to a stop and then pulled them away. “You did so good, Mad.” He praised as he kissed the tears away. “Such a perfect boy.” 

“M-Mare.” Mad managed to get that out after a thick swallow. 

“How are you feeling?” Mare asked as he snapped his fingers, making the handcuffs disappear. He guided Mad’s arms to lower and he gently massaged them, helping relax the muscles. 

“Mare.” Mad swallowed again and looked at Mare with lust-blown eyes. “I need you…”

“I’m right here, love. I’m not going anywhere.” 

“I need you to fuck me.” Mad’s request was not what Mare was expecting but it definitely reminded him just how worked up he was himself. 

“Are you sure?”

“Make me cum again, music man.” 

“God, I love you,” Mare whispered and kissed Mad. 

#nsft #madmare #fruitie writes #yall can thank booky for me writing this XD

[damnthelust]

Day 3: Wall Sex

✨Madmare✨

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“F-Fuck! Mare!” Mad gasped at the harshness of his partner’s thrusts, jolting the smaller with each compelling buck that made Mad’s legs shake and toes curl. Mad’s back firmly pressed against the wall of their shared room with Mare’s hands gripping at his thighs and cock pounding his insides. 

Mad had never experience the rush such as this. As if he was used like a toy just for Mare to use over and over until he’s satisfied. Needless to say Mad was learning the joy Anti would get about Dark losing control. Sweat was dripping from their bodies and Mare was hiding his face in Mad’s neck, huffing his groans and moans as he never let up of his brutal pace he had set for Mad, loving every moan and cry from the smaller.

“Mine.” Mare seethed, biting at Mad’s neck, getting him to whine pitifully. Mad hugged around Mare’s neck, keeping him close and keeping the smaller grounded as if he’s trying to desperately not to lose himself to the upcoming fog of pleasure that began to cloud Mad’s mind.

“M-Mare! G-Gonna cum-!” Mad moaned.

“Go ahead. But I’m not done with you yet.” Mare panted, slowing his thrusts slightly but still intensifying each thrust to get the point across to Mad, whose eyes began to gloss and drool was seeping from his lips. Mad’s face was red and he was panting heavily, whimpering from every buck to his prostate. “I’m gonna show you who’s the boss around here. Even if it will take me all night to get the point across.”

Mad moaned in response. His foggy brain now connecting the dot, but was interrupted when Mare pulled out. Though the sound didn’t last long as he was twisted so that his chest and face was on the wall and a hard cock placed in between his cheeks.

“Get ready for a long night, Starlight.”

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#nsft #madmare #kinktober #day 3

[splatteredfandoms523]

I Heard You Couldn't Sleep

Mad meticulously got the bed ready, blankets laid out in precise positions for maximum cuddles and maximum comfort. He was in one of Mare's t-shirts and a pair of comfy pants as he went out to find the other three men in the house, a bit pouty about no one coming to bed with him.

He found Dark first, in the predictable spot. He was pacing in his office, on the phone with Wilford, as that was the name he kept saying as he sounded more and more irritated. So, Mad decided to get help for getting him and moved on through the house.

Mad found Anti next, tinkering with some laptops with trying to occupy himself. This seemed much easier to deal with than Dark on a business call with Wilford, so he went in. He gave Anti his best pout and walked over to him.

Anti tilted his head and frowned a bit, "Awww, why are ye poutin'?"

Mad looked incredibly tired and pouty, "I made the bed, and no one was coming to join me. And Dark is on a business call, and I haven't found Mare yet."

Anti chuckles, getting up and going over to press a kiss to Mad's forehead, "Well, how about I get Darky, and you go find Mare? I have a feeling that the music man is looking for you too, go check the bedroom."

Mad nods as Anti goes to get Dark. Anti then glitches in and takes the phone from him.

"Hey, Bubbles, Imma need you to handle this shit on your own for a bit. Mad is pouty. Darky has to come with me. Deal with it."

Dark looks a bit irritated still, but he takes a deep breath and lets Anti take him to bed.

Mad, however, pads back to the room to first hear and then see Mare playing a soft lullaby on his guitar. Mare stops and puts the guitar away when Mad comes in, pulling him in for a cuddle at seeing the tired pout.

"Long day, Starlight?"

"Mhmm. I just wanted cuddles and no one was here with me."

"I'm sorry, Starlight. But let's let Anti drag Dark in here, and I'll sing you a lullaby, hmm?"

"That sounds nice--" Mad breaks into a yawn.

Anti then plops in with Dark, "Sorry we're late, but I got him off the damn phone."

Mad just smiles, "It's all okay now."

Dark looks a little annoyed, but with a look from Mare, he drops the annoyed look. Then Mare smiles as he starts to sing a soft lullaby.

Mad, who's cuddled into his chest, drops off first, breath deepening and slowing. Then Dark drops off, head on Anti's shoulder and curled around him. Then finally, Anti drops off with a soft static hum.

In the end, Mare hums softly to himself with a smile and then finally falls asleep himself, head leaning towards Anti in the big cuddle pile.

@iamvegorott Here ya go!

#danti #dantimadmare #antisepticeye #darkiplier #madmare #madpat #natemare #rain writes

[clownishtheorist]

I made some art for @iamfruitie ‘s madmare AU in their fic because it’s amazing and I feel like this would happen in the “earlier” chapters

#classclownanimates #lgbtqia #madmare #artists on tumblr #comics #madpat #natemare #natewantstobattle #matpat #youtuber egos #markiplier #darkiplier #antisepticeye #jacksepticeye #your mum

[queen-boos-scriptures]

Okay, so I've never really seen Mad or Henrik like- mad-mad, you know? So, I'll do both 😌.

Thank you, @iamvegorott !

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It was your average day at the mall. Bustling people looking for sales with perfume or clothing. Teenagers and kids hanging out with their parents at the food court or couples just browsing around. These two couples were no exception, though they had their goal in mind for the Ego barbecue and were looking for swimwear.

"Uhh.. Hmm." Mare hummed as he showed Mad bright blue shorts, "Not your taste, babe?"

"Uhh, no." Mad answered, looking back to see Edward and Henrik sill browsing the section.

"And we still need to look for snacks and drinks for the kids." Mad sighed.

"Well, Edward and I can look for that, you guys look for swim outfits." Mare offered, "We already have our swim shorts anyway. Sound like a plan?"

Mad sighed and smiled, "Alright, but be careful!" His voice raised at the end as Mare took off, dragging the Iplier who yelped in surprise.

"Will do, Starlight!" Mare waved, blowing a kiss before they officially left the store.

"You would think they have a softer color of blue," Henrik scoffed, "these colors hurts my eyes by just looking at them." The Septic shook his head.

"I know," Mad sighed as they walked down the aisle. The store was quiet other than a small family browsing for the same item and a cashier who was completely out of it, but it brought peace to the two.

"Hey there!"

Well.. Almost.

"I can't help but notice you two need a bit of help." A man spoke as another peered behind him. Something about those two were.. Off-putting. From their clothing to their body language, Mad concluded that they were not nice people. Henrik didn't like the vibe either.

"No thank you. We are just leaving." Henrik stated, pulling Mad away as they left the store. Sadly the two were following them and pulled the two in a quiet area, near pinning them to the wall.

"Awe come on! We are just trying to help." The tone was now changing. More off-putting than before.

"Fuck off." Henrik scowled as Mad only stood there.

"Now where's your manners?" The first man spat, glaring at Mad and Henrik. Mad was unfazed, putting his hands behind his back and Henrik looked over to see something forming within his hold.

"Yeah!" The other man echoed and Henrik and Mad looked at each other with a glint in their eyes before snarling at the men, making them laugh.

"It's cute that you can, AH!" The larger man yelped as he was kicked in the balls as the slightly smaller male done the same. Mad giving Henrik a rod before summoning his own weapon.

"It's cute to think you can talk to us like that, ass-hole!" Mad snarled as he whacked the male, knocking him down.

As the two dove in and attacked the two creeps, Edward and Mare were both coming back to the store before seeing everything go down.

"O-Oh.." Edward blushed slightly as he saw Henrik as Mare couldn't help but stare with heart eyes.

"That's my starlight.."

#madmare #schneepiplier #doctor lovin #don't mess with these bitches

[zephyrandhiskeyboard]

Ride ‘em Buckaroo

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MadMare for Y’all ~~~~~~

Mare had been running his ranch for a few years now, having just settled into the lifestyle of being out on his own, growing his own crops, raising his own cattle and hens, and of course, purchasing his very first herd of mustangs. He went about it very carefully, he wanted everything to be just perfect. Though, he had the farrier, vet, and a couple of farm hands on the ranch when they arrived.  Mad drove up the long driveway with the trailer in tow. His jaw dropped upon seeing the exquisite ranch house and Mare himself. He was a very attractive man. Mad shook his head slightly to rid the thought and he parked, getting out to greet Mare.  Mare smiled to the smaller gentleman. “Maddrick, i presume?”  Mad could’ve blushed. “Yes, you must be Mr. Nathan Mare!”

Mare smiled “please, call me Mare”  The two shook hands and soon Mare followed Mad around to the back of the trailer. Mad grabbed the latch and lifted. Mare took a quick peek inside. He was surprised to see mostly broodmares. He hadn’t really expected this, but he was willing to accept. He smiled at Mad, patting his back with a calloused hand. “well, Mad, they look great! I’ll open the gate here and help you pen ‘em up”  Mad nodded, smiling with pride at the pleased look on Mare’s face. He was quick to assist with setting up the metal paneling to the gate and Mare was helping with it as well. He couldn’t help but be a bit flustered by Mare. He was just so strong, and so... sturdy. He forced himself to stop staring, clearing his throat as he hopped the metal panel and into the makeshift chute. 

Mare was nothing short of shocked by Mad’s lanky build but strong ankles and thighs, no doubt was he built like a god. Mare cleared his throat and motioned to Mad to open the trailer door and let the horses free. As the mares and foals ran out and into the pasture, Mare wolf-whistled, though it was aimed directly at Mad.  Mad knew that the wolf whistle wasn’t about the horses, he knew Mare was checking him out. All Mad needed was 20 seconds of courage. He hyped himself up in his brain, clearing his throat as he shut the trailer door and helped put the paneling away once one of the farm hands shut the gate securely. He walked over to Mare, playfully bumping hips with him.  Mare smiled and laughed “we make a good team, Maddy Man.”  Mad tried not to blush at the nickname. “Not too bad for a first timer with mustangs yourself, PrickleBush”  Mare found himself blushing now but lifted his shirt to wipe at his face as if he were sweaty. “Well, I think we oughta keep in touch, Buckaroo”

Mad’s face turned red now at the sight of Mare’s abs and happy trail. He cleared his throat and replied in a somewhat higher pitch than normal. “I think that’s a fantastic plan, Mare” Mare nodded after lowering his shirt and the two exchanged numbers, Mare’s going in Mad’s phone as “Mare (ry me)” and Mad’s going in Mare’s as “Buckaroo” and the two said their short goodbyes and parted ways. 

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Mare found himself thinking about Mad all the time. Day, night, noon, in-between. He couldn’t stop thinking about the cute little shy cowboy. Finally, he rolled over in bed, no blankets on him as the summer swelter just was too damn hot. He broke down, and texted Mad.  Mare typed quietly and quickly “hey, you’re probably asleep, but you ever wanna just chat?”  Mad responded almost instantly, and this shocked Mare beyond belief. “Oh! actually I’m wide awake ^^ one of the mares is foaling and it’s causing a ruckus”  Mare couldn’t stop smiling and they texted all night like a couple of teenagers. 

Mad was thoroughly enthralled with Mare. He had gotten confident enough to text at random points during the day- and even during the night. They were talking so much! And about varying topics, from pizza, to games, and even to going on trail rides. 

Mare eagerly was preparing for a trail ride with Mad, packing a whole picnic for the two of them- including Mad’s favorite rosé. Mare had packed a small bottle of Bourbon for himself. He was mid-packing the saddle bags the next day when Mad arrived. 

Mare smiled ear to ear upon seeing him. “Perfect timing! I have the nicest mare for you!” Mad smiled and slipped on his riding boots. “Great! You didn’t have to tack her up for me”  Mare shrugged “it was no problem! I was already there so why not”  Mad smiled and hopped on, adjusting his stirrups and such while he waited patiently for Mare. Mare got on his own gelding soon afterward. He smiled and began to lead Mad down his favorite parts of the farm. The fields, the beautiful wildflower covered pastures, and most of all, his far favorite, was the apple orchard.  Once the two settled down on the picnic blanket, they shared a few drinks and some of Mare’s interestingly made sandwiches. Then, with having a few of said drinks, Mad was becoming a little bit.. tipsy. First Mad just wanted to snuggle with Mare and watch the sun set. Then, he was sitting in Mare’s lap. Then, he was kissing up on Mare’s neck. Mare was not complaining whatsoever, and happily complied. This was all so good feeling. Mare holding Mad close and they began to make out, Mare kissing Mad deeply, passionate as well. Mad kissed back just as hard, desperate for more. Mare held him before he broke away for air.  “Not just yet, Buckaroo, you’re drunk.” He told him in a soft tone.  Mad whined “Not even a liiiiiiitttlleeee bit of somethin’?”  Mare chuckled “not till you’ve sobered up”

#natemare #yeehaw #theyre gay your honor #madpatt #madmare #natewantstobattle

[ask-fgod]

Nightmare: Hey, uh. Are you doing okay? You seem kinda...irritable. More than usual, I mean.

#fgod #forced god of destruction #undertale au #utmv #mod snap #lynx-kin #nightmare sans #nightmare!sans #fgod nightmare #fgod!nightmare #(madmare!!) #(get this mans some therapy)

[mayorundertheplumtree]

Impromptu（This is just the caption for the first picture

"But what about the audience?" "Oh, the audience? They're no different from us. But when the house lights go back on, the cutains close, they have to go on, improvising."

（probably a play reading rehearsal session of a theater club in a parallel world

（just probably（Why on earth am I still be doing AU when 2023 is almost over

(I don't know why I drew this (and technically the four of them couldn't even act this lol

ps. This is a ——I'm sorry to disturb everyone's soptify annual summary but still i post it and hope you are all having a great time——kinda personal tumblr summary of half of the year but doesn't really looks well lol(kinda

(This is the second time my account has glitched on Dumblr (the first time was this account, and the second time was the one I was using recently )(omg can't even @ it lol (all my posts in the tag were hidden all of a sudden)

(last time there was a problem with this account, they emailed me back saying glitch happened and fixed it I guess

(although I think this problem must also bother many other people, but from now on I will call myself T-witch for tumblrglitch, thank you, I wish you all a Happy New Year in advance, and end scene (you wh-

So I guess it's also a kind of impromptu

（a bad one though

（or a bed one cuz there's a blanket enemy（？

（still bad lol

#natewantstobattle #nathan sharp #nwtb #nwtb fanart #natewantstobattle fanart #natemare nwtb #nwtb egos #nathan sharp fanart #anna prosser #jacksepticeye #markiplier #matpat #fnaf musical #natepat #madmare #natewantstobtl #fnaf the musical #random encounters #fvkd

[iamvegorott]

Coffee and Sass

🎃anon’s comment of Mad snapping at someone being rude to Anti spurred on an idea XD ----------

Coffee and Sass

Mad and Anti were finishing up their trip to the mall. Anti got himself some new gauges while Mad got some guitar strings for Mare and a new book for himself. It was just a quick outing to kill some time while they waited for the others to finish up a meeting neither wanted to attend. They planned on going back to Mad’s place after getting themselves a coffee. Their boyfriends weren’t there so they could help themselves to some extra caffeine and sugar. 

“Want your usual?” Anti asked as they walked into the little coffee shop.

“Yes, please.” Mad smiled as he took Anti’s shopping bag and they split off without another word. Anti went to order and Mad went to claim a table, going with their silent system that worked out perfectly every time.

Almost every time. 

“What the hell?” A harsh voice pulled Mad away from his reading and he looked up to see Anti hissing at a man at the end of the counter, he had one drink in his hand, meaning the other was still getting made. “The fuck is wrong with you?” 

“What is wrong with you?” Mad said before Anti could reply. He stood up and walked over to the two.

“I’m not the one hissing like a cat.” The man scoffed.

“You were trying to take my drink.” Anti’s nose scrunched with his snarl. 

“You look like someone who needs an energy boost.” The man’s voice was thick with sarcasm.

“And you look like someone whose only accomplishment was their conception and even then everyone is disappointed with the outcome.” Mad put himself between the man and Anti, feeling a rush of pride at the loud laugh Anti let out. 

“You little-” The man didn’t even get to finish his insult nor his step, eyes widening at the blade pointing at his face. 

“You little what?” Mad echoed with a grin, his mallet in hand. He had a new wave of pride for how smoothly he got his go-to weapon out and the speed and ease of it unfolding and getting in the right place to add to his threat. 

“I have a-” The barista paused, holding the chocolatey coffee drink and nearly dropping it with their jaw. 

“That’s ours.” Anti had a polite smile as he took the drink. “You guys have a great day. You can choke on a rock.” He added the last part to the man and, uncaring of the consequences, glitched himself and Mad away, their shopping bags disappearing as well. “That was so cool!” Anti was back to his loud laughing. “I’m so proud of you!” 

“That’s not a good thing,” Mare said with a sigh from the couch. 

“It is so a good thing.” Phantom chuckled, sitting on the couch with Mare. Jackie was in the room as well, sitting on the ground and between Phantom’s legs, leaning his head back as his hair was played with. 

“Do I need to have someone collect a body?” Dark asked with a sigh as he entered the room, sitting himself on one of the plush chairs. 

“The guy might need a new pair of pants.” Anti giggled, handing Mad the chocolate coffee, and then plopped himself onto Dark’s lap. 

“The guy?” Mare asked, moving himself a little to make space for Mad to sit on the couch with them. 

“Some shithead was giving me hell at the coffee shop and Mad stepped in like a badass,” Anti started the tale. 

“It wasn’t that badass,” Mad muttered with a light flush to his cheeks. 

“You insulted his birth and then pulled out your mallet, it was beyond badass!” Anti spoke with his hands, Dark having to wrap an arm around him to prevent him from falling off and he took the coffee as well since he didn’t feel like wearing it. 

“He was being rude to you,” Mad stated around the straw in his mouth, already drinking his coffee as Anti told the story. 

“I can’t believe we missed the show.” Jackie chuckled.

“You say that like you wouldn’t carry Mad away the moment there was a hint of trouble.” Phantom teased. 

“I can’t control my heroism.” Jackie clicked his tongue. 

“I would have enjoyed the show.” Mare hummed with a grin, playing with Mad’s hair as he imagined the scene Anti had described. “You’re always so cute when you’re serious.” 

“Well-I-I’m-uh-I’m not-” Mad sputtered as the flush on his face deepened into a heavy blush.  

“Could you not?” Phantom made a face of disgust. 

“You’ve been playing with Jackie’s hair this whole time.” Mare protested.

“This is cute and innocent, you’re eye-fucking Mad in front of me.” Phantom shot back.

“I am not eye-fucking him.” Mare said. Mad started slowly sinking into the couch as the brothers argued above him. 

“If I looked at Jackie the way you were, you’d be yelling at me.” 

“You don’t look, you just start making out with him.”

“I do not-”

“Yes you do-”

“Do not!”

“You-” Mare stopped when a loud, sucking sound filled the air. Anti was laughing once more while Dark sighed. Mad was practically lying flat on the couch, his coffee drink already finished. “That was an extra large.” 

“It was good.” Mad popped the lid of the drink off and licked off the remaining whipped cream from it. 

“If he wasn’t eye-fucking him before, he definitely is now,” Anti said with a wink. 

“Why would he-” Mad’s question was cut off by Mare suddenly pulling him into a kiss and in the next blink they were gone. 

“And he says I’m the problem.” Phantom huffed. 

“Does that mean you don’t want to make out?” Jackie asked with a tilt of his head. 

“Oh, I always want to~” Phantom giggled and, just like Mare and Mad, he and Jackie were gone in a blink. 

“I feel like we have to make out now, just to match energies.” Anti wiggled his eyebrows as he moved Dark’s arm so he could take a sip of his drink. 

“Do we now?” Dark chuckled, helping himself to some of the coffee. 

“At least a little.” Anti half-sang and Dark decided to ‘match energies’ and sent the two of them away, leaving the room empty aside from Mad’s dropped coffee cup.

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Lighter With Me Here

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A/N: I had this idea to write something fluffy and non-sexual with Mare giving Mad a nice bath because he's had a bad day... and ended up kind of projecting myself into this scenario.

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Mare wiggled his fingers under the stream of water, pulling away when the water was warm enough and plugging the tub. He pulled lavender bath soap from under the sink, adding it to the water before setting it aside, reaching for a sponge and a face towel.

Mad had returned home from his walk in a bad mood, skulking around the house with a frown on his face and eyes on the verge of tears. When cuddles by the fire and a new book didn’t lift his mood, Mare decided a warm and calming bath might help lift Mad’s spirits, carrying him to their room and starting the water running.

“Alright, love, up we get,” he whispered, gently lifting Mad to sit up, slowly removing his clothes before carrying him to the bathroom and setting him in the tub. He held Mad’s face in one hand, turning it so he could kiss Mad deeply before letting him go, putting the sponge into his hand and stepping back to undress.

“Why do you care so much?” Mad asked, not looking up from where he was methodically squeezing the sponge under the water, barely reacting as Mare climbed into the bath behind him, pulling him in close to rest his back against his chest. “Why do you work so hard to make me feel good?”

“Humans feel a lot of things,” Mare began quietly, slowly beginning to wipe down Mad with the face towel. “Despite the world promoting a positive mentality, there are a lot of people who feel down. It isn’t possible to completely heal from the down feelings, but there must be times when the feelings can be lifted enough to function.”

“But why me? What draws you to me to the point you’re willing to spend days with me when I don’t want anything to do with the world?” Mad insisted, blindly drawing shapes onto Mare’s thigh beneath the water as Mare carefully spread soap over him.

“Because you’re perfect for me,” Mare replied, giving Mad’s cheek a kiss before following it with a swipe of his thumb. “The riddle of my being is chaos, and you bring the right amount of order to keep things right. It breaks my heart to see you feeling so low that you’re barely speaking.”

Mad took a moment to consider Mare’s answer, leaning his head back against Mare’s shoulder and embracing his warmth. He closed his eyes with a sigh as Mare gently rinsed off the soap with the sponge, covering him with warm water that made him drowsy and less depressed.

“You’re trying not to answer with just a simple ‘I love you’, and I appreciate that,” he started, taking hold of one of Mare’s hands and lifting it to entwine their fingers together. “I love that you don’t try to completely lift my spirits, just lift them enough for me to talk again, and I’m grateful to be able to come home to you whenever something’s gone wrong.” He kissed the back of Mare’s hand before letting the drowsiness take over, resting against Mare’s body and sighing.

“Let’s get you dried off and clothed,” Mare chuckled, gently leaning Mad forward so he could get out of the tub, lifting Mad out after him and wrapping him in a fluffy towel. “People are wired differently, and I do worry sometimes that I might sound redundant if I keep justifying things with the simple ‘I love you’. I want to be able to remain that flutter in your heart whenever you think of me, your first thought in the morning and your last at night. Bad moods happen, and I just want to make those days the most comfortable for you.”

Mad listened to Mare’s words as he dried him off, picking at his fingernails as he blinked back tears. He sniffled when Mare dried off his hair, curling his toes in the bathroom mat to ground himself as he waited for Mare to dry himself, then curled into Mare’s chest as the musician carried him to the bed.

Mare dressed them in silence, waiting for Mad to initiate more conversation as he quietly slipped a fluffy sweater over his head. He held a glass of water to Mad’s lips, watching the scientist take a few gulps before setting the glass on the side table, helping Mad under the covers. Climbing in after him, Mare arranged the pillows so he could rest against the headboard with space for Mad to curl up against him if he wanted.

Mad immediately curled into Mare’s side, resting his head over his chest, laying his hand flat over his heart. Mare draped his arm over Mad’s shoulders, tracing patterns into his upper arm as he softly began to hum.

Breathe deep, I can feel you weep.

When the black clouds gather over your head,

I will be here to lull you to sleep.

I know things won’t magically disappear,

There is no cure for when life seems wrong.

I can offer my support, my love, wipe your tears,

Because maybe things will be lighter with me here.

His shirt was slowly getting soaked with Mad’s silent tears, but Mare didn’t care as he sang quietly, continuing to draw patterns into Mad’s arm while Mad took his free hand in his own, tangling their fingers together and holding tight. After some time, when the moon had risen high in the sky and the wet patch on Mare’s chest had gone ice cold, Mare closed his eyes to sleep, feeling Mad’s breathing become steady and deep, sleep finally granting him peace.

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