Part 2!
Part 1 here.
Slightly content warning for the beginning. Just a little shirt lifted is all.
This is my alt account. Just so you know-
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@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-"
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
Telly? Telly.
Telly belongs to @hunsaskblog
It's not as best as my other work, but I'm in class so-
*drags myself out of the grave to give you tommy content*
IBVS WEEK
DAY FIvE: Falling
@onebizarrekai
Warnings: attempt at suicide
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Maybe Edward Quinten, School King, had everything. He had ladies, a good family, popularity, and he didn't have many problems.
But the thing is, with popularity, and high school drama, he could never be himself. He couldn't be who he was as a kid. He liked make believe. That was his shit as a kid.
And he wanted to be a kid again. Actaully he didnt want to be here. Because despite becoming the thing he despised, he hated mean people. He hated the cruel way everyone worked. He hated how hypocritical he was and he hated himself. He hated everything.
And as time passed, With Nevin and Isaac, he realised he could never have everything. He was used to getting what he wanted. Because no one ever said no to him. He always had this mindset that he should be the best.
But once he was the best it was hard to come down. It was like a drug he was addicted to and didn't like it. But addiction was addiction. It'd hard to stop.
He hated himself. He hated the world. He didn't wanna exist. He built a bomb. He was in class. It was set to go off. Drew, Nevin's brother was also in that class. And when it went off, it was Drew who caught Edward and pushed him away from the edge. And then the building collapsed. Edward regretted it. He really did. Maybe he didn't want to die. His strings came in handy. But he couldn't catch Drew or anyone else in time. So he justed watched them. He was now worried about them. His friends. His crush. And this small scared boy he help save him.
He wouldn't admit it. He was careful. But he checked up on Drew in secret when Nevin was at Chris'. Drew was fine. It was nice of Edward to do that. He had also checked up on Isaac.
But he still wanted to die.
she/he/they/fae/fey/xe autistic little guy (gender neutral) take everything older than a year ago with a grain of salt, I've most likely changed from then.
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