Yesterday really hit me in the face and I was rendered perfectly unable to write xD So, a day late again, I present to you: Shadow is unable to not make things angsty Day 8: Snow
Dust and Horror stood at the window, looking out while Cross tried to get a peek as well, jumping around behind them.
“Woah!”, he exclaimed as he finally saw what had the other two so excited. “This is the first time I saw it snow here!”
“Same for us”, Horror chimed.
“It’s so much already, it must’ve snowed through the whole night”, Dust stated.
“Well”, Killer laughed as he hugged all of them from behind, “You know what that means, right?”
Cross wanted to ask where Killer came from, but was interrupted by Dust and Horror running off while screaming they wouldn’t loose. Killer grabbed Cross by the arm and dragged him out to the yard as well.
Nightmare sat on the roof, looking at the spectacle that unfolded on the castle’s yard in front of him. His boys were having fun and the corners of his mouth *almost* curved upwards. But as fast as the moment came it vanished again as well and he wore his usual frown again. His mind was wandering to directions he didn’t like.
“You’re thinking about him again, right?”, Killer asked, sitting down next to Nightmare. He must’ve teleported up there. “It’s the first time I saw snow here.”
“It’s the second time I see snow here”, Nightmare mumbled, still in thought. “He would’ve liked it.”
“You know it’s not too late for-”
“It is”, Nightmare interrupted him. “Five hundred years too late.” Nightmare looked off to the yard again where the remaining three were still throwing snowballs at each other. “It doesn’t matter anyway”, he said. “I have all I could ever ask for.”
“Liar”, Killer huffed. “We are not enough, it’s obvious. Not enough to distract you from the bond that ties you to him. You want him, Nightmare. You need him. Like a flower needs the rain and the sun. You are drawn to him like the night is to the day, the sun to the moon. You can’t have one without the other. I’m sure he feels it too.”
“I’ve been hunting him down ever since he woke up”, Nightmare sighed. “Nothing I can do could ever make it up to him.”
“He’s been trying to talk to you, reconcile even-”, Killer stopped for a moment as he watched Nightmare crawl into himself. He sighed. “He hasn’t stopped trying even a single time. Consider it”, Killer said and stood up again.
He teleport es back down to join the ongoing snowball fight, but not before he said one last thing.
“I’m sure it’s what he wants as well, playing in the snow with you.”
been running through gallery, so here’s a silly killer selfie i made like a year ago but never shared
this murderous but also a very romantic guy™ is by rahafwabas
Dang, this chain all the AUs that evolved from the original post are so awesome?? Everyone’s ideas, and styles, and everything are just amazing! I got really inspired, so here’s a little something
What if...
Nightmare first posessed Dream for fun, but it turned out he couldn’t leave his brother’s body. The last golden apple couldn’t defeat Nightmare, but it was strong enough to keep him trapped in Dream’s body. In this state, Nightmare was way less harmful to the others, so Dream refused to do anything about it, even though each day was a torture for him. (I guess being possessed does not feel very nice, especially when the demon is angry with you?)
Cross hated to see Dream suffer, and he offered help. He begged Dream to try and do something. They spent days in search of a ritual powerful enough to get rid of the demon. They found one. At least they thought so. The exorcism successfully managed to make Nightmare leave the body, but was not enough to banish him.
So here they are. After possessing and then killing the priest, the demon moved on to dealing with his dear brother’s soul.
I couldn’t help but use the idea of Cross being an exorcist who was called to get a demon out of Dream. ☆
Genocide Frisk/Chara vs the Sans AU’s that I could fit in this pic! :’D
boooyyy this has to be my biggest project yet lol
so many sans… ∠(:‘3 」∠)_
I tried my best to fit as many sans’ as I could but Dust and Horror took up majority of the pic ;u;
gosh I’m glad I finally finished this. The background kinda discouraged me to continue working on it because I hate drawing backgrounds which is why it took me like three months to finish this. ;u;
anyway I hope ya’ll enjoy this ridiculous pic, feel free to use this as a background if you want thefileisfuckingbig
I'm not dead! Just... I don't have free time (• ▽ •;) But... Here's something new! Yay!
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Chapter Two of Flora and Fauna’s story! I’m not really satisfied with how this turned out, but it’s a little better after editing. I thought I should go into the point of view of one of the elder twins, since their interactions with the younger twins is extremely important! (Dream’s involvement is kind of crucial to the story XD) I hope y’all enjoy the chapter!
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Axe: I have a plan
Sans: Does it involve us not getting into trouble?
Axe: I said I had a plan, not a miracle
Part 3 of Pigment’s Pride Month Comic!
YAAY
I want more excuse to draw Lust Sans i love him so much asdfghjkhgfdsfghj
For anyone who wants to start from the beginning here’s part 1!
And here’s part 2
Hey guys. So,,, it’s happening.
My parents are kicking me out.
I have until the end of December to find a new place to live. If not, I’ll be out on the streets, because they won’t let me stay, and I have nowhere else to go as of now.
I’m 19 years old. I’m a college sophomore in America, I’m thousands of dollars in debt with student loans, I have no job, no license, and no car.
When quarantine happened, I was laid off at my job. Since then, I haven’t been able to find another, despite my attempts. I have a little less than $100 to my name, thanks to my parents emptying my bank account to pay for this year’s tuition and class materials. It’s very likely that I won’t be able to continue my education due to all of this.
I thought I had more time. I’m terrified. Being homeless is the worst nightmare anyone ever has to face, and I don’t want to face it. I’m stuck, none of my applications for jobs have been accepted, I have no place to go, and I’m running out of time.
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Below the cut is… a list of things I have faced while living in my parents’ house. I’m including this in my post to… hopefully give whoever looks a sense of what kind of people my parents are.
(TW for description of emotional, verbal, and physical abuse, sui// self h/rm mention):
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