#my dhmis au

[zoegotmods]

Character designs for my unnamed dhmis au. Short stories for each design under the cut

Silence, it was never silent. When it was, is wasn't good. Everything just stopped, the singing, the teachers blinking in and out of existence, everything. No teachers no songs and no lights, this terrifying Doi.

"Now" he realized with a shaky breath, it was dark, the floorboards creaked under his foot as he slid off his bed. "I gotta get out of here." As quickly as he could, he changed out of his stripped pj's and back into his shirt and overalls, grabbing two different socks in his haste. "No time to waste" he mumbles.

He walked around to the red bed, crouching he found the old satchel Harry used to use when they went to the park. The grey bg fit surprisingly snugly, as he found some supplies he may need, half full water bottle, two apples, anything edible within the room.

Doi took one last look around the room, he was getting out, finally, his legs seemed to move on their own backing him into the door of freedom. Turning to the door he grabbed the handle.

"What happened, why aren't you in there?" He freezes. That was the talking page thing, sketchbook was it? It didn't matter, Doi wasn't alone, he quickly locked the door maybe they couldn't get in that way, a big clang rang throughout the house. He had to leave NOW.

"He locked the door" a loud whisper sighed out, "come on friend, please open up." The baby pigeon used a soothing voice, which had the opposite affect, only making Doi's heart race.

He backed up further into the room, there's no escape. Less and less oxygen crawls through the air for his lungs to eat up, this is the end, there's no escape. The moonlight drenched the boy in the middle of the room, from the window. Wait the window... that's it!

He took one last glance at the wooden door, which groaned at each attempt to break it down, before swiftly making his way to the pane of glass. Glancing out, he realized the ground was further away on the second floor, the window seemed to mock his stupidity.

With every second the door got closer to shattering, Doi had to make a decision fast, this was his only chance. He let out a deep breath taking steps back to the parallel wall.

"One," his heart was running a marathon in his ears, the door was cracking.

"Two," he planted his foot and hands against the wall, the door buckled closer with each loud bang.

"Three!" Ripping away from the wall just as the door bursts open, he springs up, eyes closed, smashing the glass to peices.

He groaned feeling something painfully soft underneath him, as he came forth from darkness.

"Get....UP." He dragged his body up forcing his limbs to move, bolting into the trees and growth surrounding the house, ignoring the pain, the blinding moonlight, and the shouts and curses from behind. He ran.

It was early in the afternoon, the sun shining happily in the sky when he finally stumbled across a second town. His cloudy eyes glanced up to the proud sign displayed with calm grey writing. 'Welcome to clayhill!' Doi had never heard of this town, but somehow he felt safer than the first town he came upon.

He carefully walked through the crowded streets, running into and tripping over people barging past. The town he encountered was named 'Arcwood', filled with residents who looked glum, filled with hatred and looking for trouble, Doi felt out of place.

His stomach growled in protest, the two apples he could find only lasted two of the four days he had run. He happened to find a fruit booth filled with colorful fruits which stood out against the crab like man selling them.

"HEY," The crab man yelled, Doi was pushed to the side as a rabbit looking figure holding a green fruit darted past. The crab man followed holding a large metal poll, grumbling unhappily.

Doi's stomach urged him to quickly grab a ruby red apple before running in the other direction, he knew he didn't want to stay there.

Doi held his stomach painfully, aches filling his whole body, desperate for rest. He barely stopped moving throughout the time he got away from the house and it showed. He slowly limped on the sidewalk, keeping his head down as he weaves through the few other people out in the sun.

People stared as he limped past, the boy was covered in dirt, mud, and other grime to which many onlookers stopped and grimaced at. His knees were scratched up, blue hair a mess, tears threatened to spill as he hunched in on himself.

Glancing around lazily, Doi slowly realized the townsfolk were looking at him, eyes gone wide, mouths opening and closing as if their vocal cords were threatening to break.

A red bird wearing a sweater hastefully whispered to the smaller rabbit who quickly hopped away.

Doi, nervously looked away, eyes catching a poster filled bulletin board, sitting innocently outside a funny looking building that screamed important.

Using the board to hold his shaking legs, he scanned each poster, before his eyes caught onto his own, staring back with a smile. His heart dropped to his shoes, the words 'missing' were scribbled in big blocky red text under the photo.

"What," he couldn't move, his legs wobbled more as he read on. "MISSING, last seen June 19th 3:45 p.m, wearing a flaxen t-shirt under light blue overalls. Blue hair, yellow skin. If found-" the wors blurred together as the tears slowly built up, he dropped to the ground.

His knees burned at the harsh contact, he was so tired, his eye lids were so heavy. He was so confused, fear wavered through every muscle in his body as he looked back up. The smiling boy on the poster seemed so far away now, he had been missing, for how long?

The crowd watching acted quickly. Three adults approached the shaking boy, a kind woman kneeled down beside him talking sweetly as he unknowingly leaned into her gentle touch. He didn't realize how cold he was.

Another man, who looked to be in his twenties, held a straw up to his dry lips, the woman rocking Doi, gently opened his mouth. The cool water shocked him at first, even so his senses eagerly activated as he drank, all his before thoughts, gone. He desperately held onto the woman, her hand rubbed his back soothingly in return.

More and more people of all different species huddled up, talking quietly asking questions, and giving advice. Something warm was placed on his forehead, a man with shiny antlers gently rubbed at his face removing the dirt and grime that coated his skin.

His eyes finally closed as he let the dam break, watery tears fell, he was safe.

The smell of freshly baked bread was always a nice smell to wake up to. Doi slowly opened his eyes, letting them adjust to the rays of sun pouring in through the window. He sat up, stretched with a big yawn, and jumped out of bed.

He was quick, he knew this routine well. Changing out of his stripped pajamas, he put on a green shirt, blue overalls and lastly his socks and shoes.

He sped walked to the door, grabbing the large brown messenger bag held on a bronze hook. Placing it over his head he took a step back to admire his work in the mirror. With one final nod, he opened the door and jogged out.

Running down the corridor to the set of stairs. He jumped on the railing and slid down, barely containing the laughter building in his throat as he rushed down them, his blue hair wildly following behind.

"Donnie!" Someone grabbed his shoulders as he tumbled at the bottom of the steps, the yellow hands steadied him before pinching his cheek softly. "What have I told you about sliding on the banister?"

The woman gave him a stern look, her blue hair tied in a neat bun, green eyes staring through his very soul, still he giggled between words.

"That i could slip and-ow, fall?" He replied, shaking out of the grip and rubbing his face.

"Hmm," she smiled after a second, scooping Doi up and walking over to the dining area. A few of the early birds were up and ready for the day, reoccurring ones, and bright new faces were sat at various tables around the cafe.

Some chatted about their plans, some watched the news on the telly's set up around the room, and others just ate in silence, or half asleep.

The woman moved around the counter and into the kitchen, Doi saying hello to some of the people he recognized, before being plopped into a chair.

"Now eat up kid, you don't want to be late." She placed a plate of fresh bread with apple jam, and Doi smiled.

Eating quickly he hopped up, pushed his chair in, and rushed out of the kitchen, around the counter and to the front door. He paused the doors bell chiming its melody. He turned around.

"Bye mom!" He waved energetic at his mother behind the counter taking someone's order.

She looked up with a warm smile, "have fun sweetie." She said before quickly adding "take your sweater okay?"

Rolling his eyes in fake annoyance, he ran back, grabbing his flaxen colored sweater, and tied it around his waist. He rushed out of the Cafe into the warm sun, shading his eyes as he smiled.

[dhmis-autism]

been thinking about them lately ok

[spidwed]

what if they were brothers (i made this idea like 2 yrs ago n i think it’s cute so i’m bringing it back 🔥) also i am on a epic art stream heh 😈

[luvsscribblez]

I’ve been thinking about an AU I have that features various horror media involving puppets so I have some incorrect quote redraws.

More under the cut

They’re so sillay

[angelxd-3303]

Redrew a piece I did ages ago as a fun exercise. This is a scene from my dhmis fanfic, one of my favorites.

Original:

[skittikyu]

"Sounds between 170-200 dB are so intense that they can cause lethal issues like pulmonary embolisms, pulmonary contusions, or even burst lungs. As for exploding heads, you can expect that from sounds above 240 dB. However, such high intensity sounds are very rare."

(tadc carnival AU belongs to @/sm-baby !)

[nanacuyin]

Psss. Iba a dibujar a bodoque como Red guy y a Tulio como a Duck, pero me di cuenta de eso a medio dibujo

Aunque Policarpo acarrea la publicación.

[yummycrummy]

Would you join him? 🥩🍖

[moomeecore]

the guy from the show you know the one

[sillysadduck]

Your drawings abt yellow having to crawl bc it hurts too much to walk stabbed me in the heart. over and over and over and over. I hope you're proud of yourself >:(

So now I come to you with this. You can draw it if you want or not, I just want to propose the concept. Yellow with mobility aids! Crutches, a cane, a wheelchair, idk but I just think it would be good (especially bc he's always getting hurt too)

YOUR BRAIN IS SO BIG.

I HAD TO DRAW THIS IMMEDIATELY (I have other anon with the concept so I'll post more about it later, I love it <:D)

[thecultoflove]

the l(obotomy)ve cult

[holidaybrews]

can we get much higher so high oh oh oh

[luvsscribblez]

Scout and the five demons

Aka that time the squad visited Scout at her part time job at a cafe.

Featuring a guest appearance! Nimrod Stew who belongs to @weevmo! I love this little guy so much I wanna draw him more :)

Poor Wally I still love you too. Wally belongs to @partycoffin.

Birdie is an honorary member of the squad because she deals with enough horrors as is (and because I say so lol)

[angelxd-3303]

*jumpscares you with content for a fandom I haven't posted for in almost two years*

Hyperfixation has fully taken over, I apologize in advance. Save me fluffy puppets. Fluffy puppets, save me.

[lowkeiloki]

at first i was like "what if i gave all the miscoloured puppets their own personalities and create an au for them to have their own story" as a joke

but man... i dont think its a joke anymore

ok hear me out

the idea was that the YT dhmis and TV dhmis were two seperate universes, in YT the house is controlled by roy and in TV by lesley. at the end of YT series the main students and the miscoloured students swap places.

so during the whole TV series the miscoloured puppets were going through the same things except the teachers were much more wicked (bc roy is arguably a lot more diabolical than lesley)

maybe a dumb setup, but it gives the miscoloured puppets a reason to exsist and something to do

[sug4rst1ckzz]

collection of sillies i drew for requests on insta :333 aheemheem i love these goobers

ocs n design owners: @/thecultoflove @/doviefudge @/alternaterefrain @/reapy_may (instagram)

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