Am I using my tumblr that I forgot I had to post art of my own fic? Yes. Yes I am. Anyway here the (not)man the myth the legend E. D. Domino
And no, I never learned how to draw hands. Shut up.
I did it... I finally did it.. PWNDIEBMAKSNW (ﾉ≧∇≦)ﾉ
I'm not sure if that's how it is but that's how I imagined what Colt's tattoo looked like. I hope it's ok (• ▽ •;)
Fanart for Chapter 120 of @battlemaiden13 's absolutely amazing fic House Next Door
Click photo for better resolution cause Tumblr is shitty like that sometimes
Ah ah AHHH! GUYS ITS COLT!
It looks so good! The tattoo is awesome and so freaking detailed and I love it. Amazing job.
Eheheh I am so happy!
What if nightmare just sings pale Dream the lullaby? Dream doesn't know the whole thing only parts of it so the hallucination wouldn't know either so it should work! Que the mental breakdown !
While Nightmare wasn’t sure why he hadn’t thought of it sooner, he could make several guesses.
It could be that he’s simply struggled to think straight the past several weeks, slogging through each day with weighty emotions wearing him down. Or perhaps he’d been too distracted trying to reach through to Dream in other ways, all of which had failed miserably. But maybe, and what was most likely, he had shoved the idea to the back of his mind as a last resort for when he hit rock bottom.
And well . . . here he was- standing on solid stone, both metaphorically and literally.
His feet were cold, also both metaphorically and literally.
Hurt Incantation
OSD! belongs to @calcium-cat :]
I did healing incantation earlier, but it was rushed and didnt look as good as i could have made it, so i made this one to make it up!! I listening to this song on freaking loop while i made this lmaoao
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Oh my gosh this comic is amazing, I love it so so much!!!
The expressions are *chef’s kiss* beautiful and the style of the comic is fantastic! I love the detail of the words being in Nightmare’s color, making it sound like he’s singing it. And the theme, the story, tying the beginning incident to it’s eventual consequences in one visual piece, all with lyrical perfection from a song I adore deeply- it’s giving me goosebumps.
Thank you so much for making this, it shall be hoarded forever. <333
(Also!! I found this male cover of the song that I highly recommend listening to with the comic!!)
OH MY GOSH TY IM SO GLAD I MADE YOUR DAY!! Thank YOU so much for being a big insporation, Calluna!!
oh my goh im stimming and banging my table!! THE MALE COVER THO. IT FITS SO WELL TYSM
mama bear mode activated
This is some fanart for chapter four of “How Nightmare became Dadmare” @topazshadowwolf . It is one of the, if not the best Dadmare fics I have ever had the joy of reading and look forward to reading, and I highly recommend giving it a read yourself!
What a lovely little starfall… 😌
Wait, what happened in 2015 that was the start of all this?
Also, you shouldn't have to apologize for "whining" as this is your personal blog, you are having an incredible hard time with everything. If you need to load off then you should, from what I'm hearing there isn't really any way you can otherwise ❤️
We lived in a pretty bad neighborhood, but everyone minded their own business. So yes, I knew the local drug dealers, murderers, and registered sex offenders. No, we did not get involved in their business and as such they didn't get involved in ours.
In 2015, step-dad found out about a woman in a nearby apartment, being in an abusive relationship. She was developmentally challenged and her boyfriend was the one doing everything for her because her parents weren't able to I suppose. He was also an asshole using her disability payments for his drug addiction, and she put up with it because she was unable to be alone both physically and emotionally. She was willing to stay with him because it was better than any other other options she had and you know, he had his nice moments because he still took care of her so she wouldn't be put in a home.
She told my step-dad to mind his own business and that she wasn't being hit so it wasn't that bad. She told him he couldn't afford to get attention on himself. She knew what she was involved in and decided to deal with it herself because she had no one else left and didn't want to be shoved into some place with strangers unable to care for themselves.
He didn't listen to her.
He decided to confront this dude about his behavior, pissed off the wrong guy, and got us evicted. He wasn't on the lease. Everyone knew it. No one narked because if you mind your own business in these places, they mind theirs. At the time, step-dad had once again, allowed his deadbeat son to come back and live with us, but this time he brought a girlfriend. They slept on our living room floor. He got them jobs with him and they did nothing but complain, pretend to be sick so they couldn't go in, or lie about sickness to leave early. ALSO, he was letting a homeless friend of his stay on our couch. He also got the friend a job with him. At Amazon.
That means 4 people not on the lease under our roof. The whole neighborhood knew and said nothing. For years of step-dad bringing random people into our house because they were homeless, no one ratted him out.
And then he opened his mouth. Dude went to management and ratted the full details and we got the eviction notice within a day. Had 30 days to get out.
Had to stay with my mom's uncle for a year. I slept on her bedroom floor for a year. And then step-dad was like, "I got us a place my new boss owns, it's being fixed up but it's mostly finished and to help pay rent I can finish the repairs myself and he'll let us live there." And then we got there on a cold, winter evening, and no locks on the front or back doors. No doors anywhere else. No heat. No cabinets anywhere. Drywall, insulation exposed, electrical wiring being leaked on. It was a mess.
We were there until September of 2020 where we got a notice saying the taxes weren't being paid by the landlord and that we had a month to get out.
So suddenly we're scrambling and step-dad's like, "I got us a place down in Delaware. A racing buddy manages it for his aunt or whatever. It was recently refurbished. I've been down there and it looks nice. Bethy knows the guy too." So we come down here and a week later he reveals he doesn't know the guy at all, has never met him face to face, and only knows of him because of Bethy.
And while the dude himself wasn't a problem, the landlady was. And she was a problem the entire time.
So yeah, this all started because of step-dad opening his mouth about something that was none of his business. Yes, that woman's situation was sad, but she could not be helped because she didn't want help. She knew what was happening and chose to deal with it.
We've been facing poverty my entire life, but I've never been homeless until now. And I'm just a bit bitter because I know where this all started and mom knows where it all started, but step-dad won't acknowledge that he's the reason for this entire decline in our lives.
And we can't just leave him behind because I'm not capable of doing everything necessary to maintain a house by myself. Not when I have a disabled mom to care for on top of all that. Not when I have to be her legs and help raise my sister on the side.
They are still together but on mom's end the emotions fizzled out a long time ago and now it's a matter of convenience because none of us could make it solo. Bethy also needs her father around because while he's the problem, he's still a better dad than mine, and that's saying something.
So we just have no money, are stuck in hotels we can't afford, have nowhere to go as 40+ waiting lists are just sitting by with no change.
I'm annoyed. I want to cry. I don't have the luxury of emotionally unloading right now though.
[gofundme]
[ko-fi]
Now suddenly we're informed that people aren't supposed to stay in this shitty motel for more than 20 days at a time(yet they're accepting money from the state up to 3 months for ppl). Dave wasted all his money and begged mom to bounce her account to last us until Hallowe'en. Mind you, last night he was like, 'I'll have it handled' yesterday when mom asked where he's getting the money to extend our stay by another week. he did not have it handled because he woke up later than he was supposed to, and then sat there making excuses of why he couldn't follow through with his plan.
He signed up for help from the Salvation Army and has to do charity work with them for them to help us... yet it has been 2 weeks already and the guy in charge if that has managed to never be able to come and pay since then. So anything I've earned on Ko-Fi this month has been used for rent and we're eating whatever the lady at Sally's gives Dave every day(which isn't much).
Dave decided to bounce his own account to get the money for the rent but came back claiming he couldn't do it. He basically went and did everything BUT what mom told him to do, and claimed that she would just have to do it in the end. (Mind you... he's still going to dirt races, except this time he's bumming money off 'friends' from the races. ppl who promised to help us with our problem when this all started and always managed to be unreachable, but were capable of going to the races every time there is one, as well as paying for other ppl to go.)
So mom's account is bounced again. We might be kicked out anyway on next Friday because the owner has been expressing displeasure over us still being here(even though he's getting paid). The lady has been getting his distracted but she's said he's asking questions now and there are no answers to give.
We're just waiting and have nowhere to go. Delaware is hell to live in.
Here is the first 4 pages. I'll put the others up later to tie it together.
This is before Frankie and Mac left the underground. They already have Frisk under their care.
I will eventually do the beginning, state of the underground and whatnot.
Everything will be snippets and at different points of time. I'm not even sure if I want to pull the whole story comic or type it out...
Sassy, I like that in a couple of skeletons, but I have to ask something that struck me just now. How did you go about the piercings? Were there any concerns with bone cracking or fracturing?
My guess is as good as yours. The possibility is infinite with these guys ;)
Meet Frankie (left) and Mac (Right). These are my beloved bois that I kept hanging onto for so very long. Last I did this, it was an old drawing from years ago. Now they are looking as good as ever! I hope you all enjoy!
THIS AUDIO IS NSFW 18+ ONLY!!!!
So, as thanks for being so patient with me and for me reaching a rather high goal on Patreon, I’ve decided to gift you guys this Patreon exclusive audio of Error Sans! :D
I really hope you enjoy it, and thank you for your continued support! If you guys keep up this support, I can keep giving content for free to you guys! So please, if you’d be so kind, consider maybe becoming a patron on Patreon
Or if you can’t support me monthly, please consider donating through Ko-Fi!
Every little bit helps! ♥ Thank you!
THIS AUDIO IS NSFW 18+ ONLY!!!!
So, as thanks for being so patient with me and for me reaching a rather high goal on Patreon, I’ve decided to gift you guys this Patreon exclusive audio of Error Sans! :D
I really hope you enjoy it, and thank you for your continued support! If you guys keep up this support, I can keep giving content for free to you guys! So please, if you’d be so kind, consider maybe becoming a patron on Patreon
Or if you can’t support me monthly, please consider donating through Ko-Fi!
Every little bit helps! ♥ Thank you!
Uuuuuuuuuuuh-
Yep, I'm guilty hehe, this is just a little small fanart of a fanfic called:
(The Last of the) Real Ones made by Vasperchan on AO3, or @vesperlionheart here on tumblr :D
Scene is found on Chapter 20 ;>
