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zu-is-here · 11 months
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Fight
Aftermare Week by @bluepallilworld
Error by loverofpiggies
Nightmare by jokublog
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bluepallilworld · 3 days
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Aftermare week 2024 here it comes!
Here are links to the previous editions if you're curious ;P
Last year/2022/2021
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11th of july->17th of july
Prompts:
Walking in/ walking out
Blue sky/ tempest
Satiated/starving
Laughing/crying
You and me/ us
Building/destroying
The sun is shining/the sky is crying/the clouds are thriving
Rules:
the ship "aftermare" is between Geno and passive/uncorrupted Nightmare. You can use the corrupted version but the 2 must have known the other before corruption <3
-you can add other ships or ocs etc as long as aftermare remain the main pairing!
-any art can be used (drawing, writing, cooking, sewing, snorkeling...)
-you can use aus
- Nightmare must be adult obviously !!!!! (I'm saying that since canonly Night' had the accident when he was 6 >w<) (unless you're making the two children and going for a platonic angle)
-there are 2 prompts for each day, you must choose one OwO/ (last day is special with 3)
-Ooooooor you can mix the two prompts ;). For exemple : day 5 -> "you and us" etc (it's a bit harder to do that with this year's prompts :3)
-only SFW please UwU (light gore is autorized as long as it is tagged properly)
-romantic or platonic ship your choice ;)
-Have fun, mess around, break the rules (not the rules I'm writing here tho 'k òwó). I love seeing creativity ! Jump over days, mess with the order, find an original way to follow the prompts or just ignore them ! The prompts are more guidelines than anything :D
-don't forget to tag it as "aftermare week 2024" so people who want to avoid it can!!! (And tag me I wanna see everything) 🎉
If you're going to participate or are just interested by the event, don't hesitate to give this post a reblog ÙwÚ
Or to ask questions if you have some ;3
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come-down-that-tree · 4 months
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Prologue Previous
Warning: Geno being loopy for a while and discutable editing choices
Come Down That Tree! (An aftermare story)
Chapter 15: Audio, sed terra cur non plana est?
Geno wakes up not feeling quite all there.
His arm didn’t hurt anymore and he felt rested.
Something is amiss but who cares? Life is fun!
He felt very giddy for no apparent reason. The air seemed to vibrate.
He sits. Oh, he sits alright. With his butt on the ground. His back against the bark. His hands politely wait on his legs.
Geno felt like the universe rewrote itself slightly to the left just to mess with him.
Something makes a soft noise right to his left and he is suddenly very aware of a weight loafed against him.
It was Nightmare who was still asleep.
He shakes his arm to remove the weight.
The other started to stir awake, sleepiness still very present in his gaze.
Why does he wear so much purple? Like his eyes? He wears them prettily.
He moved around and watched Nightmare’s mouth articulate.
“Are you feeling okay? Your eyelight is big…?”
It is? He needs to see that.
Geno tried to reach his eye socket with his left arm but Nightmare stopped him for some reason.
“I know it doesn’t feel painful right now but it is still injured so try to avoid using it?”
Nightmare is too long of a name and Geno says so to him. He thinks.
“Oh your enunciation… It’s alright, the bigger side effects should fade out soon! It did for me…even if you don’t seem to react quite like me then… If Nightmare is too hard to say, you can shorten it to “Night” or anything that you prefer?”
He gazed into the two pale purple moons and attempted to test his balance by standing up straight. He failed.
The ground is green and he is floating above it.
He fell on the other.
“AH! Try to stay still for a moment, will you?”
Moonlight is so loud.
“I’ll try to be more quiet… If I dare to point that out, “Moonlight” is in no way shorter than “Nightmare”...”
The sound he makes is funny.
Geno flayed a bit to get back to sit against the tree without crushing anyone.
Moon is there but where is the other?
“Dream is down the village, you slept for a while.”
Mind Reading, what a powerful and useful magic…
He stared at him and the way his hands were freezed in the air, as if hesitant -he glanced at his face- and lost.
“You’re not aware you’re talking out loud, are you?”
Aware is certainly not the word here.
“We should get you out of these clothes… Dream went to seek some for you, it must be uncomfortable for you… wearing something that wet and heavy…?”
His sleeves make satisfying sounds when shaken.
The monster was drenched. Unlike Nightmare who seemed already dry and back in his usual purple trousers.
Geno knows a funny way to get dry much faster.
“Wait, what are you doing?”
With a firm but clumsy hand, he carries out his plan.
And soon, one giant animalistic skull was floating in front of both of them.
“GENO, please tell me you know what you’re doing with that terrifying thing!”
Feeling like some marbles were back into place, he answered the question truthfully.
“I don’t know what I am doing but I am doing it.”
Somehow, it did not seem to reassure the other who looked ready to leap at the first sign of something going wrong. The monster couldn’t care less at the moment and gestured for his blaster to open its maw…and charge a blast.
Somehow, once again, it seemed to inflict more stress on his companion. He then ignored all the pleading babbles that were just plain grating.
The inside of the blaster started lighting up with a fierce heat and he carefully sat between two sharp teeth.
“The’e, I will b’ dry inno time”, he announced to his gobsmacked-looking spectator.
Nightmare stayed where he was -even after he patted the space beside him in a silent offer- therefore he elected to ignore him, focusing on the almost scaling heat against his back. Why did he never do that before? It was quite a great way to accelerate things.
“Are you sure this is safe? Have you done that before?”
“I have never been lass sure of anything in me life but it seems to work a’right!”
The other scrunched his face in an expression Geno couldn’t decipher, not like he was that interested in trying but still.
After a moment of silence, the not-monster scooted slightly closer. He remained fairly far however.
“What is it?”
“mmmh m’blaster.”
“What? Can you repeat that?”
He giggled at the other’s ignorance.
“Big thing thaaat shoots and.. and bites!”
“Very helpful, thanks.”
He bowed, almost fell out of his seat, then miraculously balanced himself back up.
“M’pleasure to help, aways.”
“I thought you were starting to sound cognizant again but I see I was wrong there.”
“Always the bug words with you, eh”, he shrugged.
“Seriously, what is this thing? It was so impressive and -honestly- scary last time and now it just sits there, floating and warming your back without mauling you for sitting right next to its sharp and huge canine.”
Geno shook his head a few times to try once again to realign the realities. If the endeavor was any conclusive, he didn’t have a clue. He would have to continue riding the wave until it fully went away, he guessed.
“I use magic and fwoop big puppy here comes.”
He really couldn’t explain it any better.
“...Your magic seems far more powerful and advanced from anything I saw from monsters so far.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes.”
“What can you do besides turning into a nightlight at will?”
Nightmare grabbed his knees and started softly rocking back and forth.
“Not much… I can slightly worsen feelings on the bad side but I hate doing that. I’ve been told I turn the mood sour just by standing there so I might do it unconsciously sometimes.”
A frigid feeling finished chasing the daze away, leaving only a slight light-headedness and a dull pain in his left arm.
“Did the villagers tell you that?”
“Yes…”
“Then I wouldn’t trust that source.”
“Geno…They’re not all that bad.”
“Don’t give me that crap. It’s not about me there, they’re obviously mistreating you.”
The purple-clad skeleton hid his head in his knees and hummed, neither confirming or denying his accusation.
“Did you talk about that with Dream?”
Nightmare shook his head but stayed buried there.
“You don’t have to answer that but allow me to put an hypothesis out. The villagers don’t like you because they think your little guardianship here is neatly devised between “good and bad” and they’d be better off with only the positive and none of the negative emotions?”
A timid nod was all he got in exchange but it was enough for him to continue.
“1-I honestly don’t fully understand the whole tree and apples thing but aren’t you just a guardian and the sources of the feelings are the apples?
2-They’re plain stupid if they think they can live with only one side of their emotions. What are they, 5???”
To that, Nightmare lifted his head to look at him.
“Emotions are not a coin you can flip! They aren’t even always positive or negative? Some are neutral or mixed and why are they oversimplifying such a vague concept.”
“I don’t think I ever heard that way of thinking before.”
“You’re surrounded by idiots, no offense to Dream since I guess you didn’t broach the subject with him. Which is strange when you’re so fixated on “your duties as guardians of feelings”?”
“I’m starting to think I prefer you loopy.”
“How dare!??”
He let himself fall forwards, colliding with the other for the second time today but this time on his own volition. The blaster dissolved into the air as the air grew thick with shrieks and laughter as they play-fought on the ground. It ended very fast when something brushed weird against his arm and he all but hissed of pain.
“Oh no, did the pain come back? Are you feeling fine?”
The pain receded without fully vanishing so he answered it was alright enough.
They both laid down for a moment, looking at the clouds.
The faraway white puffs were a fascinating phenomenon to observe and he idly wondered if he would ever get used to it.
“I still think you should talk about it to your brother.”
“If I do that, he’s gonna want to help. We can’t just move the tree elsewhere if worse comes to worse. I don’t want them to hate him too.”
“You’re afraid he would get hurt for you? Or are you scared he wouldn’t do anything if he knew?”
“NO! I know he would- He’s the kindest person I’ve ever met. Of course, he would help or try to at least.”
“I see, you should still try to talk to him in my opinion.”
“...and what if you minded your own business?”
“Ha, I could.”
“Any particular reason you don’t?”
Geno sighed, a deep and heavy sigh that dragged for what seemed like an eternity.
“You somehow remind me of myself, just a bit, and a… situation… I went through. It’s a very, and I mean it, very different situation but I didn’t want to talk to my brother about it either. I did in the end, but let’s say it didn’t really stick, so just forget that.
Nightmare responded with a delay.
“You have a brother…”
“A little brother and despite everything, I’ll keep him close in my heart. Always...”
“Do you miss him?”
The answer was easy but somehow complicated.
“I do. Thankfully Papyrus does not.”
A long silence stretched after that.
A timid question stopped it just as steps approaching made their presence known.
“Would you mind talking to me about Papyrus more later?”
And strangely, Geno found he truly didn’t.
End of chapter 15! Go to chapter 16?
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@dragon-tamer-1 @shinechermont
Geno!Sans belongs to @/loverofpiggies
Nightmare and dreamtale belong to @/jokublog
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dunktape · 18 days
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today's yaoi in poor quality doodle bc magma doesn't like me sobs the hands look off im twerking... can u even see it's a snow globe
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 11 months
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AFTERMARE WEEK: day 1- blackout/illumination
Your presence alone lit up my entire world, but then your absence nearly blinded me. how am i to survive without that light now that you're gone?
aftermare week is hosted by @bluepallilworld
#aftermare week 2023#art#illustration#my art#utmv#aftermare week#aftermare#geno#geno sans#nightmare#nightmare sans#fem!nightmare#jgzegj don't look at me like that- i haven't written anything in a year so ofc i'm rusty!! >:'D#i rewrote so many quotes over and over but aughg they all sound so forced xD#anyways this! wasn't the intended result at. ALL :D#fr it was supposed to be a simple black and white drawing with no blurs or airbrush added (comic book style yknow?)#then second slide light suddenly shines above night and geno's face appears in the third picture like a 'savior' sorta#but as you might have guessed i'm!! lazy :'p#sorry blue! you get angst instead >:')#don't talk to me about the hair it's just one of my favorites i've ever drawn in my life no joke >:'Dc i'm so happy with thisss!!!!#each time i participate in your prompts i end up with the best shaded piece ever like??#is this a cursed week? well blessed is more like it but you get me!! they're all so interesting and i haven't finished any of the other day#so wooo i'm just gonna speedrun the illustrations and hope they turn out alright hhh xD#hope you're doing better now blue!! :'( you seriously deserve the greatest things in this world and i'm wishing you the best<333#HEY HEY everyone who had the attention span to read all this please please send her some love?? just a have a nice day would be cool!!#she's the embodiment of a supportive awesome wholesome artist come on you guys >:'D#muah muah showering you with hugs and kisses you sweet sweet bean<33333#take care of yourself or i swear to god i will make you!!!❤️❤️❤️
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ari-cuno · 1 year
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Could you draw aftermare? Maybe them being either cute or angsty?
You're wish is my comand~
Nightmare comforting...
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nothotfish · 5 months
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I've never had a tumblr...Well, I'll try.
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shinechermont · 11 months
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Aftermare Week 2023 - Day 1 - Illumination
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Context: Geno told Nightmare a joke that made him laugh out loud for the first time.
Tagging @bluepallilworld and @dragon-tamer-1 :3c
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dragon-tamer-1 · 11 months
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Aftermare Week 2023
Day 7: The End of a Beginning
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And here we have Dream, Nightmare, and Geno burning the Tree of Feelings after Nightmare lost his arm. This is from Blue's Sweetheart Route. This is the end of the beginning of their journey, as they'll go live somewhere else with a new Tree of Feelings(they took a couple of apples off before burning it).
@bluepallilworld @shinechermont
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zu-is-here · 11 months
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Fall
Aftermare Week by @bluepallilworld
Geno by loverofpiggies
Nightmare by jokublog
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foxyk7 · 22 days
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Gýro by @kurolini909
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bluepallilworld · 1 year
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After Aftermare week 2021 and Aftermare week 2022! Get ready for the 3rd edition of the event!
Aftermare week 2023!
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11th of july -> 17th of july
Prompts:
✧ Day 1: blackout or illumination
✧ Day 2: discovery or lost
✧ Day 3: light or heavy
✧ Day 4: walk or run
✧ Day 5: Spring or fall
✧ Day 6: fight or flight
✧ Day 7: the end of a beginning or the beginning of a end
Now the boring part, rules!
- the ship "aftermare" is between Geno and passive/uncorrupted Nightmare. You can use the corrupted version but the 2 must have known the other before corruption <3
-you can use aus (you can even do crossovers if it tickles your funny bone :3)
- Nightmare must be adult obviously !!!!! (I'm saying that since canonly Night' had the accident when he was 6 >w<)
-there are 2 prompts for each day, you must choose one OwO/
-Ooooooor you can mix the two prompts ;). For exemple : day 4 -> "a runny walk" ; day 6 -> "fleeing fight" etc (there aren't as easy to combine as the last years since they're short :P)
-Have fun, mess around, break the rules (not the rules I'm writing here tho 'k òwó). I love seeing creativity ! Jump over days, mess with the order, find an original way to follow the prompts or just ignore them ! I dunno, collaborate if you feel like it! The prompts are more guidelines than anything :D
-only SFW please UwU
-romantic or platonic ship your choice ;)
-tag properly anything you think could bother or trigger someone, we respect others and their boundaries in this house
-don't forget to tag it as "aftermare week 2023" so people who want to avoid it can!!! (And tag me I wanna see everything) 🎉
-if you don't finish on time no worries, you can still participate just late :D
If you're going to participate or are just interested by the event, don't hesitate to give this post a reblog ÙwÚ👍
Or to ask questions if you have some ;3 (in dms)
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Geno!Sans belongs to @/loverofpiggies
Nightmare belongs to @/jokublog
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Almost forgot to tag my fellow aftermare goblins @dragon-tamer-1 and @shinechermont :)
The drawing without the prompts (phone drawing with my fingers go brrrr XD)
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come-down-that-tree · 1 month
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Prologue Previous
Come Down That Tree! (An aftermare story)
Chapter 19: Mały prezent jako podziękowanie!  
Something poking his cheek was what tore Nightmare away from Morpheus’s arms. He blearily looked around while his senses came back to him one by one and then, only then, his sluggy mind figured out the offending object’s nature.
Dream’s foot.
His brother was asleep on a branch right above (which didn’t happen often but was not that unusual) and one of his legs was dandling right in front of his face.
“I would appreciate it if you put your toes elsewhere, dear brother…”, he whispered to the wind.
Dream grumbled in his sleep and, as if the words had somehow reached him, the leg was tucked away and he wiggled to get back comfy.
The guardian chuckled and looked at the sky.
Fiery red and purple were chasing the dark of the night already. Some light clouds were hanging out in a corner and very few stars were still in view.
The dawn was there.
He burrowed his fingers in the fresh grass and allowed his legs to stretch.
He slept well.
The day was quiet, the birds had yet to sing but a faint melody could be heard from the way the trees gently bent under the wind’s orders.
Nightmare stood up and gently ran his fingers over the wood, walking to the other side of the apple tree.
He glanced at the figure of the monster still sleeping, the face burrowed in his red scarf, for a second.
“I hope your dreams are nice.”
He didn’t dare raise his voice above a breath. 
Nightmare sat again on the ground, his eyes glued on one particular part of his mother’s tree.
They didn’t take the time to decorate it again.
After the accident, none of them were in the mood for the task.
His hands brushed against a satchel tucked between two roots.
The smell of slightly old and dry flowers tickled his nasal bone as he poured part of the content's bag on the dirt. 
He busied himself at the repetitive task that was removing the frayed petals from the bark’s hole to replace with fresher plants. 
They were a bit torn up, fragile.
He continued to fill the damaged wood until the wound disappeared fully behind the colorful shield.
Better.
Usually, that activity was shared with other’s hands.
But Nightmare enjoyed the unusual quietness of doing it alone.
Things had been slightly tense for a while between the three and he didn’t dare propose to do something that would remind them of why exactly.
Not when they were finally back to living comfortably along with each other.
Geno’s silent anger calmed down.
Dream never asked what happened exactly and took his distances for a few. 
Nightmare whistled to a bird that was jumping around nearby, nature was waking up now.
He didn't want to think about the fight. 
So he focused on the last few days.
Dream brought back strawberries from the woods and they had been tasty.
Geno showed him a neat magic trick where you distract the person to put something in their pockets (or really, anywhere) without them noticing. He had been very bad at it but it had led to a hilarious war of putting the strangest things in each over belongings.
Dream won by putting a sleeping frog in the monster’s left pocket, he was surprisingly good at it. Neither of them noticed a thing before the animal was accidentally grabbed and let out a shrill alarm that startled them.
The frog was released, unharmed.
So, the days were back to normal.
Nobody bothered them again.
Things were peaceful.
The rising sun flashed a ray in his eye socket and he squinted against the light, idly observing the warm paths of light slowly filling the field.
It was thursday. The village market was probably going to open soon.
He never thanked Geno for the save last time. What of the one before that..?
Groaning, he sat up and circled back to the other side of the tree, being mindful of not waking the sleepers.
Nightmare, then, quietly walked down the hill.
It was market day, he should be able to find something.
Some kind of thank you gift? 
Things had been so quiet.
Not many people came at the very beginning of the market, when people were still setting things up. He had at least half an hour before the usual crowd gathered. It should suffice for a quick outing.
And so, just like that, the guardian let go of his duty to find a surprise for their long-term guest.
As predicted, the place was still fairly quiet. Some merchants were doing small talks while they were setting up their wares. A lot of food and spices from faraway lands, rich unusual fabrics brought here by strangers and some other everyday knick-knacks were already decorating the tables.
Nightmare hummed quietly as he walked around, discreetly touching exposed clothes and taking in the nice smells.
Nobody really took notice of him, they had better do, and he relinquished the feeling.
He refocused on the task quickly, however, as he really wanted to avoid the big of the morning crowd. He observed the stalls, in search of some curiosities that would make an interesting present.
The search and the hushed sleepy conversations on his way drowned his thoughts in a comfy haze.
A child pointed at him and chuckled but he ignored that.
He felt great today, he won’t let anything bother him!
A shine made his eyes glanced in the direction of one street shop that was a little tucked out in a corner of the main street.
There!
Dashing across the place without a thought for the glistening fountain he ran next to, he soon reached the table and lost no time examining the exposed objects.
There are jewels and accessories, hour-glasses and stone figurines, music boxes and delicate papers… 
An ornamented music box caught his attention, at first. It was wooden and decorated with precise paintings of nature and played a sad song once open. Dream would have loved it. But he was not shopping for him right now, so he put the box down and continued to examine the things. 
After a while, he looked up to the merchant.
The tall man, covered in various jewels and unknown trinkets, raised a brow but stayed silent.
He got some money out of his pocket and put it on the table.
“Can you tell me what I can buy with that amount?”
The man took the gold and started counting.
Hopefully, he had enough for something, Nightmare didn’t have or need much money and what he handed was almost all he had at the moment.
“You can have anything that’s from that side”, the guy gestured to a corner, “the middle you can’t and those there you don’t have half what you’d need for it.”
“Thank you.”
Now with a smaller area to look into, Nightmare went back to his musings.
And, eventually, his eyes settled on a small ring. It had a black band, polished and shiny, and in the middle of it ran a line of some reddish stone. He picked it up carefully, and turned it around to observe it.
“The ring is made of black onyx and the colored line is sunstone.”
Startled by the unexpected comment, Nightmare nearly let go of the ring.
“It’s a nice ring, onyx gemstone like that is considered a strong protector from where I’m from. It’s associated with the night too.”
“And the sunstone?”
“Happiness and camaraderie, good health and love. It’s said to be connected to the heart -or soul I guess- and is a passionate and happy gemstone.”
Nightmare ran his finger along the curve and felt small etchings along the ring. Almost invisible to the eyes but somehow easy to distinguish from touch. A moon and stars on a side on the sunstone line. A long vine -or a snake? - on the other side. 
“Are you sure it’s in my price range?”
The stranger grinned and nodded. He did not answer the query any other way but Nightmare was now sure of a thing: it was absolutely not in his price range.
But… if the merchant was truly ready to sell it for less than its worth, who was he to complain?
He scanned the other’s face for a moment, trying to spot any signs of ill-intention.
He didn’t find any. 
So he bought the ring, thanked the sir and ran back the way he came.
“I HOPE THEY’LL LIKE IT!” shouted the man as he got away.
Strange guy.
Nightmare’s grip on the small gift bag was strong as he dashed in the street, tripping once or twice while avoiding the people who were starting to gather for the market. He hurried himself forward, on his little cloud, and ignored the stares and curious glances thrown on his way.
Soon, he was back at the tree, where Geno was still asleep.
Dream was awake, however.
Sitting on the branch he slept on, he greeted him with a smile, a wave and gestured to him to come sit with him.
The guardian complied and climbed to the sitting spot with an ease only years of climbing trees could give someone. Once sat, they started chatting in a low voice.
“Where did you go this early?”
“To the market. Did you sleep well?”
“I did, did you find something cool?”
“I did! Look at that!”
He proudly brandished the ring, holding it close to the other’s face. Dream didn’t make a move to pick it up but he awed all the same.
“It’s pretty indeed. Not really your usual colors…?”
“Oh, it’s not for me. I wanted to find something for Geno to…”
“To?”
“Well, to… thank him?”
Dream kicked his legs a few times in silence before adding anything.
“I wasn’t aware you’d have a need to thank him.”
“I do.”
“...”
“Do you think he’ll like it?”
His brother put his hand to his chin as if thinking hard.
“I’m sure he’ll do.”
“Dream, do you-”
“I’m going to leave now, see you later!”
Dream jumped down, perfectly rolling on the grass, before sprinting down the hill.
“...Dream.”
Once again, his twin left and Nightmare will wait for his return. Once again.
He hugged one of his knees up there as he watched the shrinking silhouette of the other, running away.
Geno didn’t wake up before the middle of the afternoon. And even then, he woke up slowly as if still half-trapped in sleepy-head-kingdom.
Nightmare didn’t mind much and let him take his time. He was nose-deep in a fascinating novel, waiting some more was something he could do.
Even fully there, the monster didn’t end up being very talkative. He still looked downward drowsy but not from tiredness sleep could fix. 
The guardian resigned himself that it must be a bad day.
Maybe his present could shake him up some? 
Glancing at Geno who was absent-mindely playing with blades of grass and studying insects, he wondered about the idea. 
Should he wait for Dream to come back? His brother might only come home late depending on what tasks fell upon his path this time…
The spirit closed his book and put it beside him. His hand lifted, ready to call for attention, when…
When a tiny shape appeared down the hill, climbing up with energy.
His hand fell back on his lap.
Dream returned.
He purposefully ignored the part of him that was disappointed and waved in his direction.
Soon he was up.
Soon they sat down.
Soon Dream talked about his day.
He had trouble focusing on how a donkey ran awok in the middle of the town as he idly fidgeted with the pouch in his pocket.
“...that’s why I have a homemade cake. I’m cutting the cake, meanwhile Nightmare don’t you have something to say to Geno?”
“Uh?”
What. 
Two faces looked at him, one eager one slightly tilted to the side. Curious? Confused?
“OH uh ahh I mean uh-”
The words escaped him, bubbly light, as his eyes darted anywhere except in front of him, his arms closing himself to the world.
It was just so sudden!
“Agh uuuuuuuuuuh. You see? I! Uhowgh-”
He must have looked ridiculous, wiggling like that, spouting out gibberish like that…
Two hands gently reached for the sides of his head and he was forced to dive into a single white dot observing him.
“Shush, calm down for a second. You won’t get anything out like that.”
Nightmare felt his whole body temperature’s rise up for a second before he froze very still against the colder hands squishing his face.
“What’s apple isn’t an apple?”
“Wh-.”
“Pineapple.”
It was so unexpected, Nightmare’s mind forgot it was anxious and he just laughed his confusion out, ignoring Dream’s small voice asking them what was a pineapple.
“It was- It was so bad, I hope you know that!”, he finally managed to utter to Geno after a last wheeze.
“I guess I should apple-logize then.”
“Stop that.”
“It was apple-solutely my bad, sorry.”
Geno winked at him and he didn’t bother hiding a groan at the puns.
“So, you had something you wanted to say, apple guy?”
At the remark, Nightmare reminded himself of why exactly he landed in this particular situation. Removing his face from the other’s grip, he threw a discreet glare in Dream’s direction -the traitor was giggling at the bad taste jokes.
“Well, I have something to give you,” he rummaged through his pocket and held the gift bag in his extended arm, “to thank you for helping a couple of times”.
The skeleton looked at him with a wide eye socket, staring at the small bag then at him then the bag again ect…
Once this behavior subsided, he reached for the pouch, handling it with the same cautiousness one bearer of a glass rose would.
Nightmare watched him open the bag and take out the ring.
He watched him quietly turn it in the air, observing it and making the sun shine on the embossing.
The ring was slipped onto a pinky finger, snuggly lodged against a phalange.
“Thank you, it’s a beautiful ring, Nightmare…”
Geno scratched his neck with a hand. Was he embarrassed?
“I’m glad you like it, that’s all.”
Before he could continue talking -if he found something else to say- Dream, which existence he occulted for a moment, abruptly piped in.
“All of this is very cute, truly, but I have a question and I can’t just wait more to have the answer.”
Nightmare and Geno both startled and looked at him quizzically, annoyed but curious.
Once the attention was gathered, Dream put his hands, palm against palm, in front of his mouth and sighed.
“Nightmare, why do you only have one boot on?”
End of chapter 19... Go to chapter 20?
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agustina956 · 9 months
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♥️ Shipp dynamic? xd 💜
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Doesn't shower x Doesn't shower
(always bleeding) (covered in goop xd)
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yuriyuruandyuraart · 11 months
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AFTERMARE WEEK: day 3- light and heavy
a wedding ring; usually made of gold, platinum, or silver. it's given by one partner to the other as a symbol of commitment
such a small and deceptively light object should not be very heavy, but that does not prevent it from holding the crushing weight it's promise implies.
aftermare week is hosted by @bluepallilworld
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anfie-in-the-box · 11 months
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Dreamtale_Not_Found & Aftermare Week
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The main story here! This piece contains minor spoilers, so if you want to read it in chronological order please skip this one, please and thank you!
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Blackout
For barely a second, Nightmare is floating in utter darkness, and then there's solid ground of the familiar room under his feet, bursts of colours and sounds. Geno's laboratory. It's somehow easier to dream-walk into this room. There's no one but Geno himself, it's his space, their space — where he can be alone, but also where he can talk with Nightmare without caution. The roof of the skeleton brothers' house could be the second spot like that, but Sans loves stargazing as much as Geno does, keeping most of their shared soul, uneven parts of the whole, so similar yet so different. 
Nightmare sits right on the floor quietly, waiting for Geno to notice him. He's working on something, muttering under his breath, and Nightmare has no intention to interrupt him. He's patient, and besides, it's always lovely to see one of his most important beings so invested, so passionate. It's almost like he's getting used to living on the Surface, with not one but two brothers, humans who are not murderers, and even Nightmare, although not tangible anymore, somehow has fit into this new life. 
It's more than Geno ever expected, yet Nightmare knows, feels the negativity coming from Geno. His trauma feels bigger than the entire world. Nightmare, although he's been through a hell of his own, barely can relate. He still tries. 
Geno sighs, putting his instruments away, and turns around. There's a small smile on his face, though. It grows when he notices Nightmare, sitting beside him on the floor. "night!" he shout-whispers, "been a few days! what were you up to?" 
Nightmare leans closer, if not for touch — they apparently could only do that in the void of the screen, — then for smell. Geno still smells like determination extract, from his own dose and from all the experiments he's performed. It's become somewhat comforting. 
"I was checking some AUs and keeping the journals in order. Also hiding them. One already got destroyed, I don't want that to repeat." Nightmare sighs. Geno clenches his palms, "jerks, all of them. you're brilliant, and kind, and you're an excellent listener, but all they see is your role. it's not like you're abusing your power!" 
Nightmare grins softly. He knows Geno's rants to a word, and it's always a treat. So much resentment towards the villagers, but also so much love for him. Both make things to his poor heart. 
"I love you," Nightmare says, suddenly even for himself. There's just so much he can't hold it inside. 
Geno responds immediately, "love you too, night." 
Right then, everything shuts down, from a lamp to Geno's devices. 
Geno warns, "no panic, that happens. at least i'm finished for today." He then chuckles, "a blackout. how romantic. if it's happened to the entire town, we might see the stars. care to join?" Nightmare nods, then realises he can't be seen in the darkness and agrees verbally, "I don't see why not. Stars are always beautiful. They're always seen in Dreamtale; there's no Underground and no big cities, as far as I know, so no light pollution for us guardians of the Tree." 
"quit boasting, we both know i'm jealous," Geno laughs like he always does with Nightmare, oh so very fondly. It's a shame Nightmare can't see his face. 
They go up in comfortable silence. Nightmare would like to hold hands, but since it's not possible anymore, he can listen to Geno's measured, confident even in this darkness steps, the rustling of his lab coat that he once again forgets to take off… About that. 
"Your coat," Nightmare reminds him, stifling giggles. It's wonderful to support each other even with these little things.
Nightmare still wants to hold hands. But it's either touch or Geno's freedom, and Nightmare would never make him choose. 
Geno locks his lab and leads Nightmare to the main house with a short, playfully sweet "Follow me." Nightmare would blush if he could.
They go to the roof, the house dark and silent — "sans and papyrus are on a sleepover at undyne and alphys'," Geno explains. He unlocks and opens the door. They go outside, chasing soft, cool breeze, so pleasant for the body, chasing the stars and the moon, so lovely for the souls trapped in their own inner darkness. 
It's beautiful. They're beautiful, although hurt and abused awfully. 
"Looks like the blackout did indeed affect the whole town. We've got the sky all for ourselves," Nightmare says, a little smile on his face. Geno grins in return, "looks like it." 
"Show me your constellations! I had to learn ours to show them to Dream, back when there were no villagers, and I'm curious if yours are different." 
"sure thing!" 
They sit until the morning comes, or, well, Nightmare sits; Geno falls asleep just a bit earlier, and although his back — or, honestly, everything — will likely ache terribly after that, it's not like Nightmare can bring him to the room. He's not tangible in Aftertale.
And a little after the dawn, he's back again in utter darkness, and then he wakes up in Dreamtale, smiling brightly. 
What was supposed to be a routine visit has become a date.
How lucky they are to find each other. 
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Credits
Undertale © Toby Fox
Nightmare!Sans © jokublog
Aftertale © loverofpiggies
Aftermare Week © bluepallilworld
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Notes
Special thanks to @bluepallilworld for the challenge!
Take care 🌻
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