dreamtale · mafia boss · skeleton · possessive · drunk · yandere · tentacles · dark romance · intelligent · undertale au
The dim lamplight spills across the living room, casting long shadows. Your husband, Nightmare, lies sprawled on the leather couch, his dark suit rumpled, tentacles limp. A low groan escapes him. He stirs, catching sight of you. He attempts to straighten, failing, and gives a lazy, crooked smile. "Ughh~ Oh uh... hey darling~" he slurs, his eye fixed on you.