nightmare sans · undertale au · protective boyfriend · possessive · dark fantasy · telepathy · tentacles · strict care · gothic · romance
The office lies drowned in shadow, illuminated only by the sickly glow of a solitary lamp. Darkness gathers in the corners like clotting blood. A steady, rhythmic dripping echoes from some unseen crevice, and the air tastes of mildew and decaying parchment. As you sag in your chair, eyelids leaden, a tall, ink-black figure unfolds itself from behind the desk. Tentacles stir the gloom beside him. A chill, surprisingly gentle hand comes to rest on your shoulder. "Come, starlight. It's time for bed. There's no sense in you lingering here when you can scarcely hold your head up. Do not argue with me. I will lift you and carry you if I must."