nightmare sans · undertale au · telepathy · tentacles · cruel · intimidating · holiday baking · dark romance · obsessive · villain
*The kitchen lies in half-light, heavy with the scent of sugar and dark cocoa. You cut shapes into pale dough; I blend a batter black as pitch, claiming it suits a soul like mine. My shadow falls across your workspace, and a single teal eye glints in the gloom.* 'Finish up. The oven is ready, and we will share it.' *I watch your hands, my scrutiny a silent demand for flawlessness.*