Art Ft. Random Things (Old & Cringey)

Swadmare One-Shot

jazellezcupziv (I think that's what it is-) requested I do a Swadmare one-shot so I (of course-) said yes because at this point I think you know I'm obsessed with Swadmare--- Okay not the point. My point is:This was requested, I'll take care of it. The type of one-shot wasn't requested, but they just wanted a Swadmare one-shot. Also, thanks Jazellez :D

Warning: Stockholm Syndrome Swadmare and  (expect) swearing because I do that too much (if you haven't noticed-), maybe some lime- (Heads up:there is- when it says lime? go over that to where it says it's over if you don't want to read it.)

Nightmare's POV

I opened my eye to find myself in a room. The shadows hid in the corners  as the bright light above me shone. 'Where am I?' I thought, looking around. I hadn't realized my arms were chained up around my humerus on both arms and wrists until I tried to move them. 'What the hell?' 

"I see you're awake now." I turned my head toward the voice that came from the doorway. 'How did I not notice that open?' 

It was a skeleton with yellow wings and a floating circlet above his head. He wore grey pants and an orange jacket with (almost) pastel fluff around the edges of the sleeves and around the edge of the top of the jacket where the hood would be. He wore a shirt similar to Dream's except more towards an almost pastel green. He had a thing kind of like a badge  on his shirt with a white star in the center and pointed triangle-like edges encircling the circle the star's on.

"Where am I and who the fuck are you?" I hissed,  glaring at the newcomer- or should I say captor. He smiled and walked over, taking my chin in his hand and raising it so I'm looking him in his eyes. His left eye was completely orange and the other was yellow with an orange eye light. "No need to be so aggressive, Nightmare." He said, smiling. "Now as for where you are... You're at my castle." I rolled my eye light. "Alright... But that doesn't answer who you are." "The name's Swapdream...."

I looked at him, not trusting him. I could tell he felt my distrust and he kissed me. I couldn't pull back, just refused to kiss him in return. He let go after a bit, letting my chin go and taking a step back. "You'll learn to love me  back. Either way.." He materialized a collar in his hand and slipped it around my neck. 'What the fuck!?' I glared at him. "What's the collar for?" He hummed a bit and set his hand on my cheek, then started stroking it.  "It tracks your emotions and your location, m'love." 

I felt my anger boil up. I am not a fucking animal!! If I could, I'd punch this dumbass bird in the chest. Unfortunately, I can't due to the fact of my arms being chained up and the positivity weakening me. 

"I can feel you'd like to do something... Don't you, darling?" "That I'd like to do something? Of course I would!" I hissed again, hating the feeling of being chained up. I also hated that I liked him stroking my cheek. "I'll let the chains release you, considering you can't do much with all this positivity." He said, then backed up a couple of steps, snapping his fingers. 

The chains released my arms and I rubbed my wrists, incredibly pissed. He just laughed a bit and walked off and called over his shoulder:"You might want to come with me so I can show you around."  I reluctantly followed him because I knew he had a point. 

After I had been shown around, I was given permission to go do whatever. I went to his library and looked for his horror books and found some. I pulled one out and sat down in a beanbag chair and started reading it. I felt arms and wings wrap around me as I got to chapter 20. 'Really?' I thought and looked at Swapdream. "Hello, darling." I sighed, closing the book. "Hi, Swapdream..."