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Yandere!Nightmare x Cross.

Warning: Gore, graphic

"Cross my love... don't hide from me.~" Nightmare said. His tentacles were covered in blood of Cross' friends.

Cross was shaking. He was hiding behind a dumpster in an alleyway. You see, Nightmare had murdered everyone. Horror, Ink, Error, Killer, Lust, even Dream. They were all dead. Blood was everywhere. The town was massacred. Cross could see someone's head torn off. He could see the neck bone, how the eyes were wide, how the lips where ripped off. How the blood poured.

Nightmare could sense emotions, but this time it was harder. He wasn't sane and fear came from every direction, making it almost impossible to find him.

Cross was holding Ink when he died a very brutal death. Ink was hit over and over again, being healed, then hurt over again, until Nightmare snapped his neck.

Cross couldn't help. He was to busy trying to break free from his chains. And he did. He managed to cut a tentacle off, allowing him to hold Ink before he dusted. Nightmare's tentacle regrew of course, and Cross ran.

Of course people tried to stop Nightmare. But they couldn't. Error put up quite the fight. Error was the last friend Cross saw alive. Although he heard a very loud snap a few minutes prior.

The town's folks screamed, attacked, hid, and died. Cross Chara wasn't responding. "Oh Cross~ Where are you my love? I promise I won't hurt you unless you make me." Nightmare sang.

Cross' closed were a crimson red. The dumpster Cross was hiding behind moved. Crosby's eyes widened and tears fell. Nightmare smiled and healed down. "P-PleAsE- d-D-d-dOn'T hUrT mE!" Cross sobbed. "Oh love... I would never hurt you~ Come home with me...." Nightmare ordered, his eyes softening at the sight of Cross.

"Y-YOu'rE INSANE!" Cross shouted, hitting Nightmare, trying to get away from him. But he couldn't. Nightmare frowned.

Snap.

Cross screamed in pain has his leg was broken. "I didn't want to do that love.... but you left me no choice." Nightmare said. Cross cried harder, his vision blurring. Nightmare pressed their mouths together. He only pressed harder when Cross didn't kiss back. Cross whimpered and slowly kissed back. Nightmare pulled away, satisfied, and picked up Cross, holding him in his arms.

"Let's go home my love."

WHY ISNT THERE MORE OF THIS EBEHEHEJEJ-

After extensive research I've come to the devastating conclusion that there is no content for crosslust

I'm in a human mood so I utilised my own versions

Part 2!

Part 1 here.

Slightly content warning for the beginning. Just a little shirt lifted is all.

'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

oh boy, time for another ARTISTS BEWARE, fellas.

Be cautious of @/sh0ul_ on instagram, while they’re mainly a dhmis meme/edit account, they’ve recently used @/Endertomb’s art in one of their edits without any sign of credit towards said artist and when asked to credit the artist(and then later on provided the og artist) they proceeded to get on the defensive and start deleting comments. 

The screenshots im going to show are the interactions i made with the user in the comments, knowing how repost/edit accounts get when someone tells them than pinterest isnt a proper credit source, they’ve deleted them.

Again, be cautious of this account, report and block if you can. I’m sick of reposting/edit accounts acting like this and getting away with it while artists from every community get the short end of the stick thanks to the fact that not a lot can be done about this. 

Even my parents and friends.

No one is safe when I die.

When I die, I'm gonna be a bitch and take everyone down with me.

@nightmarexcross

I DREW SOME CTOSSMARE BECAUSE IVE TECHNICALLY NEVER DRAWN ANYBEOFRE AND ITS MY OTP

When I die, I'm gonna be a bitch and take everyone down with me.

ALT ACCS

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:)

Yeah I mean, People should like you, for you, d not for what fandoms you're in. I hope the people who follow me will stick with me no matter what fandom I'm in.

Oof. Yeah I get it. You've grown out of the UT fandom. You know I hope people dont hate on you for it. I hope you're doing well, you're an amazing artist. And even though I'm not in a lot of fandoms you're in I'll be here to support you.

thanks man! I’ve actually been ‘out’ of it for a while (like maybe a year and a half or so), and the only thing I was really sticking around for was my own stuff… and it was kind of getting to an “I don’t want to give up this old attachment” thing, but now I feel more comfortable having other interests without feeling like I’m really giving anything up, and more just moving along.

this happens to a lot of people though, so I wouldn’t worry too much. changes just happen to all of us. all in all, I haven’t really been super active in the utmv fandom itself for at least a couple years, so it won’t be that much different from what it already was aside from the fact that I’m being more open with myself about how I actually feel about it.

I hope that people followed me for my content, and to see where I go with things, regardless of whether it’s related to Sans Undertale™ or not, so I appreciate all of you who stick with me.