#ds crossmare

[lizzyflowers]

"Watcha lookin at?"

Everyone thank @reinas-corner for liking Swapmoss, if not i would've completely forgotten to do fanart of them!! Or draw them in the first place at all lol (˶˃𐃷˂˶)

⟡ Dreamwap by Onebizzarekai

[kexlmao]

Baking my long distance boy... well not distance... well u know, boyfriend

Manta Latina (una vez tuve una toalla así)

I haven't post in a while, not busy, just forgot I had tumblr, anyway, I might post something else, hehe

(bald part 2 in coming)

[evilforgood999]

How couples hold hands

Idk why, but I LOVE it when these two are constantly fighting

[slushysucksatart]

crashed out trying to draw dream yesterday so i cooled off witj swapmoss

idk if you can see it but i tried drawing nms hair in a different way and remembered its meant to go the other way so i changed it he looks a bit weird

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Warnings: Really bad Flirting... Fandom: Undertale (Dreamswap) Characters: DS Nightmare, DS Cross, and DS Error Credits: Dreamswap belongs to @//onebizarrekai Word Count: 310 words

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“Who has two purple eye lights and always looks stunning?”

It was at a brief moment when Nightmare finally realized what Cross was trying to do. He had no idea how long it took for him to realize it, but he did eventually after a moment. Honestly, he’s a little disappointed in himself. 

Cross stared at him, stared at him with his stupid smirk planted on his face while waiting for a response. He wasn’t all too good at flirting, he for a fact knew that for himself due to how many times he’s practiced in the mirror. But in spite of it all, he still does it.

“Uhm…” Night felt a surge of heatiness rise to both of his cheeks. A feeling in his chest as his soul gradually started beating faster. “Who?” He questioned.

“The one in front of me.” Cross replied, giving him a wide smirky grin once he responded.

Nightmare scanned his face to try and sense anything, or at least feel anything. But his eyes were moved from Cross’s eyes to his lips…

His lips. Oh god his lips.

“Hey, quit your flirting and start cleaning the kitchen you two.” Nightmare turned to whoever said that, which was Error. He couldn’t help but feel relieved that he came in.

“Yeah yeah we know.” Cross grumbled, giving Error a dismissive wave before going back to sweeping the kitchen floor.

Nightmare cleared his throat, using the wet cloth in his hand to wipe the counter. His face, still heated up from that godforsaken stupid flirt. He didn’t know how to wipe it off of his face, but he wished he did. As he continued to wipe the counter, he’d occasionally hear a few chuckles from Cross, to which he would huff in slight embarrassment, knowing what he was laughing at.

Pride is gone for now. Plan revenge.

[lizzyflowers]

Preparing For Our Picnic [warm-up]

Pairing : Swapmoss [DS Nightmare/DS Cross] Length : 700 words Content : Fluff / Domestic Fluff / Romantic Fluff AO3 : Preparing For Our Picnic Summary : Just a short drabble about Nightmare preparing food for a picnic date Cross and him are going to have.

Light filtered through the sheer curtains of the window, casting the room in a soft glow as the sun began to wake. The smell of lettuce, sliced ham, and other fresh ingredients danced within the kitchen. Soft white bread slices laid atop the wooden cutting board neatly as deft phalanges placed the fillings of a hearty sandwich, placing the other slice of bread on top to finish it off. A soft melodic tune hummed from Nightmare as he prepared the meals of the picnic he and Cross had planned. 

The other skeleton had suggested the picnic on a random day, it went something along the lines of… 

“Just a nice picnic out, with you and me!” Cross said aloud, face slightly flushed, his cheeks dusted with a faint red. Nervousness radiating off of him in waves that Nightmare could easily pick up on, even without his empathetic powers. 

“So it’s a date?” He asked, smiling at the nervous wreck in front of him, subtly teasing the monochromatic one.

“U-Uhm… yeah!!” Cross stuttered out, jittering with excitement. 

Nightmare chuckled to himself, looking back at the memory fondly. 

Cross needn’t be so nervous with him. Their relationship was new, yes, but he’d been pretty open with Cross’ suggestions so far. Nightmare had made it clear that if he didn’t like anything, he’d tell the other. Yet, Cross had been cautious, overly so, in his humble opinion. They’ve been friends for a pretty long time before this, so seeing him act so nervous and hesitant with his approaches was something else in itself.

Well… Nightmare guesses he doesn’t mind. Though he did prefer his bold and brazen friend, Cross does look pretty cute when he gets so shy. He caught himself smiling as he cut up the sandwiches, the preparations coming to a close.

Steady footsteps approached from behind, a presence made itself known as gentle arms wrapped him from behind. He giggled as his neck was nuzzled from the taller skeleton.

“Hi Cross,” he greeted, his voice warm, filled with affection and endearment. Turning his skull and pressing a soft kiss on the taller’s cheekbones.

“Hi…” The other greeted back, tone soft and groggy from sleep, burying his face into the crook of Nightmare’s neck. His shoulders raised from the contact, it tickled a bit. 

“Pfft, you’re so clingy in the morning. Go take a shower and get ready ya doofus.” A dismayed and tired ‘nooo’ grumbled out from beside him, close in proximity. “Do I have to??” A sad and puppy-like pout graced Cross' face as he looked up at Nightmare, pleading eyelights look at him in mercy. Nightmare rolled his eyes, grinning and playfully shrugging Cross off, making the other let out even more sorrowful noises.

“Do you even remember what we have today?” He questioned, focusing back on the cutting board and resuming his previous actions. The plastic ziploc bag crinkled as he stuffed the sliced sandwiches inside, zipping it up and placing the packet in the picnic basket, which Cross swore up and down that he bought with his money this time. 

Right, like that kleptomaniac had any self-restraint. But he decided to give Cross the benefit of the doubt just one this time.

“Uhh… did we have anything planned today?” Cross anxiously asked, fiddling with his fingers and looking terribly lost. Goodness, how did he fall for this lovable himbo of an idiot? Who is he kidding, he shares the same brain cell as this guy, of course he loves him. Who wouldn’t love that face?

Nightmare looked back and gave Cross a questioning look that said ‘really?’, before asking him, “did you get so excited you couldn’t sleep, so you went to bed late and forgot the moment you woke up?” 

“Errmm…”

“You did, didn’t you?”

“Y- You know what yeah, yeah I did.”

Nightmare snorted and laughed, shaking his head in exasperation before reminding Cross about the picnic. “IT’S TODAY?!?!!” Cross loudly exclaimed, hands on the sides of his skull as the shock and panic shot through him. “I’ll get ready!!” He yelled while frantically running off to the bathroom, before promptly running back out to grab his towel from his bedroom.

Nightmare snickered, finishing up the basket while telling the other to be careful and not trip on himself.

[lizzyflowers]

Swapmoss for @reinas-corner because i accidentally made them cry by reading one of my fics, oopsie :3

I'LL WRITE FLUFF OF THEM SOON TRUST

[evilforgood999]

Cross: You are the best thing that has ever happened in my life!

Nightmare: I'm sorry for you.