Headcanons, oneshots, stupid stories. Just for when I get a random idea. AS OF 3RD MARCH 2020 So this turned into nonsense and it's not got a lot of dhmis in it anymore- I'll try to do more, but if you aren't willing to hear me complain about my life then don't read it ;-;

These are the regular struggles of living as a trans male (Female to Male) in these past few years.

Just a bunch of one shots. I like digitaltime and i was sad to see that people don't ship it that much. So i decided to make one. I know i'm sooo late for this but i hope you find this enjoyable anyways. The art belongs to rightful owners. DHMIS DOES NOT BELONG TO ME. THEY BELONG TO BECKY SLOAN AND JOSEPH PELLING ( im just a fan ) bye!

A group of people who've heard about this legend get called to go and see for it for themselves. A journey through the vines, trees, grass, and a bunch of cabins to go to one abandoned church. All with following a Violin, the echo of the notes ringing in their ears. Though this seems like torture, they know they'll get the benefit in the end. Will it be a simple wish come true? Or will they meet the one who plays?

Experience the telling tale of mamama amama,ammamamamam maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, mamama amama,ammamamamam maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa is a mam who is on an adventure to cure the world of balls, you and mamama amama,ammamamamam maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, will experiance what it truely means to be apart of the maaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA family.

I just made this for fun lol Warning: Lots of cringe

It was always the same dream: a weird kitchen and the eternal singing objects, this time a spinach can and a giant piece of meat. He would try to warn his friends, but they couldn't even remember him... TW for language and (surprise!) gore

Welcome to the trash house!...........again