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Crocoo is by far my favorite.

His clothes are from Cross.

Him and La'Lia are twins

Crosslust ship child uwu

Also her and Keen are twins

Cross, drunk: I am jUan PabLlLlO

NM: Your name is Cross, babe.

Cross: I dont understannnndddd....

NM: You speak english sweetie.

Cross: Shut up.

NM: Cross! Let's go home.

Cross: No.. please. I love you.

NM: I love you too. We're going home where there's chocolate.

Cross: Chocolate?! Yeeessss!

NM: You're a dumbass. And you're my dumbass.

Ever since I read IBVS I imagine Nightmare to be Spanish but like I love the the head canon where Cross is and-

Cross, drunk: Yo sOy JuAAAn PabLllllo..

Nightmare: Your name is Cross, babe.

Cross: No entiendo....

Nightmare: You speak english sweetie

Cross: Caiate

Nightmare: Cross! Let's go home.

Cross: No por favor. . .Te amo

Nightmare: I love you too. We're going home where there's chocolate.

Cross: Chocolate?! Siiiiii!

Nightmare: You're a dumbass. And your my dumbass.

(I hope I spelled that right I'm still learning Spanish -w-"") (Mod Error: It's almost perfect!)

Oof-

My dad is Hispanic so like-

And yeah im tRyInG bUt- hhhh- i dont think it's my autism but I just cant seem tk remember it.

Ever since I read IBVS I imagine Nightmare to be Spanish but like I love the the head canon where Cross is and-

Cross, drunk: Yo sOy JuAAAn PabLllllo..

Nightmare: Your name is Cross, babe.

Cross: No entiendo....

Nightmare: You speak english sweetie

Cross: Caiate

Nightmare: Cross! Let's go home.

Cross: No por favor. . .Te amo

Nightmare: I love you too. We're going home where there's chocolate.

Cross: Chocolate?! Siiiiii!

Nightmare: You're a dumbass. And your my dumbass.

(I hope I spelled that right I'm still learning Spanish -w-"") (Mod Error: It's almost perfect!)

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

I made a ship chart for utaus

@nightmarexcross

Dont ask its supposed to be cute and stupid

At least I hope it is-

Nightmares. Like no that was what I was trying to imply in what I submitted. This is like the orginal/ draft and the other is like the final version -w-

Cross has nightmares and loves Nightmare-

DON'T LET THE FLAME DIE OUT

@nightmarexcross

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"Cross." A deep voice said from behind him. Cross freezes in his tracks. "Hi, Boss." He said as cheerful as he could be, turning around to face the King of Negativity.

Nightmare was unamused. Cross was trying to sneak out of the castle. While he could leave when ever he wanted as long as he isn't on a mission or punishment, it was always very odd. Especially at 3:00 a.m in the morning. "Where are you going?" Nightmare asked, raising a bonebrow.

"Just to look at the lovely night sky! Isn't the darkness lovely?!" Cross asked, with the biggest, fakest smile on his face. "It is. And you are a horrible liar, Cross. Something's bothering you. I can tell. This is the fifth time this week I've cause you up around this time." Nightmare stated.

Cross hadn't thought about how Nightmare can literally feel emotions. "Well maybe I just wanna leave the castle at odd times." Cross said, his smiling turning into a grin. Nightmare could tell something was off. Cross had bags under his eyesockets. He looked exhausted. "You can leave in the morning. You need rest. I can't have you functioning horribly on mission because you haven't slept.

[Oof so it didnt save and I gave up]

(Swear Warning)

"Don't do it." Nightmare said sternly. "I'm gonna do it." Cross said, looking down from the balcony. "DO A BACKFLIP!" Killer yelled.

They were having a nice day, playing in the pool, Nightmare on the side lines because water hates him, when suddenly, Killer tells Cross he should jump off the balcony and into the pool.

Cross, thinking it was a good idea, went up to the balcony. "I'M GONNA DO A BACKFLIP!" Cross yelled. "No Babe STaY tHERE!-" Nightmare yelled at Cross, teleporting to the balcony. "Fucking JuMp oFf ThE rOoF iNstEaD yOu cOwArD!" Error said. "Guys?!"

"Cross, my baby, my love, If you jump off I'm not giving you cuddles." Nightmare said. Cross thought. "Sacrifies must be made-"

"Cross ⁿo-"

"Cross yes."

And then he jumped off.

And here we are, at the hospital.

"What the fuck did I tell you?"

"Not...to do it?"

"And what did you do?"

"A backflip."

"...."

"Cross I think he means-"

"No no let him figure it out."

"And jumped off the balcony and hit the concrete instead of the pool....."

"Exactly."

"I'mmmmm sorry baaaabbbbeeeee."

"Why is he slurring?" Killer asked.

"It's the morphine, dumbass." Horror said to Killer.

"I know you are Cross." Nightmare said, holding his lover's hand.

"So is he gonna die or not?"

"LUST?!"

"I'M JUST ASKING!"

"YOU'VE BEEN SPENDING TOO MUCH TIME WITH HORROR-!"

"NO SHIT HE'S MY BOYFRIEND!"

"Niiiiigggghhhtttt.... tell them to stop yeelllling."

"Stop yelling."

"..."

"..."

"But you started it Nightmare-"

"Shh no talking. Get out."

"Niiiigggghhhhhttttt. I looooovvvveeeee yooouuuu."

"I know, Cross. I love you too, Cross."

"So does that mean cuddles?"

"Absolutely not, I'm a man of my word."

"F u c k ."

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Don't ask I'm on a sugar high and shipping spree XD

I literally just came up with this idea

@nightmarexcross

So yea hope you enjoy my shitposting

@nightmarexcross

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

DON'T LET THE FLAME DIE OUT

@nightmarexcross

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"Cross." A deep voice said from behind him. Cross freezes in his tracks. "Hi, Boss." He said as cheerful as he could be, turning around to face the King of Negativity.

Nightmare was unamused. Cross was trying to sneak out of the castle. While he could leave when ever he wanted as long as he isn't on a mission or punishment, it was always very odd. Especially at 3:00 a.m in the morning. "Where are you going?" Nightmare asked, raising a bonebrow.

"Just to look at the lovely night sky! Isn't the darkness lovely?!" Cross asked, with the biggest, fakest smile on his face. "It is. And you are a horrible liar, Cross. Something's bothering you. I can tell. This is the fifth time this week I've cause you up around this time." Nightmare stated.

Cross hadn't thought about how Nightmare can literally feel emotions. "Well maybe I just wanna leave the castle at odd times." Cross said, his smiling turning into a grin. Nightmare could tell something was off. Cross had bags under his eyesockets. He looked exhausted. "You can leave in the morning. You need rest. I can't have you functioning horribly on mission because you haven't slept.

[Oof so it didnt save and I gave up]

"At least they're both happy."

I love Crossmare but the first ships I loved were Cream and Nightkiller.

It's AnGsTy cRoSsMarE tO mE oKaY

IBVS WEEK

@onebizarrekai

Day I have no clue: Caring

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Drew walked home alone. He stumbled. The crutches were hard to get used to. He still wasn't even used to them. He let out a yelp and fell to the ground. He landed on his broken leg. He let out a cry of pain. He wished his brother was here. But he was at Chris' house.

Barry was walking home from school when be found the smaller boy on the ground crying. "Are you okay?" He asked. Drew looked and shook his head. Barry examined the boy. "Let me help you. Could you hold your crutches?" Barry asked. He nodded and grabbed them the best he could. Barry scooped the boy up.

Drew gasped and blushed. Barry smiled. "Would you like me to take you to my place or yours?"

"Mine please..." Drew said quietly.

Barry smiles and nodded. "Where?"

Drew gave him the address and the two set off.

Drew unlocked the door with his keys and went inside with barry, still carrying him. Barry set the smol on the couch. He closed the door and went back to the boy. "We should put ice on that." Barry said. Drew pointed to the kitchen. "Yeah.. we should..."

Barry left and came back with an ice pack, placing it on the broken leg. "You live alone?"

"N-no... my grandma is upstairs and my brother is at a friend's place. I think." Drew said, smiling. "Do you always walk alone?" Barry asked. "No, Nevin walks me home too. Just not always."

"Text me when you need help getting home then. I'll hand you my number." Barry said taking out his phone. Drew blushed and nodded, taking out his as well.

The two boys exchanged numbers and went on with their days.

IBVS WEEK DAY SIX I THINK

HSM doesnt belond to me

Neither does IBVS

@onebizarrekai

Day six is soaring so-

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.

IBVS WEEK

DAY FOUR: warring

Warnings: Implied Self harm, violence

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Edward gritted his teeth. He knew Nevin had superstrength. He knew Chris could fight. He knew he couldn't fuck with Drew. He knew he wouldn't hurt Issac. He knew he couldn't hurt Barry.

But he was angry. And he wanted something to hurt. He had to hurt something. Something had to feel pain. He wanted to fight someone. Someone had to hurt. He knew he shouldn't fight Drew. He knew he was fucking up. He caught Drew going home without Nevin.

Assult is illegal, you know? A lot of things are illegal. Drew was weak, he had a broken leg after all. So he punched the back of the smaller boy's head. Drew let out a yelp.

Crutches were a good weapon, no? But fists were fine. Edward had attacked Drew. He walked left Drew on the ground, out cold, and in pain.

But he didn't feel like all his anger was gone. His eyes were dark and dull. And then he pulled out the razor. Edward was now home, in the bathroom. Something had to hurt. Someone had to hurt.

And so two people hurt that day. It was quick. It was painful and painless.

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I wAnTeD tO wRiTe aNgSt bEcAuSe I'm sAd

IBVS belongs toooooooo:

@onebizarrekai

IBVS WEEK

Day Three: Dancing

Heather's doesn't belong to me.

IBVS belongs to @onebizarrekai

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Edward sighed as he played the music. "I've been through ten high schools, they start to get blurry, no point planning roots cause you're gone in a hurry. My dad keeps two suit cases packed in the den so it's only a matter of when..." The jock sung. He spun around. He walked around his room in grace as he sung the lyrics to 'Freeze your brain' from the Heather's Musical.

He paced the room singing the lyrics in tune. He sang okay. He invited his friends over. And by friends I mean Barry and Desiree.

"Freeze your brain~ Suck on that straw get lost in the pain~ Happiness comes, when everything's numb, who needs cocaine?~"

Desiree clapped proudly. Barry face palmed. "When the voice in head, says you're better off dead~" He sang.

"nO-"

"ThAt's nOt EvEn tHe nExT lYriC" Desiree said. She just earned a glare from edward as he continued to sing and sway.

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So yeah I bullshitted this because I can't write words when people dance-

IBVS WEEK

Day Two: Pouring

Prompt: jejejejejeejejebrhhrhrhrhe-iminonlineschoolasiwritethis

IBVS belongs to @onebizarrekai

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'Of course it had to rain today.' Chris thought. It was raining hard. Charlie rolled his eyes. "I told you, but did you listen? Nooooo!" Charlie said. "Shut up, Charlie." Chris said, walking out of the school building.

He was now soaking wet. The rain poured down hard. He should have brought an umbrella. But he didn't.

Chris walked down the side walk, cold from the rain and shivering. He pulled his hood up to try and hide from the rain.

He felt the rain stop hitting him and he looked up. There was now an umbrella above him. He looked behind him to see the one and only school king. "You can thank be later, now let's go." Edward said, not looking at Chris in the eyes.

Chris stared at him in a confused manner for a second, then nodded and started walking with Edward Quinten.

Chris was confused on why he was being treated so nicely. He was friends with Issac and Nevin.

Chris remembered the last time it was raining and how Nevin waited for him with an umbrella.

Nevin. Chris always got this weird and happy feeling around him. But for some reason he now felt the same weird and happy feeling around Edward.

Chris relaxed. The two boys walked until they reached Chris' house. "Thank you." Chris said quietly. He smiled and walked into his house. Edward stayed outside for bit then walked back towards his house. "Yeah yeah, whatever..." Edward mumbled.

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AHHHHHHH- I dont know why I ship Edward, Chris, and Nevin-

It's IBVS week bitches.

IBVS belongs to @onebizarrekai

Day One- Sleeping

Prompt: Chris cant sleep and ends up at Nevin's house.

Warning(s): Dreams about abuse, homophobic slurs,

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It was midnight when Chris got up. His blonde hair was a mess. His eyes gave off a soft glow. He yawned for about the hundredth time ever since he woke up. He had a nightmare. It was about is father beating him and kicking him out of the house for being bisexual, or has his father said in his dream, a fag.

He felt colder than usual. If he was being honest with himself, he really wanted to cry. He wanted to be free. He wanted to sleep peacefully. He wanted someone. Chris didn't know what to do. So he acted on instinct. Chris was shirtless, he had black shorts on. He hadn't put a shirt on, but rather his light grey jacket.

He had quietly opened his door and closed it when he was out. He did the same for the front door, expect he had to unlock and lock it. He had no idea where to go when he was outside. He decided on a place to go. His safe place.

He walked to the Jovel brother's house. Once he got there he wasn't exactly sure if anyone was awake. He knocked on the door. To his luck, after a few minutes, someone answered. It was Nevin. "Chris?" The black haired boy asked quietly.

It seemed Nevin had only woken up to answer the door. It was 2:45 I'm the morning. Normally he wouldn't have answered, but he was curious who the hell would be up at a time like that.

"H... hey. Can I come in?" Chris asked. Nevin nodded and stepped out of the way. He closed the door behind Chris. "Why are you here?" The shorter one asked. "I... I don't know." Chris answered, looking around as if he'd never been in the Jovel household. "You don't know?" Nevin asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I... I had a nightmare." Chris said, sitting on the couch. Nevin took a seat next to him. "Wanna... talk about it?"

Nevin mentally groaned. He was never good at talking about feelings. And he definitely isn't good at comforting people. A simple 'there there' would probably be the best he can manage.

"It was.... about my dad... about me being... ya know.. bi and that stuff.. and he hit me and kicked me out of the house and..." Chris tensed. "It just felt so real." The red and grey eyed boy finsihed. Nevin nodded. "I haven't been able to sleep since I woke up.?

"When did you wake up?"

"Ten p.m maybe?"

"What." Nevin asked. Chris yawned and nodded. "Yeah. I'm just scared." He said.

Nevin hesitated. "Sleep with me."

Chris, being very tired, and gay, says, "Excuse me?" And ends up becoming red. "Gosh, not like that. I mean actaully sleep with me. In my room. Because this couch ain't comfortable." He said. Chris stuttered. "Uh, yeah, sure. I guess." Chris said, stretching.

Both boys got up and went in to Nevin's room. They both laid next to each other on Nevin's bed. It was extremely awkward and gay. Chris made a risky decision. He cuddled up to Nevin.

Nevin felt heat rise to his cheeks. Both hearts were pounding. The both had that giddy feeling inside of them. Nevin relaxed and closed his eyes. Chris started to drift off into sleep.

And in no time they both were asleep.

I made IBVS Fanart of Nevin.

Nevin and IBVS belongs to @onebizarrekai

If you can't tell he's flipping you off.