[Updated] Send In Requests Please!

[Updated] Send in Requests Please!

Alright, I hate to say this, genuinely hate that this has to be said; but please, if you are sending me a donation request, send the post from whoever vetted you. I have gotten numerous bots, but I have to check because I will not leave someone helpless without doing something if they are in need. Thank you for your time.

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Hi! I am a very bored author. Though, school is trying to get rid of that in the worst way possible. If you’ve got any prompts, I’ll write something. If I know the fandom that is. If you request a certain ship, I’ll do that too.

Current Fandoms!

Undertale(And the AUs)

Monkie Kid

Sanders Sides

Varian and the Seven Kingdoms

DC (Batfam, Flashfam, Superfam, and Shazamily)

Purr

Reaper had always been drawn to the dead and dying. It's how he found Geno. The selkie had been attacked by poachers and on the verge of becoming sea foam when the leviathan first saw him. He didn't quite know what compelled him to save the selkie that day, but he was glad he did. Geno... not so much. The poor leopard seal now had a constant follower, a clingy orca mer he just could not shake. It wasn't the worst, considering the alternative was that he died, but it wasn't the best either. Because this particular orca was a massive flirt. Geno wasn't good with romance. He was a solitary selkie who didn't much appreciate the new company. At least, for a while. Some way, some how, Reaper grew on him. They started courting. And it was shortly after that when Geno learned what his partner really was. A giant leviathan with control over ice and death itself. Boy was that a chilling revelation.

Geno was busy chasing down penguins on his lonesome when he spotted the skull of his partner peeking from the water. He almost wanted the scold the behemoth, but that would only frighten away the prey. So Geno remained silent and continued his hunting. Until he was unceremoniously plucked from his hunting spot by a large hand.

"Hello darling!" Reaper chirped as he cradled his tiny seal in his hand.

"Put me down." Geno growled. The orca sighed dramatically and fulfilled his love's wish. And promptly beached himself to be right next to him. "REAPER!" Geno screeched as he tried to maintain his balance on the ice that was now weighed down by one- nevermind, Reaper was back in his smaller form.

"Here!" He gave the seal a smile and presented him with two penguins, freshly caught and ripped up in just the right way. Gifts weren't uncommon but something was different. Geno stared at his partner, hoping for some answer to the gifts to emerge. The cheeky bastard only gave him a dopey grin in return.

"What's the occasion?"

"Does there need to be one?" Reaper tilted his head in confusion, giving him the look of an innocent sea creature. Red blush crawled on Geno's skull.

"N-no. But, why hunt penguins? It's not exactly easy for you,"

"Can't I do something nice for my love?" The selkie's face got redder and rather than give the orca a reply, he dug into the meal he was presented with. Reaper smiled, something soft and sweet, looking almost unnatural on the face of death itself, and he curled around his smaller mate. Geno said nothing as he pressed against the warm body and continued his feast.

A pleasant silence settled around the two, Geno crunching away at the penguin carcasses whilst Reaper was content to just sit and watch. The two simply enjoyed each others company. It was only when the meal was finished and Geno felt exhaustion creep up on him that something changed. A rumble from the selkie started up, not startling Reaper as much as it surprised him. His- Geno was purring? It was a sound of utter contentment and Reaper was so happy he could provide. He curled his tail closer around the leopard seal and pressed a gentle kiss to his skull before allowing the smaller to fall into a comfortable and safe sleep.

Shark

Horror was lazing around, curled up in one of Nightmare's many tentacles. He had insisted on hunting, but Dream took it upon himself to bring back something for everyone. It had been a long time since Horror could rely on someone else to take care of him, so he hesitantly allowed it. The two twin leviathans were far from the shiver he had lost, but they were still caring and loved him, so he could deal with them spoiling him if they wanted to.

As they waited, Horror was tangled up in one of the many gargantuan tentacles Nightmare had. Shortly after Dream left, Horror made the request to snuggle with the much smaller octopus form that he had only seen a few times from the leviathan. He was, grievously denied and Nightmare, though he apologized, still felt the need to make it up to him. So here Horror was, tangled up and enjoying the feel of the large suckers carefully caressing him. It was some mix between grooming and petting that the great white didn't care to place.

The peace was slowly chipped away as the water got warmer, uncomfortably hot, even. And Horror found himself squirming deeper into Nightmare's hold where the tentacles were still just a bit colder. Moments later, a massive, glowing beast entered the Depths. Nightmare didn't grace it with a reaction, so Horror stilled himself.

"𝒪𝒽, 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓉𝒽𝑒𝓇!" Dream's familiar, yet endlessly louder, voice chirped. And the mer in Nightmare's grasp felt rather silly for forgetting that both his datemates were leviathans, not just Nightmare. "𝐼 𝒷𝓇𝑜𝓊𝑔𝒽𝓉 𝒷𝒶𝒸𝓀 𝒻𝑜𝑜𝒹!" The goldfish swam up to his brother, forcing Horror to stay in the tangle of tentacles lest he be boiled alive. The golden brother noticed the discomfort and quickly returned to his normal, huggable form, letting the water start to cool.

"Great. Enough for everyone, yes?" Dream nodded his head enthusiastically causing a swarm of bubbles. Nightmare laughed and took the catch from his brother, dividing it equally among the group present. Horror got the smallest portion, due to his non-leviathan status, and Nightmare had- Was that a...

"Nightmare?" Horror asked softly, and though he was quiet, Nightmare heard him and turned his attention entirely to his smallest mate. "Is that a shark?" Dream flushed gold as he realized just exactly what he had caught and the possible implications such a feast might have.

"Goodness, Horror, I am sooo, sorry. Brother, I'll go right now and get you som-" Horror scooped up Dream who was already on his way out of the Trench and brought him back to Nightmare, who was pushing the carcass away from the rest of his food.

"Apologizes Horror. I did not realize-"

"It's fine, both of you. I'm not a full shark. Just... surprised." Nightmare gave a small smile and gulped down the shark first, just so Horror wouldn't have to look at it any longer. Horror, on the other hand, was quite flustered that both of these deadly, ancient beings, were worried about being disrespectful to him, a tiny mortal.

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Ah, yes, a wonderful chunk of fatty tuna. Dust was purring away in Horror's arms as he ate his meal. The pilot fish were swimming around nabbing whatever crumbs they could pick up from Dust's admittedly messy dining habits. Nightmare was also eating, his brother perched on his shoulder, tentacles wrapped around his shiver of two. It was quite the feast the twins had in front of them. A ray, crab, and a hammerhead, and that was only what was left from everything. Dust paid no mind as his more fishy, not-mer cousin of the ocean was devoured by the kraken that he loved so dearly. He did, however, notice that Dream had been watching him for a reaction on said meal. And that was quite amusing to the whitetip.

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The shouting and hollering that echoed around the trench alerted the two leviathans to the return of their tiny shiver. Killer, the source of the noise, was the first to dart back into the Depths, bragging with his chest puffed out. He was so proud of who-knows-what that Dream just wanted to scoop him up and kiss him. But, that could wait. The bull shark grabbed Dream's hand and led him over to where Horror and Dust were still dragging back their kill, all the while chattering about just how very impressive his hunting skills were. Nightmare allowed himself to emerge from his part of the trench, following his brother and their newest shark out to greet the others.

Horror branched off from Dust and made his way over to the behemoth that was one of his mates. He settled into Nightmare's palm before offering up a carcass that looked just a bit too much like three of the mers present. Nightmare hadn't noticed that Killer had stopped prattling, his eyes staring directly at what Horror had just given to Nightmare. Dream had noticed, thank you very much. And was gently shaking Killer's shoulders, really hoping that when he returned, he wouldn't be hostile or afriad.

"YOU EAT SHARKS?" He asked rather boisterously, as he did everything. Nightmare finally turned his attention to Killer and ducked his head in a way resembling shame. "Oh shi- That, sorry Night. Didn't mean it like that- I just-  didn't.... Expect it? I mean, you and Dream have three of us now and- uh..." It was a pitiful attempt at backpedaling, but it was just amusing enough that Nightmare let out a small laugh.

"Worry not Killer, I just didn't want you to fear Dream or myself"

"Never," Killer said as he pulled Dream to Nightmare and snuggled into the both of them.

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"Hey, um... Has Nightmare ever... How do I say this..." Cross said, stumbling over almost every word. "We're not on the menu, right?" Horror made a humored sound as he looked at the familiar tail of a shark disappearing into Nightmare's mouth. Killer made no attempt to hide his maniacal cackling at the question. Cross flushed purple. "It-it's a good question, alright!" He tried to defend himself. "We're tiny and he could easily swallow us,"

"Wouldn't that be nice," Killer said through his insane-sounding laughter. Cross somehow got more purple.

"It's fine. We're good. He only eats normal sharks," Dust explained, handing an anchovy to Cross as he sorted through their latest hunt.

"Cool... That's good." The poor thresher said before gulping down the fish he was given.

"It is funny how all of you react to the same situation," Nightmare mused as he scooped up the shiver.

"Very much so. You mortals are all so silly!" Dream said, darting around and giving each shark a quick peck. 

Low Tide

The tides were Nightmare's domain. His connection to the moon meant he technically had complete control over them. Not that he interfered that often. Oh, who was he kidding. He did that all the time. But not just for fun, at least, not most of the time. The last time he had used a tsunami to destroy a coastal kingdom had been for a good reason, he swears! They had been dumping random things in the ocean. Probably not good for any of the inhabitants of said watery domain. But that didn't matter now. The moon was high in the sky and pulling the ocean to its own will, not Nightmare's.

The leviathan was perched on a smooth rock jutting out of the sea. The waves lapping at the sides kept his tentacles hydrated and were a steady background noise to focus on. His eyelights were fuzzy, sleep starting to creep up on him, but Nightmare kept his eyelights on the water's edge. It had slowly been receding for the past... Nightmare forgot. He had been watching for so long and was content to keep doing so until the moon forced the water back up onto shore. It was a calming and cool night for just... watching... and that's what he was doing.

A few crabs hid in the now beached rocks, some retreated back to the water. Tide pools were no longer drowned under the salted cover of ocean and if Nightmare had been just a little more awake, he would have gone over to investigate what creatures had gotten trapped when the water left them. Last time, he found and ate a purple-ish starfish and a small stranded anchovy. A small feast for an ancient being, but he wasn't picky. The time before that he had persuaded Dream to join him and they found an urchin, which they used like a ball and played catch with, completely unworried about the spines covering the entirety of the animal.

Nightmare lowered himself into the water and dove under, watching the water return from the other side. Below, it looked and felt just as slow as it did above, on his perch, but the fish were schooling farther and farther from the beach, likely not noticing it themselves. Nightmare smiled and swam until he reached a large, glowing coral. It was close enough to the shore that he could still watch the tides, but had a horrible vantage point for the spectacle above the water. So he opted for squeezing himself into his sleeping brother's arms and watching the waves retreat from below the surface.

Dream got to awake the next morning to the lovely surprise of his twin, nestled in his embrace, snoozing away after a long night of doing nothing but observing the ocean itself.

AHHH!! Why are people so nice and patient? I was playing Sky: Children of the Light and was in the music hall, my little squid brain trying to string together the right notes to play Undertale's Memory. It sounded enough like the actual thing for someone to figure out what I was attempting. This masterful person played the song beautifully! And then they proceeded to teach me?! Ehhh?! And they were so patient?? And repeated notes so I could understand?? I love them but I can't tell them. And they taught me another Undertale song which I already forgot the name of. But that aside, I now know how to play Memory and it's incredible. I will now be getting an instrument as soon as possible and only the dark dragons will be able to stop me.

If my new bestest friend somehow sees this, I love you more than words can allow and am forever in your debt. If you want a seasonal pass next year, you can bet all your candles and hearts that I will get you one. May the rest of your year be wonderful and grand, may you get to meet and pet many super cute dogs whenever you go out and may someone pay for your food at a restaurant or your drink at a cafe. May you find twenty bucks on the street, may you find that lost sock or earring, may whatever god(s) you believe in grant you luck and fortunes untold for helping one small and undeserving Sky kid.

Apparently, tumblr didn't know about the eel pit.

can someone please tell me what the fuck I just saw