#sker

[gamat3000]

#berlin #graffiti #berlingraffiti #sker #bsos #2020 #2022 #2023 #v3 #zooms

[kneipe]

brno 2023

#sker #brno #graffiti

[patfr8]

Fuck it

*makes a whole AU where I give Cole a cool half dragon-oni with wind powers boyfriend just to “kill” Cole in the end so he comes back controlled by the Overlord thousands of years later and a bunch of teens have to save Ninjago because the dragon-oni told them to do it*

*and everyone else is ded except for Pixal, yes, Zane included, he was depressed*

#ninjago #cole brookstone #ninjago au #ninjago oc #Future Sins AU #yeah #that #the bois are coming I promise #xian #simon #fei #sker #may #sorin #naion #nya fused with the ocean again when she died #the others just #six foot under ground #sorry #morro gives his powers to Sorin #morro redemption #somehow #yes Cole is gay #cole is real down for sorin #I don’t make the rules #well #I do #only in the AU #too many tags #sorry again

[xtremeservers]

Sker Ritual Episode 2 is out now. The ... https://www.xtremeservers.com/blog/sker-ritual-episode-2-takes-players-back-to-sker-hotel/?feed_id=49966&_unique_id=639fd55865c59&Sker%20Ritual%20Episode%202%20takes%20players%20back%20to%20Sker%20Hotel

#PS4 #episode #Ritual #Sker

[anonymouscheeses]

Old sketch I decided to give line art and color. Will definitely NOT finish this but if I do thennnn iunno congrats on me finally finishing an abandoned sketch 😭

#God this looks goofy 😭 #it was an old sketch give me credit i tried to fix it 😭😭🙏🙏 #hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel charlie #hazbin #hazbin hotel vaggie #vaggie #charlie morningstar #chaggie #varlie #rainbowmoth #art #fanart #artists on tumblr #digital art #hazbin hotel chaggie #vaggie x charlie #charlie x vaggie #these two genuinely have taken over my life #like i have hyperfixated on 100's of wlw ships but. this. UGH #LIKE ITS NOT EVEN WRITTEN GREAT IN THE SHOW (atleast not compared to h*sker*ust 😭) #AND STILL IT CHOKES ME MORE THAN ANY SHIP EVER BEFORE??! #maybe its because theres so much missed potential that i just do the work myself yknow? #like demon form charlie iykyk 😍 #ughh... maybe ill just restart and do a better pose than whatever this was ☹️ #also look at the windows 💜 #suggestive??? #struggling to post this but i have nothing else to post 😔 #I THINK IM HITTING ART BLOCK??? IS THAT. IS THAT A THING FOR ME??

[instarsandcrime]

Ambrosia to Go

@here-for-the-sick-fics Hi hello! I broke rather early, so thanks for the request! I'm not sure if it's what you had in mind, but I liked the challenge and I like Huskerdust! So! Here! You go! Enjoy!

Part 1

--

As the local bartender, Husk was very aware of what made the Hazbin Hotel tick. And unfortunately, that did not stop with how they handled illness.

Charlie was not one to hide it, but she would play it down and throw endless hours into her work until she collapsed. A rumor had started around the hotel that their bartender had thrown a blanket around her shoulders when she passed out at the counter. And he'll keep saying 'no, that didn't happen' until he's blue in the face because well, no one was there to prove it, were they?

As far as he can tell, he knows Alastor can get sick. Sort of. Kind of. A sniff here, a cough there. Even if, by rare chance that an overlord gets sick, he can hide those little details-- and hide them well. It would take only God themself to even catch him sneezing more than once.

When Lucifer gets hit, he gets hit hard. Denying it is somehow his go-to strategy even when the slightest cold knocks him down. Last time he'd seen the king sick he'd been working on some pretty important documents and, by the end of one of his many fits, he'd sneezed so hard that he breathed fire through the entire stack.

Niffty doesn't get sick. She's never gotten sick once since they started working together. He knows this. She knows this. It's incredibly unsettling and he'd rather not talk about it.

And today, he’s unfortunately left with...

"Angel Dust." Husk raised a bushy brow, "I'm cuttin' you off. You look like you're gonna pass out any second now."

And there sat the demon of the hour, famous porn star beloved by millions, plastered out of his mind and clutching a glass of what he calls his 'medical ambrosia'.

"Lissen! Lissen. Iii..." Angel's nose scrunched, and quickly covered it with a tissue-- which Husk nudged slightly to the left for accuracy's sake. "Hep'shhh! HET'shhhiieww. Ugh, gross."

The owlcat winced, fighting back the guilt he'd stuffed down for hours now. "Ange, I--"

"Shaddup!" Four accusatory fingers pointed, "If I had a cold I'd have it! And if I had your previous cold I'd say shhhhhaddup! Because you're-- snffff! you're a real nice guy, y'know that?"

"But--"

"Shhhhhhh!" Angel squinted, "All...all four of ya shut yer traps. You were worth it and don't you forget it. 'Kay?"

That speech was way too sincere. Oh God above he has to care again, doesn't he? Rolling his eyes with a groan, Husk swept the half empty shooter from the swaying patron’s grip.

"Hey! What gives?!"

Wordlessly he tossed Angel’s ambrosia down the drain, jumpstarting the closing time routine.

"Don't be like that Whiskers! We were just...g-gettin'...g-gettin' intehh...hih!" Angel hitched, fanning himself desperately before--

"HEP'shhhh!" He pitched forward, caught by a tissue in helping paws. The bartender sighed– then repressed a shiver when the sickly spider blew messily into cheap paper.

"Yer lucky you're cute." Husk grumbled.

"Whassat?"

"Nothin'." Tossing the soaked through tissue in the wastebasket, he snaked an arm around Angel Dust's waist. "C'mon sickie, let's get you to bed."

As he pulled Angel off the stool, it took a few seconds for his mind to buffer before sobering up a little and– here we go. Right on cue.

"Y'know this’s just allergies, right?"

"Mmmhm." Husk nodded mechanically, inching up one velvet step at a time.

"An' really, when ya think about it-- snff! Niffty's been slackin', y'know?"

"Sure." Second floor.

"I mean, missin' an hour of cleanin' today and for whuhh- what? Fightin' more roaches?"

"A shame, really." Third floor, second door on the right.

"And I...I-I..." Angel wobbled, breath hitching. Without even glancing Husk held a claw up to the spider’s nose. "Snff! Ugh. Thags."

"Shut up." Husk swore as they stumbled into the room. Purple fluorescent lights rained down on a plush bed, vanity close by. Thankfully with tissues, because he knew what was coming next. 

"Id's cold id here, isn't it?"

"Yup." Husk grunted, leaning to grab a piece while balancing Angel with the other arm. "Pretty-- ugh-- chilly."

"I mbean geez! Sub-- snff! someone should really turn up the thermos-staahhh-hheh-hihhHIHH'ATSHHHHH!" Angel pitched forward again, and Husk spread his wings to keep balance, pressing a cloth to his face before he could get sprayed. "Guh..."

"Gesundheit." Husk deadpanned. The finger under the nose trick can only work so well when it literally and figuratively backfires a few seconds later. "Alright, let's lay you down before--..." 

He tugged, but his patient wasn't moving. He was busy staring into the mirror. 

"Angel?" A paw squeezed his bicep.

"...I can't wear the robe."

"What?"

"I can’t wear the robe. He's gonna kill me." Angel Dust repeated, turning pale. "I-I…we have this scene tomorrow with this sexy lingerie bathrobe lookin' thing and-- and I look like a wreck. I sound like a wreck. When I get sick I get messy and I'm gonna sneeze all over the stubid thi’g--"

"Angel--"

"And thed Val's gudda see how gross I mbade it--"

"Hey, hey, easy." Gently guiding Angel to the bed, he mourned at the way his fluffy frame shook. “Let’s sit you down before you fall down, okay? We'll take this one step at a time. And I won’t drop you, promise."

"...I-I kndow." The patient shot him a shaky smile. Shivering and unsteady, Husk tucked the tissue box beside him and draped the comforter over his shoulders.

"Okay." He took four gloved hands in one of his own, other reaching to help Angel Dust wipe his eyes. Then moved to his nose. "Blow."

"Wh-- I cad't let you do that! It's disgustig--!"

"Good to know, ‘cause we've done this all night."

"We have?! Oh, Husgk..."

"Trust me, I've cleaned up worse at the bar."

Pink cheeks glowing red, Angel rid himself of the muck as quickly as possible-- relieved sigh quickly replaced with panic.

"It's alright." Husk kneaded patterns on the other's thigh, glancing a knowing look. "Like I said, I'm not gonna drop ya."

Understanding, Angel scooped the tissue up and pressed it to his nose. "Et'SHHHH'iiew! ep'shhhh! Ghuhh..." With another honking blow he tossed the wadded ball on the desk, flopping face first into the pillowy mattress. Husk's eyes traveled everywhere but to his partner...in...crime? Ugh. Still not sure. Instead his attention lay on Fat Nuggets while he waited, little menace snoring softly in the corner.

"...I'm gross." Angel Dust rasped, muffled through satin and lace.

"I can see that." 

"Forget what just happened. I was actin’ stupid, freakin’ out over nothin’."

"Nah." Claws threaded through tangled hair, "Fuck your boss. You should sneeze in his face."

Angel Dust snorted. Husk smirked. "Yeah. Really make 'im squirm. He wants messy fluids right?"

Slowly moving to lean against the headboard, the spider brought his knees to his chest, wrapping his arms around them as he stared. Pupils shrunk to pinpricks like he was at the climax of a horror movie.

"...What? I'm right." A pointed ear flicked irritably.

"Nope. Nuh-uh. Shut up. Did you just make a sex pun?"

Husk blinked in surprise, forgetting himself. And only smirked wider.

Alright, new plan.

"Me? Do somethin' like that? C'mon Legs, you're grasping. All I'm sayin' is ya gotta take a few tissues and get real passionate with 'em."

"Hhhhholy shhhhit."

"Then stuff 'em in his chest fluff or something. He can use 'em as padding."

"Are you real?" Angel gasped teasingly.

"What? You said you were gross. If he's not lettin' you call in, you might as well snee--"

"Hp'shhhh! HT'SHHHH'hhoo! Unh..."

"Yeah. Like that."

Pausing to let his patient give a gurgling blow, the tail end of a miserable groan broke into a soft giggle. Giggle breaking into another hitching mess until--

"Hih'TSCHHH! HTCH'shhhiew! H-hih-hhhHHITSCHHHH!"

"Alright, alright, that's enough excitement for one night." Husk quickly got to work, grabbing the required fluffy sweater and pajama pants. Ignoring the disappointed pout between pulling the top over Angel's stomach with a satisfied tug.

"Aw Husk–snfff! Really? Pants? I don't wannaaaa."

"Yes, pants. I thought you said you were cold."

"But they're such a paiiinnnn."

"Do you wanna get more sick?"

"...No."

"Then I'll go back to my room so you can slip those on."

A single step and--

"Wait!" Angel blurted.

A pause filled the room, save for a few coughs dragged out by the sudden burst.

"...Need something?"

"I, uh. I'm not ready."

"Christ Ange, are you still drunk? Jus’ put on your pants one leg at a time–"

"No! What?! No! I don’t want you to leave!" An aching voice broke. Tired eyes squeezed shut. Suddenly feeling rather small, he forced his gaze down to his gloves, peeling them off one by one as he spoke. "I…I-I know it's late, so you can always say no. I just…I don't wanna be alone right now."

Another pause. “...Please.”

A sharp sigh immediately cut any creeping tension, listening to a winged back thump against the wall. "I get it. Bein’ sick is…a lot. You don't need to write me an essay. And I don't pick favorite customers, but I gotta admit. I'll keep the bar open all night if it means I get to talk to Anthony again. Just once, that’s all I need."

#snz #snz fic #ha//zb//in//ho//tel// #hu//sker//dust #hu/sk #an/gel/du/st

[jimquisition]

Helldivers 2, Sker Ritual, and (hilariously) Suicide Squad, have all been borderline (or totally) unplayable at crucial moments thanks to their online failings. The Outlast Trials could've stood to do better, too. It's clear online-focused games are struggling to maintain themselves lately, and the fact they have NOTHING to offer players beyond their broken features is a real problem.

#sker ritual #helldivers 2 #the outlast trials #suicide squad #the jimquisition #stephanie sterling #Youtube

[thedogeveryonehates]

TRYING TO FINISH RISK OF RAIN ON ECLIPSE 8 IS LEGITIMATELY GONNA MAKE ME JUMP OUT OF A WINDOW. LITERALLY 5 HOURS OF LIFE SPENT LOSING AND LOSING AND LOSING TO THE WORST SHIT

i know this wont make sense to ppl im just venting to the aether bcus my friends are asleep

#im gonna turn into the joker #i got to stage 5 on two of the runs #then mithrix on another #then on another i died bcus i didnt have pillar skip #fuck this game dude #fuck it im buying sker ritual

[oceanvuongs]

in a dream of the dream, eris sker

#poetry #erin sker #saw an excerpt and went hm. getting richard siken crush / you are jeff vibes from this #ekphrastic poetry my beloved #words.

[nickolashx]

Maid of Sker (2020)

Maid of Sker is a 2020 first-person survival horror game developed and published by Wales Interactive.

Maid of Sker is set in a remote hotel with a gory and macabre history from Welsh folklore.

Armed with only a defensive sound device, you'll utilise stealth tactics to avoid death amongst a cult of sound-based enemies.

#horror #horror game #horror games #survival horror #psychological horror #psychological #psychological horror game #survivalhorror #maid of sker #maidofsker #indie horror #indiedev #indie game #wales interactive #welsh #welsh folklore #wales

[fandomsideworks]

halloween 2022 – favorite horror games ii

#horror #video games #fatal frame ii: crimson butterfly #fatal frame #the dark pictures anthology #house of ashes #resident evil 2 #american mcgee's alice #the quarry #maid of sker #deadly premonition #silent hill 2 #bioshock #layers of fear #halloween

[kneipe]

brno 2023

#smok #sker #aooss #zoot #brno #graffiti

[brokehorrorfan]

The Dead Zone will be released on 4K Ultra HD + Blu-ray on December 19 via Scream Factory. The 1983 science fiction-horror-thriller is based on Stephen King’s 1979 novel.

David Cronenberg (The Fly, Videodrome) directs from a script by Jeffrey Boam (Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade). Christopher Walken, Brooke Adams, Tom Skerritt, Herbert Lom, Anthony Zerbe, Colleen Dewhurst, and Martin Sheen star.

Special features are in progress and will be announced at a later date.

School teacher Johnny Smith (Chistopher Walken) had a beautiful fiancée, a rewarding career and a fortunate life… until one tragic accident changed everything. After slamming into an 18-wheeler, Johnny is plunged into a five-year coma. When he awakens, he finds his true collision was with destiny – he now has the remarkable gift (or curse) of seeing into the future. From horror master Stephen King and Director David Cronenberg (Scanners, Dead Ringers), this supernatural thriller turns an everyday guy into a reluctant hero… saving children in danger, helping the police and finding a serial killer. But Johnny’s next vision may be his most terrifying yet.

Pre-order The Dead Zone.

#the dead zone #stephen king #horror #david cronenberg #christopher walken #dead zone #80s horror #1980s horror #scream factory #dvd #gift #tom sker #martin sheen #brooke adams #herbert lom

[probablybadrpgideas]

Streaming Maid of Sker, part 2! Don't be afraid to say hi in the chat, but do be afraid of the quiet men

#not an idea #streaming #maid of sker

[gebo4482]

GRYLU SKER - An Icelandic Ghost Story Puppet Film

Dir: Kevin McTurk

Kickstarter / Facebook / Twitter / Instagram

#grylu sker #kevin mcturk #guy davis #puppet movies #horror movies #fantasy movies #poster #teaser #kickstarter

[biosurvive]

when chris calls wesker d*ddy and then tries to drown himself in the bathroom sink

#i have raccoon city chr*sker brainrot :') #☆ out of herbs ☆ (ooc)