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glamoureddreamer · 1 year

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A sick Cross

Undertale (Bad sans poly)

Warnings: angst, fluff, emetophobia warning(fear of vomiting), depression, self worth issues (please let me know if I’ve missed anything)

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“Cross.” Nightmare says appearing in front of him. Cross jumps coming out of his daze.

“Y-yes boss?” Cross stands up to show respect, he wobbles a little. His skull was pounding, he had to stifle a groan.

“I’ve called your name a few times,” Cross’s sockets widen.

“I’m sorry-“

“Are you alright?” Nightmare asked with a gentle tone that Cross had never heard from him.

“What..?”

“Are you alright? You’ve been acting off all day, if you need anyone to speak to you can always confide in me.”

“Y-yes I’m okay,” He lied. Cross felt his anxiety spike up, if Nightmare knew he was sick surely he would get upset. He didn’t have time to rest, he needed to do his job.

“What is the matter?” Nightmares asked seeing right through his lie.

“I-“

“Don’t lie this time.”

“I’m sorry boss, I’m just tired. I didn’t sleep well last night.” It wasn’t entirely a lie, he was really tired he also just happened to feel sick. Nightmare gave him a look of skepticism.

“You haven’t had much to eat today… Just because you are new doesn’t mean you need to hide yourself from me, you are safe here. You can trust me.”

Cross didn’t know how to answer, a part of him truly wanted to believe that but he knew better. Why was Nightmare being nice- he didn’t deserve it.

“But,” Nightmare says, not sounding entirely convinced. “If you truly are just tired, why not head to bed, then? I‘ll have the others handle the rest of your chores.”

Cross stared at him for a moment in hesitation. He felt guilty, he needed to push through and do his job. It was his turn to do the household chores.

“No boss I can-” He asked.

“It was not a request, go lay down. It’s an order.” Nightmare said sternly but still in a caring manner, Cross froze before nodding.

“Yes, boss.” He said before slowly turning away and walking to his room.

Cross felt bad about turning down the Horror’s food again.

Horror always seemed very unhappy if he refused to eat. Horror’s food was good, so good but he just wasn’t hungry and the thought of eating didn’t seem appealing. Eating only made him feel worse, besides he didn’t deserve it.

Cross pushed open his door which felt much heavier than before. He sighs and gets out of his million layers of clothes, he felt so hot but so cold. He knew he was sick but he could push it aside, he’ll probably feel better in the morning anyway.

Cross lays down in his bed in nothing but a blank t-shirt and shorts. He covers up and shuts the lights off. His mind drifts off to Nightmare and his gang.

They all seemed so welcoming to him when Nightmare took him in less than a month ago. Like he was a part of their family. Why? Why was Nightmare nice to him? Nightmare is the embodiment of negativity, wasn’t he supposed to be evil and uncaring? Was this just a plan to take him down?

He thinks of many terrible things before finally slipping into unconsciousness.

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Cross woke up suddenly from a bad dream about his home au.

He was quick to sit up breathing heavily, he felt so disoriented.

Even though he was tired, scared, and confused he felt his stomach start to turn.

Cross‘s sockets widen he quickly takes the covers off and gets out the bed. He tried to run to the bathroom but falls to the floor, everything was spinning.

Cross on his hands and knees pukes onto the once shiny marble floor. Cross shook violently as he threw up all his stomach contents.

Cross began to cry, he didn’t fully understand why.

Was it pain? Was it because it scared him?

He wanted Nightmare.

That thought shocked him but he’ll think about it later. It felt like his whole body was on fire, especially his stomach. He couldn’t stop the sobs that tore through him with every few ragged breaths he took.

Cross begins to dry heave over the puddle of puke.

A hand gently touched his back, his breath hitches as he looks up in fear and relief.

It was Nightmare, and his soul sank.

“B-boss..?” He managed to choke out through his sobs. Nightmare kneeled next to him taking in the situation.

Nightmare began to rub his back soothingly. Cross immediately felt relief.

Though it felt good Cross was still quick to try and pull away.

It hurt his soul to do so, he wanted to be held, and be told it was okay. He didn’t deserve it, especially not now. He made a mess, Nightmare was surely pissed at him.

He began to hyperventilate at the thought of Nightmare being mad at him. He was going to put him back in his empty au- all alone.

“I’m sorry! I-I didn’t m-mean to ruin the f-floor!” Cross says crying harder, Nightmare carefully takes Cross’s hand and rubs it.

“Shh, shh…” Nightmare hushed him gently.

“Please! Pl-please don’t abandon me!”

“Shhh, Cross, it’s okay. I’m not going to abandon you…”

Cross tried to speak, but all that came out were miserable sobs and heavy breaths as tears poured down his face.

He was nauseous, dizzy, and hot. He just wanted to go back to sleep, he didn’t was Nightmare to leave.

“Are you able to stand?” Nightmare softly asked when Cross’s sobs had subsided.

Cross tries to force himself to stand, but his arms shake. He felt so weak, he whimpered. It took a few moments and Nightmare had to help him stand, but he carefully brought the sick skeleton to his bathroom.

Cross hovered over the toilet, it felt like he had to puke but nothing was coming out.

Nightmare sat next to him, gently rubbing his back. Cross dry heaves into the toilet, tears rolling down his cheeks. He felt so frustrated and just wanted to feel better.

He needed to be better so Nightmare doesn’t abandon him.

“Cross,” Nightmare said gently, squeezing his shoulder a little. “Take some deep breaths for me, okay?”

Cross tearfully followed Nightmare’s instructions to breathe in and out. While Cross practiced breathing Nightmare praised him.

“You're doing so good Cross, it’s okay just focus on breathing and me okay?”

Cross’s soul ached he only wanted to cry more from the praise, he didn’t deserve it.

Nightmare eventually stopped and Cross was able to fully calm down. Now he only hiccuped softly. Once he was calm Nightmare gently touches Cross’s head.

“You’re burning up,” He said with a worried sigh.

“Do you still feel like getting sick?” Cross thought for a moment before shaking his head slowly.

“Then I’ll be right back, okay?”

Cross wanted to shake his head in protest, but he didn’t was Nightmare to leave. He didn’t want to be alone, tears fill his sockets again when Nightmare left anyway. Cross pulled his knees to his chest, trying his best not to cry.

A hand touched his shoulder he looked up hoping for Nightmare but instead found Dust and Horror.

Horror was kneeling by him. Dust pulls his hand away and gets on Cross’s other side.

“Can I sit?” Cross nods carefully, finding it a little strange he asked.

Before Cross could even ask why they were there, Horror laid his broken skull on Cross’s shoulder.

“It…‘kay..we… here…now...” Horror spoke slowly. It greatly comforted Cross, but he still wondered why they were here and more importantly why they cared.

“Nightmare told us to come watch you, he said you are scared to be alone.” Dust said as if reading his mind.

Oh. So they didn’t want to be here...

“You can go then,” Cross whispered curling himself up tighter.

“I don’t want to feel like you guys have to do this.” Tears roll down his face, Horror hugs him tightly.

Dust shifted slightly then his head was pulled up by his chin. Dust forced him to look at him.

“That’s not what I meant. We want to help you, we want to be here for you. But you need to let us in.” Dust wipes Cross’s face cleaning the vomit off him. He throws the toilet paper into the trash and carefully wipes the skeleton's tears.

“I was very untrusting of Nightmare and the others too, I don’t think there’s any Sans out there who throws his trust towards anyone but Nightmare is good.” Cross couldn’t find his voice, it’s not that he didn’t trust them. He did, more than he’d like to admit.

“He makes sure we are all safe, taken care of, and happy,” Killer said from the doorway, he wore the same grin he always did but it was different. He seemed worried. His soul that was usually a target was now an inverted heart.

“I…” Cross says looking for the right words to say, debating if he should even say this.

“I don’t deserve that.. any of it.” He whispers, and he pulls his head away from Dust’s hands.

“Being happy?” Dust asked.

“That’s dumb I knew you were an idiot.” Killer chuckled. Nightmare came up from behind Killer, Error was at his side.

“Cross I have never seen anyone so selfless-“

“Oh! My pride!” Killer joked trying to ease the tension.

“Hush, You are deserving of happiness and love. I am so sorry you beloved otherwise.”

Cross looked at the floor as Nightmare spoke. Horror and Dust both got up from beside him.

They were probably leaving him...

Right when Cross thought they were leaving someone picked him up. He made a noise in surprise.

“Horror?” He said nothing as all of them walked out of his now clean room and down the halls stopping at one room.

It was Nightmare’s bedroom. Cross only knew it was his room because the door was a deep purple, Nightmare had told him if he ever needed him that he would be here or in his office.

“What if I get sick?” Cross asked being laid down in the huge comfortable bed.

“I put a bucket right on the floor. Just lean over it if you start to feel bad.”

“But what if I-“ Nightmare stops him.

“Whatever your about to say it’ll be okay, we’re not worried about anything in here getting thrown up on. We are here to comfort you.”

Cross only nodded.

“Can we get into bed with you?” Nightmare asked politely, Cross nodded.

“To do what?”

“Cuddle you of course- damn that fever must’a knocked up your brain.” Killer chuckles.

Nightmare cuddles Cross on one side on the other Horror cuddles him. Dust cuddles Horror and Killer cuddles Nightmare. Error made a hammock with his strings and laid in it close to the bed.

Cross felt much better like he could be happy. Cross could feel him being pulled into a peaceful sleep by Nightmare rubbing his back.

“Thank you,” Cross whispered sleep taking over him.

“You don’t have to thank us for taking care of you, we all love you Cross.” Nightmare whispers back to the already sleeping skeleton.

He places a gentle kiss on his forehead.

“Goodnight Cross.”

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flowerscentedartist · 1 year

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Cross, jokingly: And remember, you're not allowed to fall in love with me

Dust: won't be a problem

Dust, two days later in the middle of the night: THERE'S A PROBLEM-

#undertale #undertale au #sans the skeleton #sans #incorrect quotes #dust sans #dust #cross sans #cross #dust x cross #cross x dust

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a-whispering-echo · 9 months

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I didn't know you wore glasses.

A Crust/CrossDust oneshot for my band au, where Cross didn't know Dust wore glasses

They're very gay.

This will be in the oneshot book that I'll post after the full fic is finished updating :)

Theres a bit that get a bit suggestive, so just a heads up, Cross is fantasising, but nothing happens any more pg than a kiss here :)

It was a lazy Sunday afternoon, and the Night Shard Crescents were taking a break from their busy schedule. Dust and Cross had decided to spend the day together at their shared apartment, enjoying each other's company and catching up on some reading.

As Cross lounged on the couch, engrossed in a book, Dust sat across from him curled up in an armchair, a novel in his hands. He had a habit of squinting slightly when he read, his expression one of concentration and focus.

Cross found himself stealing glances at the brunette every now and then, unable to resist the urge to admire his boyfriend. He loved the way heterochromatic eyes moved across the pages, brows furrowing in thought as he absorbed the words. He loved the way Dust's lips would sometimes curl up in a small smile or how he would chew on the end of his pen when he was engrossed in a passage.

But today, something was different. The blond noticed that Dust's squint seemed more pronounced, and there was a faint hint of a frown on his face. He wondered if something was bothering Dust, but he didn't want to interrupt his reading.

He didn't want to pry if Dust wasn't ready to share whatever was bothering him, so he decided to keep his observations to himself. Instead, he continued to feign interest in his book, while stealing glances at Dust every now and then, his concerned eyes hoping to catch a glimpse of what might be bothering his boyfriend - who kept fidgeting and occasionally rubbing his eyes.

As the minutes ticked by, Dust's eyes started to strain even more, and he found himself blinking rapidly to try and ease the discomfort. Eyes flicking up, he checked to see if Cross was looking at him, relieved to find him with his nose in his book, Dust took a deep breath and carefully reached for the drawer of the nearby side table.

The bassist's heart skipped a beat as he saw his subtle movements. Now, with his curiosity piqued, he continued to pretend to be engrossed in his book while carefully keeping an eye on his boyfriend. He watched as Dust opened the drawer of the lampstand, raising his head slightly to see what he was searching for.

His heart only continued to swell when he saw the guitarist take out a glasses case from the drawer. He had never seen Dust wear glasses before, and the realization that his boyfriend needed them for reading hit him like a sucker punch to the heartstrings.

Dust's face relaxed as he put the glasses on, like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders and Cross couldn't help but find the sight endearing. He watched as Dust's squint disappeared, honey-brown and ocean-blue eyes sparkled in relaxation behind the glasses. Seemingly, he believed he'd gotten away with his little secret.

He tried to push away his thoughts and be nonchalant about his revelation, but his mind kept flicking back to the image of Dust wearing glasses. He imagined reaching out and pushing those stray strands of hair away from Dust's face, tucking them behind his ear to get a better view of those beautiful eyes framed by the glasses.

'No, bad Cross, don't think about that, he clearly doesn't want you to know!'

But imagine him all flushed and pretty - blown-out eyes only looking bigger behind the lenses, as he stared up at the blond over him with adoration, as he whimpered, arms held pinned above his head by entwined fingers…

He quickly shook his head, trying to clear away the inappropriate thoughts.

'Focus, Cross, focus on your book. Stop daydreaming about your boyfriend in glasses.'

Every time Dust looked up from his book, Cross couldn't help but stare, captivated by the new sight. He found himself mesmerized by the way the glasses perched on the guitarist's nose, founding his face and making him look even more adorable than usual.

The brunette continued reading, seemingly unaware of Cross's internal turmoil. He occasionally adjusted his glasses, pushing them up slightly when they slipped down his nose. He found even those small gestures incredibly endearing.

Waking up in the morning with him sitting up in bed, glasses perched on his nose, his hair tied back and messy, the freckles that coated his face visible as he handed Cross a cup of coffee, his voice raspy with sleep as he muttered 'Good morning.'

The more Cross tried to distract himself, the more vivid his daydreams became. He imagined lazy mornings spent in bed, cuddled up with Dust, savouring the quiet moments before the world woke up. He pictured himself tracing the bridge of Dust's glasses with his fingers, leaving light touches on his cheeks, and feeling the warmth of his breath as they shared gentle morning kisses.

'Get a grip, Cross. This is not the time to fantasise about your boyfriend.'

But he couldn't help it. The image of Dust wearing glasses captured his heart, and he found himself falling deeper in love with the guitarist. It wasn't just the glasses; it was the vulnerability and intimacy of Dust sharing this part of himself with him, even if unintentionally.

As the afternoon sun began to dip lower in the sky, Dust finally closed his book, stretching his arms above his head in a contented yawn. He pushed his glasses up once more, the movement drawing Cross's attention yet again.

"Hey, Crossy, what you staring at?" Dust asked, catching the blond's gaze.

Cross quickly averted his eyes, feeling a blush creeping up his cheeks. "N-nothing," he stammered, trying to act casual. "Just lost in thought."

"Lost in thought, hm? What kind of thoughts you having that make you blush like that, huh?" The guitarist smirked.

"Oh, you know, just daydreaming about… stuff," he said, trying to play it off as casually as possible.

Dust raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by Cross's flustered state, as he strode closer. "Stuff, huh? Care to share what kind of stuff you're daydreaming about?"

"Well, it's… um, you," he admitted, trying to avoid eye contact.

Dust's playful smirk grew into something much darker, a mischievous glint in his eye, as he got closer again, their noses almost touching. "Me, huh? What about me?" he hushed, leaning down, practically in his boyfriend's lap.

Cross's cheeks turned even redder, and his heart pounded in his chest as Dust got closer. He found himself unable to look away from the captivating gaze of those heterochromatic eyes behind the glasses.

"You look really good in glasses," Cross blurted out, unable to hold back the compliment any longer.

That gave him pause, as he blinked, reaching his hand up to trace a finger over his glasses, feeling slightly self-conscious. "Oh…I forgot I was wearing them, heh."

Cross gently reached out, taking the brunette's hand in his own, intertwining their fingers. "Don't be embarrassed," he said softly, bringing Dust's hand to his lips, leaving a tender kiss on his knuckles."You should wear them more often; you look gorgeous."

"I might if you keep looking at me like that."

Cross couldn't help but smile at Dust's response as he leaned in, unable to resist the pull between them, and pressed a gentle kiss to Dust's lips, conveying all the affection and admiration he felt for the other man.

Dust melted into the kiss, his fingers tightening their grip on the bassist's hand as he leaned in closer. The warmth of their embrace, the taste of Cross's lips, and the feeling of being cherished made his heart swell with love. The glasses on his nose bumped lightly against Cross's cheek, making him smile.

They broke the kiss but remained close, foreheads touching as they breathed in each other's presence. "Well, I'm glad you find my glasses so fascinating," Dust murmured, his voice soft and filled with affection.

Cross smiled, his eyes locked with Dust's. "I find everything about you fascinating."

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meimeikyu · 5 months

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why is tumblrs search so USELESS WHERE is my post about crossdust shipname

#where did it go :(#cross x dust #dust x cross

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yastaghr · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Undertale (Video Game) Rating: Not Rated Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Sans/Sans (Undertale) Characters: Sans Ensemble (Undertale) Additional Tags: Underfell Sans (Undertale), Underfell Sans Being a Little Shit (Undertale), Sub Underfell Sans (Undertale), Bottom Underfell Sans (Undertale), Dusttale Sans (Undertale), Dusttale Sans/Horrortale Sans (Undertale), Dusttale Sans/Xtale Sans | Cross (Undertale), Dusttale Sans/Underfell Sans (Undertale), Cerberus - Freeform, Horrortale Sans (Undertale), Xtale Sans | Cross (Undertale), Poor XTale Sans | Cross (Undertale), XTale Sans | Cross Needs a Hug (Undertale), Smut, Dom/sub, Dom/sub Play, Collars, Leashes, Foursome - M/M/M/M, Everyone Is Gay, Knotting, Anal Sex, Anal Play, Anal Fingering, Established Relationship, Polyamory, Tags May Change Series: Part 48 of Scribbling is its own Language - Oneshots Summary:

Red is such a little brat today. Dust decides to properly discipline him for teasing Cross too far with sex.

Cerberus (Underfell Sans/Dusttale Sans/Horrortale Sans/Xtale Sans)

For Esqers

COMMISSIONED WORK!!!

#underfell #underfell sans #cerberus #dusttale #dust sans #dust x horror #dust x cross #dust x underfell sans #horror x cross #blustard #dustard #cross sans #cross x underfell sans #commission #fanfic #xtale cross #horrortale

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itsxroxannex · 5 months

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Your dada is holding ur hand 🤲

I don't normally include error and cross in the bad sanses posts but because some of u simp for them too so why not add em :))

Nightmare belongs Jokublog Killer belongs to RahafWabas Dust belongs to Ask-DustTale Horror belongs to Sour-Apple-Studios Error belongs to CrayonQueen Cross belongs to JakeiArtwork

#killer sans #bad sanses #utmv #undertale #nightmare sans #murder time trio #sans #dust sans #horror sans #error sans #cross sans #y/n x bad sanses

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aylish91 · 2 months

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Thank you so much @aoi-kanna for letting me commission you for this absolutely lovely art peice for my story!!! I have always loved your leviathantale art so this has brought me great of joy.

Thank you!!!

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Gaurdian's of the Deep

Your grandmother had always told you stories of The Guardians and their servants, great beings of untold power that protected your island. They used to be everything to your people. Now, with every fallen elder and new face coming in, they faded to nothing. But you knew. Your grandmother made sure you'd know. You had to honor those memories and old gods. Give one last prayer before the mainland took everything. It was the least you could do.

After all, if you honor, thank, and give; one day, something might just be given back...

One life, for the eternity of another.

Grand Master Post

#my writing #aoi-kanna #Gaurdian's of the Deep #leviathantale #x reader #leviathan x reader #sans #undertale fanfiction #nightmare sans #dream sans #killer sans #dust sans #murder sans #horror sans #cross sans #mer reader

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shaykai · 8 months

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I’ve been rambling about different UTMV ships over on Tik Tok, have some doodles from that

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cakesmelons · 6 months

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Here's some crossdust to fuel the obsession 🙏🙏🙏

#undertale au #dusttale sans #dust sans #sans aus #dust!sans #undertale aus #my art #sans au #sanscest #cross!sans #cross sans #Cross freaking out cause why tf another him lowkey kinda...... 🫦#and dust knows what he's doing 😔 got rizz for days #cross x dust #crossdust

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derangedanomaly · 5 months

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(Killer, Dust, Horror, Nightmare, Cross, Error)

Killer:

He would be scared shitless 💀

Constantly lies that he's not scared of you, to look cool in front of the others (they could careless though, his reputation is already shit 😂)

Listen, it's not the fact that you're a ghost that scares him, it's the fact that you always appear wherever

One time, he accidentally even ran into a door because you scared him. (The others will never drop that)

Even through all this, Killer's still Killer, of COURSE he tries to flirt with you. Wait... Let me rephrase that, he IS flirting with you whenever he gets the chance.

After you told him that you can appear just by someone calling out your name, he abused the shit out of this information. Literally won't leave you alone after that 💀

Calls you over for the smallest things. "Y/n!! Tell Dust that I'm not a sore loser!" You appearing next to him, sleepy as hell; "Killer...I was asleep.."

When he saw you for the first time, he instantly put his hand through you (to see if it would disappear or go through), which is...intimate to ghosts..so safe to say you didn't started off on the right foot. (Might be the reason you kept scaring him. ;)..)

Dust:

Dust was the last one you got closer to (other than Nightmare). He's just not a people person 🤷‍♀️

Even though you got to know him very late, there were small moments that made you question if he's interested in you or not. Like the time he protected you from Nightmare, which was very uncharacteristic of him.

Dust is probably the most educated of the bunch when it comes to monster species. (You've got to know your enemy to get the XP), so he is very much just scolding educating the others when they do something wrong/insulting to you, as the ghost species.

He's acting like such a boyfriend material, want anything from him? He already has it. Oh, Killer made you uncomfortable? It would be his pleasure to put him in his place ^^

Doesn't show much interest or concern towards you, but that's because he's an emo BI- he's afraid he would hurt you. (He's also stubborn)

You scared him when you first popped outta nowhere, but after that..it didn't scared him anymore. He's just surprised whenever you show up, but that's all really.

Horror:

Safe to say, he was very interested in you.

He's actually very sweet towards you, and that's because he thinks you're safe with him. I mean... you're a ghost, a monster that is safe from any harm, and he's a dangerous skeleton that could kill you whenever. He sees this as an absolute win.

Horror is actually the first one you got closer to. He's your best friend. ;)

The first time he catches feelings, is the time you defended him from Nightmare when Horror got hungry. Again... No one ever defended him for wanting food.

After that incident, he's always jumping at any opportunity to return the kindness.

Constantly following you around. He's just happy to finally have someone he's sure he can't hurt. It's really comforting to him.

Nightmare:

Only took you in cause he thought you could be useful.

Not very pleased with you at the start, cause you were talking back to him.

He's keeping a close eye on you, to see if you are doing your job properly. (You aren't)

At first, he regretted ever taking you in, but after seeing you at full power at your very first mission...he changed his mind.

Doesn't get scared easily, so you're almost never successful in that department. But....there was ONE time, where you did managed it. (He was caught staring at a picture of you 💀)

He groans loudly if you say something against his elaborate plans.

Actually finds it quiet impressive that you managed to befriend Horror. But quickly got angry by it when you two weren't doing your job, and instead spend the day together. (Jealous, but won't admit it.)

Secretly makes sure nothing bad happens to you, but won't admit it ;)

Cross:

Cross thinks it's cool.

Always fascinated by you. He's sometimes caught staring at you for to long, which makes him flustered.

Cross has a bad habit of getting nervous around you, and he doesn't want you to see him like that...the solution? Pulling up his hood and nuzzle into it further. It's actually really cute..

The main reason he's so nervous is because he's afraid he would somehow insult you or something (cause you're a ghost, and he doesn't know any monster with that kind of species).

After you calm him down, saying that it's ok, Cross finally calms down, and he starts to hang out more with you, causing you to get closer.

Cross is actually your training buddy! After Nightmare gave him that role, he got kinda scared he would hurt you somehow..so while training he was very gentle with you.

But after learning that you're more than capable of handling yourself, he slowly starts to go back to his usual fighting style.

He's safe from you and your 'appearing outta nowhere to scare everyone'. So he never got frightened by you. ^^

Error:

Hates it when you appear outta nowhere. He always glitches out, and that's super uncomfortable for him.

He likes how brave you are. Literally loves it.

Always backing you up when you're in an argument with Nightmare. (He's enjoying the chaos a bit too much XD)

Other than that, you two never really interacted that much before. That was until you caught Error in his Anti-void watching Undernovela... Error didn't know what to say as you just floated up to him, to look more clearly at the Tv.

After that whole ordeal, it ended up with you two watching Undernovela together, sharing a popcorn. Though you forgot you can't eat, so the food went through you. Error noticed only after you left.

Since he has Haphephobia, and you can't touch anything... He doesn't mind it whenever you try and 'grab him', but when he found out his strings have the ability to hold you...he has been abusing that fact ever since.

Uses his strings to pull you along, or to simply show 'affection'.

Thinks you're an awesome fighter, proud of you whenever you win a fight. ^^

#sans undertale #undertale fandom #undertale #dust sans x reader #sans x reader #killer sans x reader #horror sans x reader #error sans x reader #nightmare sans x reader #cross sans x reader

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