#hn

[librapropaganda]

PLEASE DO NOT TAG AS DONATIONS

i’m so sorry to do this to you all again. i haven’t had my card stolen like last time, im just embarrassingly poor. uni is killing me and part time jobs are few and far between where i am. if anyone can give anything without putting themselves out i would be so grateful 🌻

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#em #hn

[retrodiskette]

Been absent for a long time, I legitimately just forget to post here at all. Here's a doodle dump of the past few months with assorted fandoms. And a doodle of myself! (Fat guy with braces in the coat)

#hello neighbor #hello neighbor 2 #hello guest #hn #hn2 #pizza tower #pizzahead #peppino spaghetti #sugary spire #pizzelle #pizzano #stinky sugary spire #Stinky #marios madness #MX #Creepypasta #mickey mouse #steamboat willie #undertale #Deltarune #Sans #Papyrus #The Noise #Self Portrait

[neasiie]

WOAH I made another edit!!

took me a month to finish cause I watched heartstopper and got a new hyperfixation :D

also to clarify: I thought this song's lyrics really matched Nicky and replaced "alcoholic" with "non-devoted" because I've always felt sorry for him for being rejected by his friends and having to go to Mr. Peterson's house by himself

#hello neighbor #hello neighbor 2 #hello neighbor books #hello neighbor hide and seek #hn #raven brooks #aaron peterson #hello neighbor aaron #hello neighbor grave mistakes #hello neighbor mya #hello neighbor edit #hello neighbor fanart #hello neighbor art #hello neighbor welcome to raven brooks #hello neighbor nicky #nicky roth #hello neighbor maritza #hello neighbor enzo #hello neighbor trinity #trinity bales #maritza esposito #enzo esposito #mr peterson #mya peterson #hello neighbor animated series #hello neighbor missing pieces #hello neighbor waking nightmare #hello neighbor buried secrets #hello neighbor bad blood #hello neighbor puzzle master

[likeastars]

After all these years I am still in love shut uuuuuuuuppppppppp

#hilda netflix #hn #hilda the series #hilda season 3 #hilda s3 #johanna hilda

[knightofleo]

#hn

[hancree]

#theodore peterson #hello neighbor #hn #hello guest

[retro-radio]

I've just imagined this with Aaron and Nicky!

Nicky: You kept my hoodie I let you borrow?

Aaron: *nods* of course! It's one of my favourite hoodies

Nicky: *smiles and blushes* Heheh... Thanks

Aaron: It smells like you! *deeply inhales* Like cherry pie and apples

Nicky: *blushes more* You can keep it if you want?

#hello neighbor #hello neighbor au #hn au #nicky roth #hello neighbour au #hn #Aaron Peterson #Aaron x Nicky

[gogglecookies]

HELLO‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️‼️

I’m new to this account and idk if I’ll do anything with it or not 🤷‍♀️

but my main account is @fazbearedits if you want a lot more HNWTRB stuff there

#WeHateFinch

But yea idk if I’ll post art or edits or just talk on here or not but just in case I will count this as a backup account if anything happens to my main one

Things to know about me (HNWTRB related stuff)

-I hate finch

-I hate Theodore Peterson

-i REALLY like Nicky roth and Trinity bales

-ALSO I LOVE CHARACTERS LIKE DELROY AND ENZO THEY DESERVE LOVE TO‼️‼️‼️‼️

-I love Diane,Mya and Aaron Peterson

-I love Lucy yi

-I may or may not be a tricky shipper (thanks ravenbrookz…)

-I know everything about the HN franchise games included(except for books so no book questions)

-I draw,edit and talk about Nicky a lot so leave if you don’t like that

-ALSO I GO BY SHE/HER

-and I’ll reblog a bunch of stuff from my main and other accounts

That’s all‼️‼️‼️

#hello neighbor welcome to raven brooks #hello neighbor #welcome to raven brooks #HN #HNWTRB #WTRB #pinned post

[just-a-creep-babe]

i’m want ej and/or hoodie to give me tummy bulge 🥺🥺🥺 - 👼🏻

They rest it against your stomach before putting it in, just so that they can physically see how deep they’ll reach when they fuck you open

They’re thick and long and feel so heavy as the fat tip of their leaking cock twitches against your navel—but it’s nothing compared to how good they feel when they finally stretch you out

You’re so small in comparison—they overpower you so easily. It’s almost laughable

“Look at that~”

They press their hand to your stomach, where a visible bump is noticeable since they’ve fucked themselves into you

“Such a perfect little cocksleeve~”

#im want it too #🥺🥺 #them mocking you when they put it in because of how small you are in comparison? #threatening to fuck you senseless? #hn #🥵🥵🥵 #creepypasta thirst #👼

[daradiostarzz]

"Whatever happened to us?.."

"My father is what happened."

#New art style just dropped #hello neighbor #hn #hello neighbor 2 #nicky roth #erin Peterson #aaron peterson #1980s

[thoundcarriers]

my style vs official model

#hn #hello neighbor #nicky roth

[im-traumatised]

Fuck poverty, fuck scummy money hungry landlords who don't consider It's another human being's lively hood they're affecting, fuck the ablest nature of moving and inspections and the entire process of renting, fuck cost of living, fuck the state of disability payments. Fuck it all!

#I'm going to destroy myself trying to do this shit #Hn #AceofDragons #vent #actually disabled

[retrodiskette]

Back again with my HN Swap AU, now with some hopefully upgraded and reworked designs!

Since Twitter is currently dying gonna be reposting some older stuff from there onto here and probably moving more permanently back onto here.

#hello neighbor #hello neighbor 2 #hello guest #hn #hn2 #procreate #swap au

[neasiie]

ok I don't really have anything new to post so I guess I'll just be posting some of my old drawings

this one is a comic based on a song atlantis by seafret!!

#hello neighbor #hello neighbor 2 #hello neighbor books #hello neighbor hide and seek #hn #raven brooks #aaron peterson #hello neighbor aaron #hello neighbor grave mistakes #hello neighbor mya #hello neighbor edit #hello neighbor fanart #hello neighbor headcanon #hello neighbor art #hello neighbor nicky #nicky roth #hello neighbor maritza #hello neighbor enzo #hello neighbor trinity #trinity bales #enzo esposito #hello neighbor puzzle master #maritza esposito #hello neighbor welcome to raven brooks #hello neighbor waking nightmare #hello neighbor missing pieces #hello neighbor bad blood #hello neighbor buried secrets #the petersons #theodore peterson

[likeastars]

Uuuuuggghhhh fuck it. Idk if I'll ever have the strength to work on this beast again, so you get a wip!!!!!!!

~~~~~~~~~~~~

It’s a small cottage, sitting comfortably in a clearing of the forest, not drawn nor doodled in any corner of any map, a cutout from a postcard hastily scrapped in the middle of the grass. A quick glance at the roof reveals it has been repaired its fair number of times, while a touch on the door handle tells that the rust on the lock is newer than the one scratching the pommel. The walls are obviously old, their wood is inconsistent in both size and type, and they breathe out heavy, weighed down by the many coats of colour. The last one changes halfway through, as if it was suddenly done by somebody else.

It’s not a convenient house, and it has no way of being comfortable for humans. But someone cared.

And that’s Kaisa’s main reason for knocking.

It’s a quiet rasp more than a knock. She waits, and a bit of fear bubbles up that she wasn’t heard; she doesn’t feel like she has the strength to raise her hand anymore. She hopes the soft tap of her head against the wood of the door will be louder.

It is.

They start. Faint, gentle, light steps, they arrive at the entryway and then stop, hesitant and weirdly silent. She can only hear one pair of feet, one puff of breath, and there’s no hushed conversation on the way to the door, only this looming quiet. They are alone.

It would be stupid to open the door then, the witch thinks. Then she adds: please.

And the lock clicks.

There's a person on the door now, arms tightly wound around her body and diffident eyes. Tense.

Also... interrupted, apparently.

Her hair falls short on her shoulder, held back from reaching her eyes by a colorful head band, while some rebel tufts stage their coup against the oppressor. A well-loved apron loosely covers some battered jeans and a ratty plaid shirt, full of dry smears of paint and mud, cracking and peeling at every movement. Heavily wrinkled too, as if they've been under it for a while, but the woman stays surprisingly clean. Her hands hands give no hints of any work getting done. Hands that look like they’re on their way to become rough and worn out like the rest of the house, but now they’re just empty, picked on. Maybe they come from a painting session that didn’t go well. Maybe they haven’t been going well for a while.

Their eyes meet in a curious study and a cautious glance, when the other woman's gaze suddenly drops to the glint in her pocket. Where her wand is safely tucked in.

When she freezes up this time, the only thing Kaisa can see is the uneasiness seeping under her skin.

“can I help you?”

Crap.

Can they help her? Probably not.

She really just saw the house and knocked. That’s it. That’s literally all it was.

She didn’t need any help. This person clearly prefers it this way. She should turn around and walk back into the woods and- and...

A brush of wind runs cold against her fingertips. It has been cold for a while.

“may I come in?” the witch asks, torturing a stray thread from her coat. “it- it really wouldn’t be for long. I’ve been out in the forest for… for a bit, i guess. A long bit. And I-“

A long sigh interrupts her. “fine.”

They stare at each other a bit longer than normal. They both look surprised.

That would be even stupider than opening the door.

“are you sure?” the stranger only replies with a raised brow.

"Come on." she puffs out, it's a tired little thing. They turn around, and Kaisa follows.

---

Leading her guest in, Johanna doesn't let herself think. Her body drags her off to the kitchen to put on some tea, the motions of rummaging through the cabinets for the last box of chamomile automatic, but slow, and familiar. She prepares the leaves and lingers, just a bit, on the bright new kettle they'd bought while renovating the house, before searching for the crooked flowery one she'd brought from Tofoten. It brings up stuff that's easier to ignore, and it takes ages to scald the tea.

Johanna then leans on the counter, waiting, trying to listen to any weird noise that might come from the other room.

A witch.

She remembers when they came to the old house the day of the incident. With the full moon on their shoulders the lines of their capes were painted with silver light, and they looked transparent, untouchable. Like ghosts. They perched on her doorstep speaking in hushed tones to her aunt, and they haunted the village until every neighbour who wondered about the blinding light in the forest forgot about it the day after.

The kettle whistles, startling her.

This one isn't a ghost. Johanna carefully sits the tea on a trail and breaths in, slowly.

She looked really cold.

Getting back to the living room still takes her longer than she'd like to admit, but her guest doesn't seem to notice. She's attentive, and focused, trying to gobble up everything she can put her eyes on. She moves slowly around the room, as if she's afraid of making any kind of noise, a skittish cat sniffing an unfamiliar environment. Then the witch's gaze shifts to one of aunt Astrid little trinkets, and Johanna comes back to herself.

She knocks on the wood of her library maybe harder than she means to, getting the other woman's attention.

Their eyes meet. They should sit down.

The normalcy and the easiness of the tea in her hand is what finally gets Johanna to unclench her jaw.

The cup sits between her fingers as a comfort more than anything, and as she drops her usual little sugar in her drink, she actually lets herself glance at her guest. She looks lost in thought. She keeps abusing a strand of her coat (which a good host would have already taken off of her) that escaped the knot of a button, with her eyes far away from the cup she's been staring at. They curve downwards, those eyes, curling up every time her round nose gets scrunched at the bitterness of the tea. She goes for her third spoonful of sugar in such a careful way that it looks practiced, and Johanna's fingers itch for her sketchbook like they haven't for months.

"thank you." the witch mutters, nuzzling in the warmth of her cup, ripping one last sigh out of Johanna.

#hilda #hilda netflix #hilda the series #sketchbook ship #sketchbook #hn #kaisa hilda #johanna hilda

[dracupie]

WE NEED TO HEAR SOME COMOTION FOR THE CAPE!!!

I feel so proud of Honduras ,having a cape filled with our culture,our struggles and shows allyship.

#honduras #miss universe #Miss universe 2023 #Also big on the last one since we are a heavily homofobic country #Its still illegal here btw #And trans people are still fighting for their rights #Just yesterday we had protest in court regarding that #I want more people to talk about this #lgbt #Trans #Migration #HN #SHADOW IS VERY PROUD OF OF THEIR COUNTRY OK #T quiero mucho Rebecca #Este miss universo ha estado hermoso y espero mucho de honduras #WHOOPS #Its not the 2023 one its 2022 #Dates are confusing man #But im sti very proud of both miss Honduras #Miss universe 2022