LunhasIssues (LunTurney)
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It would’ve been peaceful for Dust as he collapsed onto his boyfriend’s couch — stretched out and waiting for Epic to return home — but the poor skeleton had other things on his mind. Starting with the simmering heat in his bones…
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The world needs more EpicDust, or Painkillers as me and Buu call them...
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The residents of Snowdin knew about Dust as well, and Horror knew those fuckers would take any chance they could get to devour his beloved. Dust’s healthy magic was something the residents craved for, something they would sink their teeth into. It made Horror’s marrow boil.
He wished he could just keep Dust locked away in his bedroom, caring for him until the end of time.
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This is....very self indulgent, I don't expect anyone to really like this okay. PLEASE read the tags.
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What if someone sees? // Let them by LunhasIssues (LunTurney)
Fandoms: Undertale (Video Game)
10 Jul 2024
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The three of them had been sent together; Nightmare had not-so-subtly told Dust to play mediator, since Cross was still a little crabby with Killer for a prank he’d pulled the other week. Well, he no longer had to do that, either.
“You want to jump between Dreamboy and Cross’ daggers, be my fucking guest,” Dust told him, curtly. “Actually, go do that. But wait until I pull my phone out.”
Killer chuffed a laugh, the one that was a little unsure; he had no idea if Dust was kidding or not. How cute. “You want to leave Cross to take him on alone?”
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Dust felt bored.
Having to sit through Nightmare’s debrief always left him in a state of dullness, especially when it wasn’t anything exciting. Just a simple recon mission? He would rather watch paint dry.
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In which all the bad Sanses, and especially Nightmare, learn that Nightmare's corruption seems to have a mind of its own.
A mind that has, apparently, decided all his lovers were important to him and therefore deserved to be protected and helped at their lowest points. Who knew ancient corrupted emotion magic would be so much better than therapy?