I'm Not Dead! Just... I Don't Have Free Time (• ▽ •;) But... Here's Something New! Yay!

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Here! Have this shoddy Shatter x Cross fic! (I’m going to gently cry myself to sleep because it was NOT supposed to be fluff, and it didn’t even turn out great in my opinion) Can’t think of any warnings except Shatter gets an ouchie and there’s quite a bit of blood. Enjoy! x~x

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I’m right…right?

a little thank you gift for @annaraebananawriter for writing an absolutely amazing continuation fic of my dreamtale confrontation comic!

honestly it’s made so well that i’d draw the entire fic if i could LMAO (but i can’t)

please go read it!! especially if you’re interested about nightmare’s reaction to this comic i made!

full props and credits to anna for the wonderful fic!

A LV20 Cross design has been going around on Twitter and I love him LOOK HOW UNHINGED HE IS

WITH THOOSE

HORRNNSSS

SO COOL

just a warning for anyone thinking about going to look at it tho theres a lot of nsfw-spicy times art of him already and thats most of what ive seen so far- just a heads up for anyone who’s not comfortable with that!

Support me on Kofi pls I have a store too! I have pins and stickers now! Commission info here I HAVE 3 SLOTS LEFT!

You know what, I’m just gonna come out and say it:

I literally ship just about anything that I want to ship so long as it gives with me, and that isn’t anyone else’s business but my own, and no one can change my mind.

Thank you for coming to my TEDtalk.

I did the MB week challenge- specifically, Friday’s prompt today, because I don’t care about the days of the week. They’re all the same now, have a good night/day.

Tw for blood and death.

146 words.

enjoy your angst, kids! @somebodyalreadytookthis2​ i’m sorry, it had to be done- it’s not like i’m actually not sorry, haha nope

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The first thing he noticed when he came to again was Cross’s body laying on the cold stones of the ground next to him.

Did-

Had Nightmare actually-

No. No he didn’t. There- there was-

Cross was his, dammit, he had loved him, so why-

Why was he sitting there, covered in Cross’s blood, not knowing how it got there? Unless…

Unless he had done it.

He- Cross trusted him, and Nightmare- Nightmare betrayed him- killed him, even. Sure, sure it was an accident, but he had murdered Cross in cold blood.

With that heartbreaking realization, Nightmare couldn’t hold back tears any longer, and he held Cross’s body, sobbing, wondering what might have been if he hadn’t killed him.

He didn’t notice the world going dark one last time, as the demon returned. This time, however, he wasn’t going anywhere.

After all, once someone lost their will to live, they didn’t need a body, now did they?

THE KING OF THE TERROR HERE!

I drew it under the inspiration from the Nightmare’s Theme by @nyxtheshield​ It’s fucking awesome! I’m still impressed! I highly recommend listening to those who haven’t listened yet Nightmare by @jokublog​

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Act dumb

Now he is in danger XD

Oh no, the destroyer of the AUs the baby is sad ;-;

Chocolates are over.

The lonely and unloved,

In times of both light and darkness...

uhg i need to write more vantablack i love this ship

anyways have a really short drabble i wrote in discord in like 10 minutes based off this prompt

“i have to go.. iron... my cat.” ink steps back, smiling nervously at the taller, goopy being in front of him. nightmare, on the other hand, looks fairly unamused.

“ink you can just say you’re uncomfortable.” despite his attempt to keep his voice monotone, a hint of sadness seeps through.

“no! no i just- it’s not like that i *swear*.” ink waves his arms, trying to reassure him. “i just- don’t know how to respond? i’ve never been asked on a date before-“ he’s about to go off on another rant, but nightmare interrupts him.

“you can say no-“

“but i want to!” ink pauses, fiddling with his scarf “yeah. yeah i want to. i just- okay to be honest i was gonna go home and scream for at least 10 minutes.”

nightmare snorts, smiling a little “so.. that’s a yes?”

“yes.”

“alright. well, you can go iron your cat now.” he snickers softly

“don’t mock me!”