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hezuart · 2 months
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How are things going with the little nightmares channel change comic? Are you almost done with the continuation or are you just busy with your other projects? P.s. I really love how much you've done with rk/seven, him getting his happy ending with mono and getting the partner/friend he deserved got me emotional. (Seven is my favorite little nightmares character).
I'm super busy with IRL, other projects, AND LN channel change comic. I'm at least glad you're still excited for it! Seven and Mono are my favorites too hehehehe <3 Good news, I have started to line it. Bad news... the finale is gonna have to be split into... what I believe to be... 3 parts. Maybe even 4. Neutral news... part 1 is being lined now!
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ritahayworrth · 1 year
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TYRONE POWER in Nightmare Alley (1947) dir. Edmund Goulding
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phoebepheebsphibs · 5 months
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I've been extremely busy with a thousand commissions so I haven't been able to post any new art...
BUT! I am working on trying to finish up part 4 of my Draxum's Nightmare comic! Here is sneaky peeky.... 👀
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lunzi0 · 4 months
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Little sneak peeks of my first few pages of my comic!!
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imtrashraccoon · 26 days
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I don't know why, but inspiration always seems to strike me at such inconvenient times... Like when I have a headache/migraine...
So enjoy this little Part 2 of sorts to a post I made like two months ago!
Headache Help
Underfell: feat. Crimson (Sans), Scar (Papyrus, I previously called him Scarlet), & Violet (Reader)
The sound of the front door closing startled you awake but the bony hand on your back helped ground you in the moment again.
"Ugh, Did You Two Seriously Laze Around The Whole Time? I Was Gone For More Than Five Hours!" Scar huffed as he strode over to your spot on the couch.
You hissed and recoiled further into Crimson's arms as the volume of the taller brother's voice sent a painful throb through your head.
Crimson tisked and rubbed soothing circles into your shoulders with his knuckles. "keep it down, will ya bro? sweetheart had a rough night and has had a headache all day."
"Oh." Scar's expression softened and he crouched down to be a bit more on your level. "You Should Have Told Me During Breakfast. I Would Have Helped If I Could, Violet." He smiled and lightly stroked your forehead with his thumb.
"I thought it would go away," you murmured. "It was worse before Crimson started helping..."
The aforementioned skeleton chuckled and leaned over to press a kiss against your cheek. " 's a great excuse to laze around all day with my favorite human..."
"Well... I Suppose I Can Let It Slide This Time," Scar started to say. "But Only Because I Care For Both Of You."
You couldn't help but giggle, although you immediately regretted it. Scar just looked so funny when he tried to act like he was letting you get away with being lazy. It was too bad that even smiling too much hurt right now.
"if ya want to help, why don't ya make her some more tea?" Crimson suggested.
"Fine, So Long As You Make Room On The Couch For Me."
"sure."
You quietly watched Scar disappear into the kitchen. It looked like you wouldn't be getting up anytime soon now that both brothers knew you weren't feeling well. It was a bit embarrassing to be doted over but you had to admit that the extra attention was nice.
Crimson shifted over towards the armrest and set you in the middle of the couch. You knew he was just keeping his end of the deal, but that didn't stop you from letting out a quiet whimper of protest when his arms left you.
He chuckled as he snaked his arm around your waist and nuzzled against your scalp. " 'm not goin' anywhere, sweetheart..." he purred.
You felt your cheeks heat up, especially when he gave your thigh a slight squeeze. While they slightly pressed into your skin, you knew he was being especially careful with his claws so as to not hurt you. It was kind of sweet that a big, scary guy like him could be so gentle.
The Nightmare of Apathy: feat. Nightmare, Baggs, and Aylin
"you seem out of sorts today. what's bothering you?"
You grumbled and forced yourself to raise your head from where you'd been resting it in your arms on the dining table.
"I'm dealing with a headache," you muttered. It was hard to actually look at the doctor for longer than a few seconds without squinting from the light in the room.
Baggs made a tisk sound and rolled his eyelights. "tell me about it... has killer been pestering you as well?"
You rubbed at your eyes with one hand and waved him off with the other. "No, no more than usual..."
"you sure? cause i'll have a few words with him if you want me to. wait... you meant you have an actual headache, right?"
You nodded wordlessly.
His bonebrows pinched together with concern. "oh darling, i'm sorry to hear that. if you can eat, i can get you something for the pain if you like."
"Please...it feels like my head's gonna explode," you hissed.
"Now wouldn't that be a shame~"
You almost jumped at the sound of Nightmare's velvety voice in your ear. When you glanced over your shoulder at him, he pressed a gentle kiss against your forehead.
"I was starting to wonder where you were. Are you alright, dear?" he asked.
You sighed and shook your head. "Sorry, I stayed up too late and now I'm suffering the consequences..."
Baggs made a sound of clearing his throat. "i'm sure Horror wouldn't mind whipping up something for you. i'll go find him and be back in a bit, okay?"
You nodded and went back to burying your face in your arms.
Nightmare pulled out a chair and sat down next to you. "Would you like me to help you feel better?" he asked in a soft voice.
Before you could properly answer, he wrapped his arms around your shoulders in a warm hug. He even added one of his tendrils to the embrace, letting it coil around your waist. He didn't do this very often, but almost instantaneously, you felt the negativity begin to ebb away.
It was kind of handy actually, dating a god who was so attentive to your emotions and could fix things in a matter of moments. Although, it was a good thing that he also knew how to do it subtly, to avoid the numbness that followed whenever he siphoned off your emotions like this.
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nerdy-prude · 4 months
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A lil sneak peek from a project I am working on 🤫
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cittythekitten · 13 days
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Lore??? Undertale by Toby Fox Nightmare by Joku Abyss Saber by Meta-Kazkz CAREFREE by me
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lunasilvis · 7 months
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Tomorrow is 8 years since my mom's passing. What a time. And how unrecognizingly different everything is now.
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mastermadness · 6 days
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Sneak of what I was working on (Turi ip ip)
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bridgeportbritt · 1 year
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laupiehouppette · 6 months
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And 2 more! sneak peek! Go go go!
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rig-a-rendal · 1 year
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either no one remembers [last episode], or none of it happened. not that it matters. some other plotline will always show up - and as soon as that happens, they have to start over.
they’re never going to Make It.
they can't. that’s the point.
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roughentumble · 9 months
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ok i can see why i didnt remember anything about her vampire boyfriend, because their conversations were exceedingly empty and vapid, but quite honestly i didnt even mind. partially nostalgia, partially just general fondness i already had for the book, but also partially... i just think they were very accurate teens that instantly had a crush on each other for both being goth, despite never saying a word to each other. they didnt know what to say. they stuttered. their conversations were surface-level.
i dunno. i dont think i can in good conscious recommend the book to anyone else, but im just so deeply fond. im gonna have to look for the other books in the series
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imtrashraccoon · 5 months
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Hey
Hey you... Wanna sneak peek of my next oneshot?
Yes?
No?
Too bad! Unless you said yes lol.
You weren't afraid of the dark per say; you and every other child growing up had quickly squashed that fear early, but it was what lurked in the dark...or what could. While wild animals would certainly be something to fear, a far greater evil dwelled in the shadows. One who no one dared to speak his name carelessly lest his anger be turned on them.
Even just the thought of his name sent shivers down your spine, for good reason too. He was a god, the Lord of Dusk and Shadows, and the ruler of this cursed world. His word was absolute and he ruled through fear and an iron fist.
Lord Nightmare.
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sky-neverending · 10 months
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sneak peek of the last chapter of this fic 👀
Wylan smiled as the sun shone through the window of the Slat, into the bedroom he shared with Jesper. He let out a heavy breath, glad to be back somewhere familiar, somewhere safe.
Reaching out a hand, he searched for the warmth of Jesper’s body beside him. But his fingers only glazed over the cool mattress, leaving him grasping at the sheets with panic.
“Jesper?” He called out, sitting upwards. Pain shot through his arm, reminding him of the night before. “Jes, where are you?”
He got no response, only the empty echoes of his screams bouncing against the thin walls.
“Saints, Jes. Please tell me this isn’t a joke.” He stood, wandering around the barely lit room. “Jesper Fahey! Jesper, please. Where are you?”
“He’s gone, Wylan.” A voice said from the hall. It was all too familiar, punching him in the gut with each word. “Did you really think he would stay with someone like you? A worthless little kid who can’t even read?”
Wylan clenched his fists at his side, inching toward the door. “That’s not true. He doesn’t- he doesn’t care about that!”
His father laughed. “Please. Even if he didn’t, why would he want to have to come to your rescue every time you tripped over your own feet? You’re useless, Wylan. Just an inconvenience. No one would ever stay with you, not unless it was out of pity. People pity you, they don’t love you.”
“What did you do with him? What did you do?” Wylan screamed, flinging the door open. But the other side was empty. His fathers laughs echoed across the dark abyss that the building has become.
“I didn’t do anything. You did.”
Collapsing, Wylan searched through the darkness, hoping he would find something, anything. But all that stared back at him was his own reflection in a puddle of tears.
“Jesper.” he pleaded through heavy sobs. “Jesper, come back.”
“Wylan?”
“Wylan! Wylan, wake up!”
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