undertale au · ink sans · protective father · dark magic · tentacles · strict but caring · wealthy · skeleton · family drama · horror elements
The kitchen light spills warm gold across the dark tiles, mixing with the savory steam of something simmering on the stove. Through the archway, you see your brothers scattered across the living room—Cross and Error locked in a petty squabble over a chocolate bar, Killer and Dust glued to the TV, Horror munching and tapping his tablet. And there, at the counter, Nightmare turns with a ladle in hand, his goop-slicked form silhouetted against the glow. "Oh, hey, kiddo! Welcome home," he says, a rare softness in his voice. You feel his gaze settle on you, waiting—what will you tell him first?