Sanscest One-shots (no lemons) (Requests Closed)
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    Sanscest One-shots (no lemons) (Requests Closed)

    Fanfiction

    (This book is completed, if you want more stuff there's a second one) just some one-shots of Undertale AU ships. I do not own any of these characters (unless state otherwise). I try to update twice a week.

    #anyship #aus #cross #crossxouter #ink #inkmare #killerxouter #multiverse #nightmare #ships #starcrossed #undertale

    Faces

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    Nightmare's POV
    
                          
    I see faces. Why do I see faces?
    
                          
    So many. Make it stop!
    
                          
    They're all blurred but I know them. I can't stop the memories. 
    
                          
    I just want to forget so bad but they're there when I close my eyes. 
    
                          
    They were so young. They aren't now. Is been so long, would they even remember me? Have I changed too much?
    
                          
    I still see their faces. They haunt me, all the terrible things I've done. Anyone I've ever hurt, I see them every time I close my eyes. 
    
                          
    It's been years, why won't it stop?!
    
                          
    I have new friends now. Will I forget their faces too? I can't ever forget. It fades more every day. I remember less and less.
    
                          
    But I remember these feelings. I promised I'd never leave, but I did. 
    
                          
    I failed everyone who has ever cared about me. I sorry to my parents and my siblings and my friends and most of all I'm sorry my love. 
    
                          
    I'm sorry. 
    
                          
    Why do I see so many faces? Life goes on. Why can't I let go?
    
                          
    Hanging on to my regrets was always something I did. I blame myself for everything.
    
                          
    I'm not a good enough friend. 
    I'm not a good enough child.
    I'm not a good enough sibling.
    I'm not a good enough lover.
    I'm not a good enough person.
    
                          
    So why do all these people think I am?
    
                          
    What have I done to deserve all this?
    
                          
    I don't know when other people are hurting. I can barely tell when I'm ok.
    I feel like I can't help. 
    
                          
    I lost control once. I was so scared. I didn't know what was going on. I'm not sure I ever got over it. 
    
                          
    And I keep seeing faces.
    
                          
    I see them happy. Happy without me, never even noticing that I left. I've tried reaching out. They don't care. 
    
                          
    That's fine. I don't want them to worry about me any longer.
    
                          
    I worry about them constantly, even the ones I barely remember. Even if I saw them and never recognized them. I hope they're happy. I hope they're much happier without me, because I feel like I leave a trail of destruction where I go.
    
                          
    I miss them, I want to see their faces. I want the nightmares to stop. 
    
                          
    I can't take seeing any more faces.
    
                          
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    See ya, imaginary people
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