I Forgot To Add To My Request That Write In Away You See Fit, But Still Add A Reaction Please .

I forgot to add to my request that write in away you see fit, but still add a reaction please 😊.

Ok 👍🏽.

So, last night, I was getting ready to go out with my boyfriend to a dance at my school (which was cancelled due to lack of ticket sales) and, I had a nice black vest and a nice white shirt, and my uncle had just came home the other day from the mine (my uncle is homophobic and he has abused me many times throughout my child hood) and when I had came out of my room to show my memere how nice I looked, my uncle was in the room that i thought my grandma/memere would be in (she was downstairs doing laundry), and he asked me why I wasnt wearing a dress. my memere and dad both know that I am transgendered and they respect that, however, my uncle does not, and he did not know. so I decided to sit down and tell him the truth. he listened carefully and quietlly through all of it, but at the end of my explanation he had said, “I didn’t raise you to be fucked up.” I agreed, I am a huge mess, I have been for years, but my sexuality and gender identity is not a fuck up, so I argued with him. he got to a point where, after so many months of piece, he slapped me. and threw me to the ground and kicked me in the stomach, of course I had puked, and it hurt, a lot. he grabbed me by the shirt and asked me, “are you a girl”, I said no, my sex is female, but my gender is male..and he dragged me to his room. he once had a big dog, and he made that dog wear an eletrical dog collar, and weve always kept it in his room, because we dont need it (my uncle killed the dog), he threw me onto the bed and said,” ill ask you one more time, are you a girl” I said no. held grabbed my wrist, and held onto it tightly, I have a bruise from how tight he was grabbing it, and he pulled out the dog collar, threw me back onto the bed, sat on me, and put the collar on me… then he began yelling, are you a girl, you are a girl, are you a girl, you are a girl, and my response of course was no, no, no, I am male, I am male. whenever I said that, he would shock me, and it was /hell/. I was screaming, which only caused the shocks to get worse and worse, and then he said, “do you want to find out how faggots have sex!?” of course I already know this, but still I said no no no no stop stop stop. my memere had finally heard me and came rushing to the bedroom, and tried to make my uncle stop, but he pushed her down, and thanked god she was okay.. since shes very fragile and all. she then ran back to the stairs to call up my dad, and oh boy did he run. he ran up stairs and shoved my uncle away from me and started fighting with him, yelling, punching, kicking, and such so on. my memere got the collar off of me and brought me into her room, and after my dad and uncle were done fighting, my uncle had grabbed the things he needed and left, shouting a few insults at us. we called the police today, but they cant find him. we dont have money for a lawyer,  all we have is a counsellor, im not going to ask for money, all I ask for is support. I dont know what this will do, but please spread this around,  this has affected me and family members greatly. I was taken to a hospital today to check if there was any damage on my insides that we dont know of and thankfully there was no damage, just scarring, emotionally and physically. i had a horrifying nightmare relating to this as well. If you have abused somebody, raped somebody, insulted somebody, in any way possible, I hope this can somehow change your way of heart, and realize how much this can horrify a person, and ruin their lives. it made my life 97x worse than it already is.

Thank you!

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Read me a bedtime story please 📚

Platonic pre- corrupt Nightmare x child reader 🌙💜🌙: Oneshot

Side note: This may be a bit OOC, so bear with me. That and it's been I while since I written something about Undertale, never mind the Multiverse 😅

It was night time and around this time, many were sleep or at home around these hours. But not you. No, you were heading towards Mr. Nightmare's side of the tree were he mostly resigneds. You always admired Mr. Nightmare's knowledge and the fearlessness of the unknown. Unlike the towns folk. They feared the unknown. Hmm. It might be part of the reason why they hate Mr. Nightmare so much. And it's the fact he literally guards their deepest fears and nightmares.

You were orphaned at a young age, so you live in a near by orphanage. It was old and a bit run down, but it did it's job for housing you, the other children, and the nuns. So when everyone was a sleep, you snuke out. You haven't been getting much sleep this past week. So you were hoping Mr. Nightmare can do something about it.

You shivered lightly as the cool air hit your skin. You were only wearing a old t-shirt and some shorts. But you didn't bring your coat, thinking it was going to be a warm night. But you went wrong and should have came better prepared. You wrapped your arms together to make up from the lost warmth and kept pushing on to Dream and Nightmare's place.

When you got there you decided to look at the scenery. Even though you've seen and bend to Nightmare's home, it still never fails to amaze you. It was a beautiful home. There was a fauntin with in the middle of the entrance of the house. It wasn't a mansion, but it was a big house. It looked like one of those Greek inspired houses in the 1800s. They had garden ledges all around the house, they were black and white roses. You knew nightmare liked flowers, especially roses. They had 2 statues. One of dream and another of Nightmare. But Nightmares statue was vandalized and had graffiti on it. You clicked you tongue in annoyance. It must of been some of the Towns folk. You swore; one day, they going to regret causing all this turmoil to Mr. Nightmare. You went towards the door and knocked. One the door their was a ying yang symbol on it, but it was in purple and yellow. So you decided to stare at it until whoever comes and answered the door.

The one time answered the door was Mr. Dream. Mr. Dream looked down since he didn't see anyone, but he saw you when he did. Confused, tired, and a bit concerned; he spoke.

" ( Name ), What are- Are * yawn * doing around this hour. It's the Middle of the night and you should be at the Orphanage sleep Dear. " Dream said, with his tired yellow eye pricks staring down at you.

You didn't want to tell him you were suffering nightmares at night when you were sleeping. Even though both Mr. Dream and Mr. Nightmare were Brothers, you had a strange feeling that he may blame Mr. Nightmare for your discomfort in sleep. So you told him this instead.

" I couldn't sleep, so I came here for Mr. Nightmare mare to read me a Story. " you said. I mean you weren't lying after all. After constant nights with out a good nights' sleep, your body is beginning to grow accustomed to waking up in the Middle of the night or just flat out staying awake.

" ( A shorter version of your name ), is that all. " Dream said, now fully awake.

You gave him a pleading look. But that look also said you weren't leaving until you got your story. I mean you didn't walk all this way to his shared home only to leave empty handed. Mr. Nightmare and his home is no short way towards the Orphanage.

Mr. Dream knew that you can be a stubborn kid at times and you would stop at nothing to get what you want or the desired results to something. And if he allowed it, you would be standing at the door for the rest of the night. Mr. Dream sighed at this and ushered you inside, then closed the door behind you.

He lead you towards to small library in his and his brother's shared house. The door has closed but under the door he saw the light was on, a sign that Mr. Nightmare was a wake. His brother was always a night owl. Dream playfully rolled his eyes at this and knocked at the door.

" What is it Dream? " said Mr. Nightmare's muffled voice behind the door.

" You have a vister brother, and they would like to see you. " Mr. Dream said.

Mr. Nightmare was confused. He never really got any visters, unless they were blaming him for causing their sleep problems. Despite not want to deal with this; and at this hour of all times, he got up anyway and went to answer the door.

Expecting to be hit with blame and false accusations, instead he was met with a familiar small person. You.

" They came here wanting you to read them a story. " Mr. Dream said to Mr. Nightmare.

You shuffled around a bit and looked around, not really paying attention towards the brothers conversation. You just wanted your story and to spend a little time with Mr. Nightmare. That was when your mind began to drift.

Sometimes you wondered what your life would be like if you were adopted by Mr. Nightmare.

That was when your thoughts were cut off by Mr. Nightmare.

" Come in kid. Let's get your spot ready. " said Mr. Nightmare, beckoning you to come instead his library. ( And yes. Nightmare has a Special spot for you in his library. )

When you got in there, you saw 2 large book shelves on the left and right side. There was only one chair in Library. It was big ( for you that is ) and comfy. It had a coffee table next to it. And in the corner of the room laid a large bean bag chair that was in your favorite color. They had pillows and a few blankets surrounding it. That was your spot.

" Which one would you like tonight kid? " Nightmare said. He was standing near you and he watched as your eyes skimmed over the book shelves, trying to see what was your selection going to be this time.

Your eyes landed upwards to the sixth shelf. You pointed upward.

" That one. " you said while looking at the book you wanted. It was a bit small and the color was a deep ivory green. It had the title " Over the garden ledge. " in gold, with pretty golden designs.

Though it wasn't one of your favorites, you can't deny that this book has captured your attention. It's also the one you and Mr. Nightmare left off. He left you on a cliff-hanger :/

" That one kid. " Mr. Nightmare said.

You nodded your head yes and said " Mhm. "

" That was the one we left off on. " you said while rubbing your eyes. You were getting sleepy.

" Alright kid. " Mr. Nightmare said. He snapped his bony fingers and the Ivory green book appeared in his hand.

" And also kid, " Mr. Nightmare said. He turned to you.

" Why are you here? You wouldn't come all this way in the middle of the night just for a bed time story. " Mr. Nightmare said, looking down at you confused.

" Nightmare..... " you mumbled, but loud enough to be heard by him.

Mr. Nightmare nodded, understanding your situation. Then he motioned you over.

He went to your usual corner of the library and sat on a large comfy pillow. He lined up some pillows to make a make shift bed for you to lay on and grabbed a pillow.

He placed the pillow on his lap and patted it. A sign that you can come over now. You went over to Mr. Nightmare, layer on the pillow bed, and placed your head on the pillow that was in his lap.

Mr. Nightmare grabbed the blanket that was near by and layer it on you.

" Comfortable. " He said. You nodded your head yes.

He patted your head, open the book to where the book mark was, and began to read.

You sat there and enjoyed the story that was being read to you.

By the time Mr. Nightmare was done with the book, you were already dosed off asleep. Mr. Nightmare looked down and smiled. But then something crossed his mind that made his face go neutral again. You've been suffering from nightmares.

You see, the thing about Mr. Nightmare is that like Mr. Dream he can influence dreams when he wants to. That means, he can either cause nightmares or stop them. The towns folk only knows half of the story. Which is the reason why they blame Mr. Nightmare for a bad night's rest, which isn't true. But what they don't know has that he has just about the same power to stop them. You knew this, so you went to Mr. Nightmare to fix it.

When he saw you up this late and that you have bags under your eye, he knew chances are you were suffering from nightmares. He just wondered how long have this been going on. He'll ask you when you come see him again.

Mr. Nightmare sighed at this and began to work his magic. His hand began to glow a faint lilac purple.

He watched as your face began to soften. A sign that you were cured and free from your nightmares for now.

Mr. Nightmare looked down towards you one more time with a small smile on his face. Then he snapped his fingers, and then you were gone. He teleported you back your room.

Mr. Nightmare grabbed the book that he was reading to you and opened the book to where it was near the end. He knew you fell asleep before you can know the ending of the story, and that you would want to know the ending. So he placed the book mark towards a chapter close to the ending. So when you woke up, you'll be able to read it and enjoy it.

So Mr. Nightmare snapped his fingers and teleported the book to your room.

Mr. Nightmare got up and stretched out. Popping a few of his bones in the process. Then he yawned, tired himself.

He looked out the window and saw the sun was beginning to rise.

Maybe before him and Mr. Dream go towards the Tree of feelings today, he can catch a nap first.

Mr. Nightmare smiled a bit when he thought of the tree of feelings. Though the Tree of feelings never usually made him smile, he smiled because it reminded him of how he met you. You were a curious child, and brilliant.

Sometimes he caught himself thinking of what would it be like to have you as his own.

Mr. Nightmare walked towards the book shelf and grabbed a book he has yet to read to you. He knew that if you were to come and see him today, you would want him to read you a good book. Something he would happily provide to you.

He grabbed the book and left the library to go up to his room. He got in bed and placed the book on his nightstand.

Then he shut his eyes, drifting off to sleep too...........

Bonus 🌙💜🌙:

At the moment you are in your bed curled in your blanket.

The sunlight shined through the cracks of your curtains and you heard the nuns getting the other children. But despite all that, you didn't get up out of bed. You were still tired.

However, what you did do was was cracked one of your eyes open. The first thing you saw was something on your nightstand.

It was the book Mr. Nightmare was reading to you. You smiled at this.

You took your arm from underneath the warm blanket and reached out to it.

You grabbed it and saw that the book mark was left off close to were you fell asleep at.

You " Hmmed " pleased at this. You were definitely going to finish the book once you get back up.

But for now, you hugged the book close to you and curled back up in your blanket.

You were thinking about visiting Mr. Nightmare today at the Tree of feelings. You enjoyed spending time with the caring but stern Guardian Skeleton. He reminded you of what a dad may be...

But before then, you want to catch a couple of more Zs before that happens........

Hello Angels. I'm back with another piece of work and I hope you liked the little Idea I've presented to you. I just thought it would be so cute Idea to Write about Nightmare being a father figure to the reader 😊. I'm also here to inform you that since summer is approaching closely, I'll have more time to write. But other than those things, that's all. Until next time My little tainted Angels, see you soon 💜❤💜 ~

Side note: Can you tell that Nightmare sans is one of my favorites 😋.

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Which of the 2p Nordic would be the worst at stalking? Like, being unprepared, or getting distracted, or even worse, getting caught. Or, if all answers are dismal, who fails the most?

Interesting question. I'm going to start from the bottom and work my way to the top 😌.

3#/ 2P Sweden: Bernard, like his 1P; He sticks out like a sore thumb in a crowd. Plus mixed in with that fact he's a straight up creep, is just setting him up for failure. It's safe to say he gets caught way too easily. He also gets distracted by you from time to time.

2#/ 2P Denmark: He doesn't even try to hide the fact he's stalking you. Nor does he care less if he gets caught up in the act.

1#/ 2P Iceland: He doesn't really do stalking to be honest with you, he prefers to be tight nitted with you. However if it somehow can't be helped, He'll try his best to watch you from a far ( stalk you ). But given that he easily gets bored paired up with the fact he doesn't like you being away from his presence for to long, he'll just straight up go up to you and try to hang out. Very short with patience and gets distracted.

Honestly. I feel like Iceland could be removed from this little list. And in a Future writing, I'll say why and provide reasons for that. But for now he stays 🙂. All in all, I had fun with this. Well Until next time my little tainted Angels, see you soon 💜❤💜 ~