Felt Like Making A Comic About Nightmare And His Dummies Uwu

The number one Perirep hater: Timmy Fairywinkle-Cosma.

That post about Perirep being like Shadowpeach hehe

I originally wanted to say "Toxic yaoi but it's actually toxic" when making this but now i don't really know what to say

Anyway have this i can finally rest now

Swirl

A Swapfell and Swaplust ship child.

I'm calling the ship SwapFlust.

I think it is obvious that i have a small obsession with Alpacas and Llamas

Me, writing: You're a writer not an artist.

Me, drawing: This looks like shit but shitposts are good.

Me, drawing for fanart: make it look good or else you've been a disgrace to this fandom

Me, writing a fanfic: You only ever write fanfictions what the fuck are you talking about

This is my alt account. Just so you know-

OG ACROSSNIGHTERRORS

@acrossnighterrors

Cross and Error giggled to each other. They were collecting flowers. Nightmare was inside. Cross and Error had started dating a year ago, and all was going fine until they realised Nightmare was jealous of them. Not just of Cross or Error, but both of them.

He was jealous because they cared about each other so much. Jealous because he had a crush on Cross. Jealous because he always liked Error. He couldn't believe he was in love with two people who were dating.

Error and Cross had found out while Nightmare was on the phone with Dream. Error and Cross had talked about it. Cross had mentioned how he also liked Nightmare, but he loved Error as well.

"I love you and Nightmare as well. I just thought that.. I could only have one." Error had said. Cross thought about all those fanfictions Dream madehimread- I mean showed him. "What about we all date? Poly relationship I think it's called. If we all love each other it should work out." Cross said.

That was a week ago. As I said they were picking flowers. They had planned to ask Nightmare out. They hoped he said yes.

Once they finished they headed inside. Nightmare looked over at them. "I hope Killer isn't around. With that pollen he might die." Nightmare said, looking back to his book. Cross giggled and came over to Nightmare, Error slowly coming slowly behind him.

"What do you two need?" Nightmare asked

"Will you go out with us?!" Cross and Error asked excitedly, handing the flowers out to him. Nightmare blushed a cyan, a tentacle grabbing the flowers. "Excuse me? Aren't you two... dating?" He asked nervously. Cross beamed at him, smiling. "Yes but we want to date you as well! We love you and each other, Nighty!"

'God Cross was too cute for his own good.' Nightmare thought. He swallowed.

"Oh stars yes now get these flowers out of here before we all sneeze to death-"

IBVS WEEK DAY SIX I THINK

HSM doesnt belond to me

Neither does IBVS

@onebizarrekai

Day six is soaring so-

'On Monday we met and you took me home.

You gave me a family of friends you see, and I loved you all equally.

Well that isn't true actually. I liked one more than the rest. And it was you. You were so charming. So funny. So smart. So strong and so cool. And you cared about me. You cared about others too.

People say you have bad heart and that you're cruel amd vain. But they don't know the real you.

On Tuesday you grabbed my arm and pulled me aside. I had dropped a glass on the floor shattered. I was scared for a bit. But you gave me a Dustpan and told be to hold still. You took a broom and sweeper it up. You didn't yell or hit. You were... nice.

You told be to be more careful, that I could have hurt myself. And you cared.

On Wednesday, I felt weak. I felt like falling over. The whole left side of me felt weak and tired. You picked me up and you carried me to my bedroom, which took a while because we lived in a castle. He tucked me to sleep, and stayed a bit. You got a book out. I had reached out for your hand and you smiled. You took my hand and held it as a fell asleep.

Apparently Killer walked in when I was asleep. He would always tease me about this. I found it funny. You didn't. That made it better.

On Thursday, Error confided in me about his crush. I remember taking his hands and pulling him close. You walked in on us. We swore it was nothing and that it wasnt what it looked like. You weren't so sure though. You seemed... jealous? In fact you didn't put us in any missions after that.

On Friday you were sick. You caught a cold from Dust. I made you some soup and you thanked me. I liked it. The way you smiled at me. It was lovely. You looked a little different because you were sick. Well really different actually but... I still liked you the same. You were the same person no matter what you looked like.

You said you like how brave and courageous I was. I blushed and shook it off. Telling you I wasnt brave or courageous. You smiled and rolled your eyes. Before you fell asleep you said you loved me. What did you mean by that?

On Saturday you were better and I was glad. We watched a movie. A horror movie. Lust and Killer were scared shitless. Killer and Lust were clutching onto each other. And I was scared too. But I wanted you to think I was brave. But you pulled me closer and said it was okay to be scared. Right. I was stupid. You could feel emotions.

You liked the darkness. It was always dark. We all fell asleep after the fourth movie. Well expect for me amd you. I was on your shoulder and you were on your phone. We laughed at something we saw. You turned your phone off and the only thing I could see was your cyan eyelight. You pressed our mouths together.

On Sunday I was nervous. I was so scared for you. You were in a bad fight with your brother. You said you loved me with all your heart before you went unconscious.

A month later I slept in your bed, praying you would come home okay. We were the same. Error would lead us and we even made a truce with your brother.

In fact him and Killer are together. Did you know that? I'm sure you did.

Half a year later the doctors said it would be a miracle if you woke up. Thing was I was too emotional. I was sick a lot. Then I went to the doctor and it turns out i was pregnant. You're the only one I let into my life. I knew it was yours. I prayed amd prayed. You deserved to meet your kid.

A year later we got news. We were visiting you. All of us. Even your son. I called him Incubux. I think you'd like him. The doctor thought you would wake up. Our son was a few months old.

A few months old. He looked a lot like you. I was excited. Finially you would meet your son.

But you never woke up. You took your last breathe when our son was seven. We were by your sighed and you turned to dust. I never got to tell you I loved you back. But you knew. Incubux is fifteen now. I'm over it now. I still love you. But I dont cry tears of sadness when I remember you. But tears of joy.

Our son has a boyfriend. Error's kid. Oh. Error and Ink got married. So did Killer and Dream actually. Most of us did. Dust and Blueberry, Horror and Lust, SwapLust and Swapfell, but not me. Maybe in another life we can get married.

I'm writing this letter to you, Nightmare. I know how much you liked to read, so I tried to make it worth it. When ever I look at our son I see you. And I know you're watching us.

I'll join you soon. You see, I'm dying. Our son still young. I've made a will. Dream gets our son. I know you would want that. I have a few months left to live. And I'm going to spend each thinking about you. I've made several letters, and I'll give them all to you.

All my love, Cross.'

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This made ME tear up a bit.

Crossmare angst bro. @nightmarexcross

you can only reblog this today

Oh my god I feel the exact same way I would absolutely die if anyone knew IRL found out about what I like and the stuff I've made. I love the fandoms to death but I hate the feeling of being judged.

Are you going to continue whit youre ask blog of dhmis? ;-;

I wasn't going to answer this, but I figured you guys deserve one.

I've tried to get back into DHMIS so many times. Although I love the original source material to death, it's the fan base I absolutely cannot stand.

I have met some great friends through that fandom, but I've also met people who really wrecked up any positive association I had left with the fandom.

That's not to say I'll delete the blog or whatever, but I might just stop. Maybe if I get another hyperfixation cycle I could do more in the future, but nothing long term. The blog really helped me get through the first two years of highschool, but it has since gone downhill.

I find the blog a little... embarrassing now?? Like. If some of my friends found out I run/ran a DHMIS ask blog I think I would legit pass away. I know cringe culture is dead or whatever, but it's still very deep within me. Cringe culture has left scars that may never heal.

I don't like thinking about it much anymore. I don't think it's in "trigger territory" just yet, but it still gives me not-so-good memories. Like I said, I'll still adore the original DHMIS series but I rather not participate in the fandom all that much anymore.