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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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Sons of Fright Chapter 1: Broken Promise
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Ghostie
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hh gregg
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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Today p.i.e community, i offer you WOF AU. Tomorrow, who knows
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Comic test, with Ghost and Casket!
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here’s some semi realism practice I did with some venturiantale characters, lol (Top to bottom: Johnny Ghost, Johnny Toast, Jimmy Casket, Stardust SprinkleShine and Sparkly PuddleBuns)
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Life's too short to be dancing with the devil
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Me making fanart for a dead fandom and my dead au that i will never explain to anyone? Its more likely than you think
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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woah whys he fallin?? idk man he just is
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oooj johnny ghost?!?! u good? :]
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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I don’t know if this has reached the depths of Tumblr or not but I kept seeing people redraw this with different characters
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So I just shshshfbnwnd
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I am proud :)
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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Prologue
           Original AO3 link
Inside of a well lit room, a young Latino man adjusted his shirt. He flashed the mirror a grin, his delicate white teeth shining underneath his peachy lips. “Wow Roman, you trying to flirt with a mirror? You must be getting desperate.” A cool voice purred from the door opposite to the mirror.
Roman whipped around, a puffy pout face replacing where his smile sat. “Oh hush up Hollowmean.” The paler man chuckled at the nickname, swiftly making his way across the room. He cast a playful glare up at the taller man, his sunken in eyes and dark eyeshadow giving him a slightly dangerous look. Roman gave a shiver before shoving the petite man away.
“What are you doing in my room? You know it’s important that you don’t interrupt my schedule.” His companion gave a sigh, “It’s just that Des called again to remind me that we are now 15 minutes late and for you to hurry your ass up before he drags you there.” Roman wrinkled up his nose, giving a loud huff.
The maroon haired boy raised his bandaid decorated hands in defense. “Don’t get prissy with me Princey. I’m just the messenger.”
Roman gave a heavy sigh, grabbing something from a small box on his vanity. “Fine, let’s go Virgil. But this is your fault, I told you to wake me up early.” Virgil gave a chuckle, walking out of the room. His disgruntled brother followed behind, messing with the keys he had picked up.
The two men traveled down the stairs, out of the building and into Roman’s well loved Neon. Soon after they had started the drive to the nearby Whistler’s Cafe.
When they exited the car, Virgil let out a yelp as a blob of soft pastels ran into him. Pinning the darker man to it’s chest with a childish squeal. “Ve!” The pastel blob slowly became recognizable as a  baby faced boy with skin resembling the color of a hazelnut. The porcelain man gave a soft chuckle before embracing his attacker in a hug.
“Well good to see I’m not a priority!” Roman hmphed, turing his nose up in  playful revulsion. “Awww… Come on Ro!” The pastel boy released his victim, walking over to his other brother. “I love all of my family!” He wrapped Roman in a bone crushing hug.In spite of Roman’s muscular form, the shorter male was easily able to squeeze him. The hugging was interrupted by a hoarse laugh and everyone turned to face the youngest brother.
His face was a creamy white apart from a large red patch running from his forehead down his neck on the right side of his face. As he approached, he kept his hazel eyes trained on them.
Despite his air of confidence, he was clearly fidgeting. “Hey guys.” He saluted, smiling nervously between the three men. The pastel clad man grabbed his hand, pulling him into a hug, one soon joined by the other two. “Long time no see Dessy!” The hug initiator grinned widely, much to the satisfaction of Des. “Ya I’ve been meaning to come by Patton, but ya know. Being a lawyer is time consuming.”Patton got the widest grin on his face, chirping out. “Don’t you mean, time con-SUE-ming?” Roman let out a groan while the younger two just giggled. “Now where is Remus? It’s not a family without us all.” Des froze for a moment before nodding, a fake smile dotting his lips.
“He’s inside, lazy fuc-” The hazel eyed man froze when Patton cast him a glare, “Fuzz muffin!” He corrected quickly, “Sent me out to greet you guys. He says if we don’t get there fast he’s ordering everything and eating it too.” The emo brother couldn’t help but giggle, whipping his eye to make sure no tears ruin his eyeshadow. “Why is that unholy monster my brother?” Roman grumbled, walking towards the entrance. Virgil stuck out his tongue, adjusting the sleeves of his favorite hoodie.  “I’m not that bad.” He quipped, shoving Roman aside as he entered.
The wall of muscles gave an incoherent response, perhaps an offended Princey noise? Des placed his hand on Roman’s shoulder, “Cool it Prince Charmless, you gotta be the bigger person.” Roman broke into laughter, only to be greeted by a violent hiss from his tiny freckled brother. Patton quickly held the two apart, before forcing them to sit on opposite sides of the booth.
“Hello.” Roman’s twin cooed, slurping a banana milkshake from a swirly straw.
Patton gave his biggest puppy eyes, placing his head on the table. “Can I pwetty pwease have a sip Remus?” Remus quickly nodded, moving his drink over to Patton, he knew he wouldn’t be getting it back anytime soon.
Glancing between his four brothers, Virgil asked in a serious tone. “So are you all ready to go to the house?”
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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2/1/02
I regret writing this in anger, he didn't deserve any tragedy.
Dear Journal,
That's how he always started these, wasn't it? I guess I should explain if future old man me or my grandkids ever read this. My name is Roman Joseph Lawrence, I  was Logan's older brother. He's gone now, I found this in his old hiding spot and well It's mine now.
I read what he's written and I feel terrible for how he saw me, I must have seemed like a terrible monster. I thought I was being nice but I guess I just was selfish and now he's gone. But I can't believe he did that to us!!! He hurt everyone by jumping off the balcony! Virgil won't come out of his room and Patton had to find the body, he had to see that.
 And EVEN WORSE he hurt my brother who was already so heavily damaged by getting close to him and in some insane delusion he threw himself off the balcony and hurt everyone.
Logan is a terrible person. He deserved to go mad but not to die and hurt everyone.
 Roman is out.
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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1/31/02
Dear Journal,
I'm scared of what I have to do, I know it and I can stop myself but I am so afraid. I've considered it before but staring it in the face I don't know what to do.
I want to transcribe the day until I do it.
It started out with me waking up and going downstairs to eat the french toast that Patton and Thomas had made for breakfast. It was delicious and after breakfast, Virgil and I went and played with his gameboy and talked about random things. The color of the sky, why things exist, and just things that make me so relaxed. Remus joined us later and the conversations shifted  more to ridiculous topics but I had to excuse myself when the conversation shifted to things that concerned morticians. I didn't want to think about that.
I watched after Des until lunch when I helped the adults cook and make stuff for the others. It felt nice, especially eating at the table with Virgil again, being around him just makes me happy. Remus is nice too but I've known Virgil longer and we're much closer. At least I like to think we are.
I really can't think of anything else, he's telling me I can't stall anymore, I'm sorry who ever finds this.
Goodbye whoever you were, Logan Brentford
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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1/30/02
Dear Journal,
Virgil got signed up for a knitting class, he said the adults said it was for some sort of stress relief. He's (sarcasm)pretty good (sarcasm end) at it so far, he knitted me a ball of yarn. He laughed at that one, I like to let him read some of the funnier  entries. None of the more serious ones, I don't want him to be burdened by my issues.
Des just smashed a ball of play dough into my glasses. And now I'm having a hard time seeing because my glasses are not just for show and I can't find my glasses cleaner. So I'm going to have to ask Patton for his.
Success my glasses are clean and I can go smash play dough on Des' face. No, I'll just get punished, maybe I should hide his favorite stuffed animal, just to give a less obvious revenge. I don't want to be in trouble anymore.
It's tomorrow, The Shadowy man has told me everything. I know the evil, I can stop it. I can save my brothers.
Signed, Logan
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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1/29/02
Dear Journal,
Virgil liked the soup I gave him yesterday, so with supervision, I made him some more and we ate it together. It was like lunch mixed with those scenes from cheesy teen movies, the ones where girls sit on the bed and braid each other's hair. I don't think I could braid Virgil's hair, he's very protective of it and it's short. I'm sure I could braid Remus' hair if he would sit still. Sometimes I wonder if he is always on a sugar high.
I have been banned from all access to the fridge, I may have eaten two whole jars of crofters including the jar I emptied on my sandwhich. But still no reason to ban me, just keep the crofters  locked up better. Anyway I was planning to go to the park but the Shadowy Man said that I need to be here at all times in case the threat get's too much. So now I'm crofter's free and far from my favored brothers.
I saw two moth's on the balcony, they were so magnificent. It definitely makes up for the hours of isolation, and the awkward dinner. We had asparagus, I hate asparagus. I tried to voice this and they told me to eat my food or I wouldn't get desert. I then may or may not have snapped and threw asparagus at Joan, and may or may not be locked up in my room for the night.
Signed, Logan
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tangerinekumquat · 3 years
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International. Canadians love American destruction Universes too.
{Can we just declare a day to appreciate Coffee? This man is a lore king, just go to the Horrors blog. It's amazing}
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