- This blog is about Nightmare (passive form so no goopy NM) in a CollegeAU. He is a broke student and to be able to finish college he has moved into the polyhouse of the BadSansPoly! (Killer, Cross, Horror and Dust) the thing is though? He never actually joined the poly. He just moved in and is hoping no one realises he isn't part of the poly. [Original post with idea.]
With the Concept explained let me explain a bit about the blog.
The vibe is that Nightmare, under the internet name of Incognipoly, wrote an 'Am I the Asshole' post on the web. Partly as confession and partly to really get an idea if what he did was really terrible.
These sort of posts will be true Posts. And will be linked in this Masterpost. As after the first one I am planning on making more as Nightmare explains more and more about his situation.
Now. Asks will be you guys replying TO Nightmare's (Incognipoly's) post. Sort of like you are in the comment section there!
Real replies/comments on the posts I will reply to as me, the author. (This is mostly to make sure I don't have to copy every name and make a new post to ever reply.)
So. Asks Go to Nightmare. Comments go to me.
(on that note. If you address Nightmare as Nightmare I will ignore this and assume you addressed him correctly. The idea is that Nightmare isn't confessing as himself but under the fake name because he doesn't want to be found. But I understand you guys may forget that. so if anyone calls him Nightmare I will just ignore the name and answer like you didn't try and call him out hihi)
One Last Thing. The post's will not be one to one with real life time. Meaning. I may make a post which starts with "Sorry I have been inactive for a while there" a day after I answered an ask for Nightmare. The blog has its own timeline lmao. Just roll wiht it please :3
Incognipoly's (Nightmare's) Posts:
- First Post - Am I the Asshole for having infiltrated a Poly? [Here]
- Second Post - How I moved myself into the Poly House. [Here]
- Third Post - How I became friends with the Poly. [Here]
- Fourth Post - How I became friends with the Poly. Part 2. [Here]
- Fifth Post - How I became friends with the poly. Part 3. [Here]
- Sixth Post - How I became friends with the poly. Part 4. [Here]
- Seventh Post - What does it mean if your roommates give you a fish? [Here]
Incognipoly's Replies to Asks:
- Asks after First Post: [Here]
- Asks after Second Post: [Here]
- Asks after Third Post: [Here]
- Asks after Fourth Post: [Here]
- Asks after Fifth Post: [Here]
- Asks after Sixth Post: [Here]
- Asks after Seventh Post: [Here]
Extra Lore (Not allowed to be asked about in the askblog.):
- Emails between Nightmare and his therapist: [Here]
The Banner was made by the amazing and talented @mikimakiboo !! My dear friend who was so very kind to make this for me <3
I just want to start with, you DO MATTER, your birthday matters, and I'm glad the Poly is there too celebrate it with you this year 🎉. I would also argue you do deserve them celebrating your birthday, you did the same for them right, you're friends and that is what friends do.
That is so sweet they got you a fish! I love that they thought it out to acclimate the tank so you could bring your fish home right away! I am curious have your night terrors been better since getting the tank?
Say Hi to Mango for me
Yours truly,
DateTheRoomMate
Hello DateTheRoomMate,
Thank you. I didn't mean to worry you. I know matter. My therapist says it all the time and I must say I am starting to believe it. It is just the concept of birthdays that still confuse me a lot. I just. Don't really get why there is a need to celebrate it?
The celebration was nice. It was a lot of fun. I supose it is fair, I do help them when they celebrate their birthdays so you do have a point with it being something friends do for each other.
They were very thoughtful and planned way ahead! They even took time to like prepare the fishtank with some extra time. I am still nervous about messing up and hurting Mango somehow but K knows stuff and helps a lot.
My night terrors are still there. It is just, easier to fully wake up afterwards. Because the light from the tank is something that I only ever saw here. It helps me seperate myself from the dreams and focus on reality. So not less but they have gotten easier to deal with overall.
I said hi to Mango for you. She didn't react back but I also gave her a little treat for you.
They gave you a fish. For you. To have in your. Room.
You oficially got a confirmation that they think it's your room and you live with them and they have no problem with that and they just want you to me comfortable there :D
-BlueAnon
Hello BlueAnon-
Wait! You think!? I mean we always do call it my room and everything but I moved myself in but that wasn't strange... But the tank is rather large and there is like. Lights connected to it and systems to like check the water. I don't even think those things are standard options to just get?
I... huh... they really just. Got me something large for my room. Something that isn't just something you can easily move and they gave me a pet... I just.
I hadn't thought about it like that yet.
Don't get me wrong! I love Mango. She is very pretty and watching her swim is really calming. I was just so shocked they would spend so much time, money and effort to figure out which fish and how to take care of the fish because they had to explain it to me as well.
As I already said, D has the habbit of stashing some of his things in our rooms for a bit. I just figured it was a project of some sort he didn't wish to share yet and that he trusted me not to take a peak.
"Buddy, I fear the fish means that you are now stuck stuck with them as they adore you :)"
- Beep
Hello Beep,
and that seems a bit dramatic. About the whole being stuck thing. I am also not sure about the whole, adore, part. I know they like me platonically and honestly that is already much more than I deserve.
Well, I'd say that it's a gift between friends. A lot of people (I'd say an overwhelming majority) celebrate their birthday. I think they just wanted to do something nice for you (and help you with your night terrors). It:s really sweet of them.
~Bob
Hello Bob.
It just seems so strange to me to have aday specially for you? just because you were born? Which you didn't even do?
It was nice. I just. Was unsure if it really is a thing everyone does. My internet searches confirmed it too but it is best not to just believe anything on the internet.
Thank you however. It is nice to think they just did it to make me happy. They didn't need to but... well it is nice.
What does it mean if your roommates give you a fish?
Okay. Sorry. Hi. Incognipoly here. I am back. And I just had. The weirdest thing happen to me? It happened a while ago and I still can't wrap my head around it and I just... Need some advice? Or opinions? I am not even sure. Maybe I just need to tell other people?
So, as you guys know. I live with a poly but am not part of it. Yada yada that is old news now.
Little bit of info on me. I never, ever, celebrated my birthday before. Just. Never. My birthday wasn't anything special or any special treatment. It was just a day that I was a year older and that was it. Back to schedule.
So. A while, like a while a while, ago. It was D's birthday and while it wasn't the first time I experienced how other people celebrate birthdays, which I will admit I thought the poly were the odd ones out, it was the first time for H to ask me when me brithday was.
I had looked at him confused as he just waited for an answer. I asked him why he wanted to know and he had just, looked at me wiht a tilted head and motioned around us like that explained anything.
Anyway I told them when it was and H looked so shocked and guilty. It took me a while to realise that my birthday was the month before and H apologised for not having done anything for me.
Now I was even more confused but I quickly reassured him that it was fine. They didn't know and I reassured him it is just another day in the year and not a big deal. That it didn't matter. H had nodded but still looked uphappy.
Foolishly, I had believed that was the end of it.
Not the next week but a bit later D actually came up to me with a frown. Asking me when my birthday was. After I told him he frowned more and asked me why I didn't tell them.
I told him the same as I told H. Birthdays just aren't that big of a deal. I never celebrated them growing up and it was never treated as a special day.
D hadn't looked content but had nodded after that. Still he did write down the date on the calender.
Which meant I had a similar conversation with both K and C with the same conclusion. Yes my birthday was a month ago. No I wasn't disappointed that you didn't do anything for me. And no i don't celebrate it myself either and never did in my yought.
I thought they had dropped it.
Imagine! My surprise! When I woke up! A week or two ago. Only to have them excitely tell me they have a small fun day planned for my birthday! (small note. It didn't happen on my birthday, mostly because it was in the middle of the week and I had school and they know me well enough to know I would not have entertained this ridiculousness if it had interferred with school) but it was the weekend so I figured it was fine. They seemed really excited about it. So guess we will celebrate I finished another round around the sun, which I did nothing to accomplish.
Anyway. It was nice. I still felt awkward about them singing a few birthday songs to me but the cake H made looked amazing and the breakfast was with pancakes and I love those.
And it was nice! It was amazing! I had a good time and was almost thinking. Maybe these birthdays aren't that bad. I dunno.
Then K asked me if I wanted to do this outing with him and C. I said sure and the three of us got into C's car. We drove for a while and ended up by this petstore. Not unusual. K loves to stop at these to pet cats.
Turns out it was this large fish store and we were looking at some of the small buildings and stuff and talking about what looked nice and how to decorate stuff.
That was! When I discovered! The meaning of this trip!
Because a sales person came up to us and asked if we were the people he had an appointment with. To which C said yes and shook hands with the guy as they spoke about having spoken on the phone.
We walked over to this tank filled with these fish. Very pretty and nice looking and the man said these were the betta fish they had in and asked C what sort of tank they had set up. C spoke with him about the specifics as I leaned closer to K and asked him if they were getting a fish.
K had grinned and said "Actually. You are getting a fish!"
I had looked at him confused and he just grinned as he said it would be nice to have more decoration in my room, which I admit is spares, and that the light of the water would work well against my night terrors because it gives off light and I mentioned I liked fish and I had wondered if I wanted a pet.
I was still in shock as he grinned and said it was my birthday present. And no matter what I said that it wasn't needed he would not listen!
At this point C was done talking to the man and he redirected the guy's attention to me! I spoke a bit with him and he mentioned which were my options. I glanced at my friends and reminded them that I did not have a tank. Much less one set up to have the right conditions for the fish!
C proudly shared that I did have a tank. That it was the thing that D asked to stash in my room for a bit.
In my defence!! It happens a bunch to all of us! If D's room gets too full he will ask to stash something for a bit as he cleans and organises his room again. I just! didn't check what was under the sheet because it was rude!
So I could pick out a fish...
I had a yellow betta fish now. Her name is Mango.
But yeah. I am sitting on my room, two weeks later. Staring at my fish tank with my fish in it. Which I just finished feeding and I am just watching the little creature swim around and...
What does it mean when your roommates gift you a fish?
hi N!! Sorry I just binge read all of your posts here hehe
that's so cute!!
anyways, my question is: what's your favorite part of living with the poly?
i'm so curious!!!
-Cake 🍰
Hello Cake,
Oh it is alright. I guess I should expect some people finding my posts later and reading them.
I don't have one favourite part? There are many things I enjoy from being near them and living with them. Just naming one thing seems too little. But if I had to pick one? I supose I just like how safe I feel with them.
Sorry you had to deal with that, but Im glad C was around to help. You've found some really good friends in K, H, C, an D. So I have 2 questions.
1. Sounds like C was still pretty... awkward around you after the incident has he gotten more comfortable since?
2. Do you write these posts in your room/ while the others are out? Has any of them almost caught you working on a post?
That might technically be 3, but the last 2 are kind of the same thought process 😅.
- DateTheRoomMate
Hello DateTheRoomMate,
I luckily didn't end up hurt thanks to C. I agree they are amazing friends and I am so very lucky to know them.
I don't mind the questions so no worries.
1. C was still a little awkward. But that is also just, partly who he is? He wasn't as much awkward as we just weren't used to each other being near each other. We are a surprisingly amount alike and in this case it clashes slightly.
2. I write these posts in my room. And I always log out of the account I use to post before I leave my room with my laptop.
3. They don't just rush into my room. They know I value my privacy. Unless there is an emergency of course.
Hi, Inco! It's been so long since I last read your situation update, I hope you're doing well.
Oh, no, that's a horrible thing to happened. I'm so glad to know that you managed to find C. I myself have been in similar situation so I understand how terrifying it was to experience.
My question is not about that, however. I don't know if other users already ask this but what if they (K, D, H, C) find out about these posts? You might post them anonymously but to be completely honest these stories were kinda obvious and on the nose; if one of the come across your posts they might recognize it immediately. Have you ever thought about such possibility?
Still rooting for you,
- 'lara
Hello 'lara,
I am sorry to hear you have been in similar situations. I hope you are well and people were there to help and protect you. I had been very lucky with the friends I have and them being willing to help me.
Oh right. I must admit that when I first posted my problem I was worried about this exact situation.
But now I don't worry about it anymore. Mostly because... well...
C and H just, don't use the internet. I know. It sounds insane. But they don't. Aside from email and school stuff. That is it. Neither of them ever use the internet beyond that. And if either of them wishes to buy anything that isn't in stores? They don't even bother to order it online. It is strange but it is so them. They are very in the here and now. I think it has to do with having fought in a war.
K is not a worry. He does hang around the internet but that is exclusively to look at funny cat videos.
D is the most on the internet. But he mostly just stays in the true crime corner and in the DnD community.
Not to forget that this very site I am using for these posts is very big and my posts aren't even that popular. There is only like... oh wow there is like over 40 of you following these silly posts... anyway. There are many, many, people using this site. The chance that any of those 40 is any of them is very small.
It's not less sweet. It's so not less sweet. Cross is so awesome and that was wholesome and you also were really smart amd brave and- waaaaaaaaaaaaaah T^T
Too wholesome
I love your stories sm
- BlueAnon
(I am going to assume you meant to type C instead of Cross and so I will answer it like you typed C)
Hello BlueAnon.
I am not sure about this being sweet in anyway. But I agree that C is awesome... I don't know about me being smart or brave. I was panicking badly and just wanted to get to one of my friends.
I... think thank you for liking my stories? I don't really see them as that as well... they are my life? Anyway. Thank you?
Oh my stars! I'm so sorry you went through that, that sounds absolutely terrifying! In glad c was there to stop it from going in an even worse direction.
Hello,
Thank you for the empathy. It was terrifying in the moment but luckily nothing came out of it. Aside from the hospital visit that is. And quite a few bad memories and night terrors.
I am very glad C was there and protected me. I am still forever thankful for that.
That's kinda funny that C is the "protector" and the rest are kinda.... Forcing love onto him (forcing as in he wouldn't do it otherwise)
(I am assuming you are asking this me as in Author me hihi. And what can I say? They all have different personalities and different ways of showing they care <3)
Hello, I am back. With the, probably, expected last part of this little series.
When I realised I was friends with C.
This one is... Less funny or... sweet as some of you have been calling it.
As I told before, in the start I did not get along with C. Mostly as he seemed to just move between courses willy nilly and he hardly took this amazing chance at college seriously. I was rather harsh about it before and I am not proud of that. I did apologise but at that point I figured friendship between C and me was out of the question.
The feeling had seemed mutual to me. C and I had nothing in common and he hardly remained inside. He would still sit with me when I was with the others but that was probably because of the others. K always told me that C was just too serious and had a resting bitch face, again K's words.
Anyway. We were pretty much just. Existing in the same general area but that was it. That was at least what I thought.
A while ago, we all passed our exams with flying colours. The plan was to go celebrate with some drinks. I had been unsure as I hardly drink but it seemed like fun. The exams had been stressful and I would have time off the next day. Maybe a night out would have been fun.
And it was fun! We walked the busy street together, the lights were just enchanting. All of us had gotten a bit dressed up and the others had looked very good and fashionable.
We were at the fifth club and D and K were dancing somewhere together. H had gone to get more snacks and C had been a bit further off as some girls had been talking to him. I had remained by our table and had been relaxing with the music.
It wasn't until I took a few sips of my drink that I realised something was terrible wrong. The drink tasted different. I prefer sweet drinks by a lot and this one now had a bitter aftertaste. I immediantly felt panic as I searched the crowd. I couldn't see D and K by the dancing people. The bar was absolutely crowded and H was somewhere in there and the thought of being near more people made me sick. I caught the sight of C's back in the distance but hesitated. Again, we aren't close and I just wasn't sure.
Then these guys showed up. I knew of them from back in the dorms and they even invited me to move in with them in the dorm rooms. But again, even back then, I had zero interest in ending up on the news as I did not know them. They were asking me what was wrong and if I needed to leave. Alarm bells went off in my mind and I just, rushed past them into the direction I last saw C. Even if we weren't close or even friends. Even if he only dealt with me because I was friends with the others, he is safe.
My vision had already started to grow hazy and spin when I ran into a familiar jacket. C had looked confused at me as I just snatched his jacket and refused to let go. He asked me what was wrong and his voice started to sound further and further away. I told him 'I think my drink was drugged and that I needed help.'. My speech was slurred at that point but he must have understood enough because he just put an arm around my shoulders and he started to like, look around and scan the area with his eyes.
That is when those guys caught up with me and they spoke with C. Saying they were my friends from the dorm and that it would be best they took me back to my room. Make sure I got home safely. I just kept shaking my head as I pushed closer to C. My throat felt swollen and my body was starting to shake but I refused to let go. C pretty much told them to piss off and that they were not taking me anywhere.
I don't know exactly how but I think one of the guys left the situation to get the barkeep. Because this man joined us and pretty much told C to let go of me and let me return to my friends. C then told that guy to, also, piss off as he was not leaving me alone with these assholes. And that if he wanted C to leave he best call the cops and an ambulance.
I guess the whole military thing gave him this vibe because the barkeep, or maybe it was a bouncer, did not argue and just called the cops and ambulance.
We evenutally moved to the exit to get fresh air but my legs got weak but C just kept me upright and rubbed my back. There were flashing lights and there people moved me into the ambulance and that is when I blacked out fully.
I woke back up in the hospital. With C sitting on a chair next to my bed. Arms crossed while glaring at the cop who was also in the room. The cop made C leave but C just left the room and stood right outside, looking in through the window.
The cop asked me some questions. What happened and who C was. I pretty much said that C was the friend of my friends. That I couldn't find them so I rushed to C's side when I started to feel off. I told him about how these guys I hardly knew got way too invested in getting me somewhere else and I panicked. The cop took notes and then he asked me who my friends were and who I wanted to allow in this room. I told him K, D and H as well as C outside. The cop took notes and nodded as he went to talk with the nurses. As soon as he left C came back in and sat back down next to me.
I thanked him and he shrugged. Said it was the right thing to do. But then he asked me why I came to him of all people. I told him the truth. I knew he was safe. That even if he didn't like me or couldn't stand me. That he would keep me safe when I was unwell.
He looked shocked before muttering that he didn't feel like that about me. That he just... isn't good at connecting with people. I had stared at him confused as I reminded him he is dating three people. He had laughed and rubbed his neck when he admitted they did most of the work on that. I laughed with him and thanked him again, and then apologised for misjudging him again.
He shrugged and said that I trusted him and felt safe with him. That was the important part and I had been right on that.
Pretty much soon after that K, D and H rushed into the room. Spoke with me and told me that they hadn't been allowed access as long as I hadn't been awake and they apologised for not being there but I shrugged and said C had been there. Only to realise he had left. When I looked confused D muttered that C had been the only one allowed in the room, mostly because he refused to leave, and that no one had been able to remove him.
C returned a bit later. Having freshend himself up with a sink and got us food.
As for the guys who drugged me? Well. The cops took care of them and they were kicked out of college and the dorms. No idea were they are now but I never leave the side of one of my friends when we go out now.
So yeah. Less happy story but that is when I realised that C and I were very much friends.