I had a dream last night that my fav characters were Pokemon, so I spent a stupid amount of time drawing these guys out.
Jack is a normal type that evolves to Ghost/Ice. Tooth is Fairy/Flying, Bunny is Grass/Fighting, North is Steel/Fighting. Then I thought the characters from the Golden Age could all evolve from the same little Normal Type! So Sandy is Fairy type, Pitch is Dark type, and Seraphina is Grass type. And I got too lazy to do them but maybe Koz-Steel, Nightlight-Fighting, Mim-Dragon (cuz they’re way powerful not cuz he’s dragon-ish).
It’s not a big deal, except that everyone seems to think the Boogeyman has a habit of eating children’s hands and feet when they’re left hanging off the bed.
Pitch takes quite a bit of offense to that gross misrepresentation of his character.
Children don’t even taste good :(.
+ Pitch impatiently explaining why North’s Christmas cakes aren’t vegetarian (why does the old man insist on using lard whyyyyyy). ++ Jack annoying Pitch with questions about whether he misses bacon/chicken/human sacrifices +++ Sandman is the only one who truly understands.
Strangely enough, I got most of the aspects of this prompt, and 2 of 3 bonuses for sure, and maybe 3 of 3 in spirit. Jack wants to know about the hands and feet thing, Pitch doesn’t like this question, and eventually evades it entirely by vanishing into dreamland. There’s a bit of reminiscing with Sandy, as they meet as somewhat antagonistic very old friends (frenemies?).
To save time and to kick off my blog, I’m putting all six parts of my How Not to Ride a Nightmare series on one post. These can all be found on my deviantart, to which there is a link on my blog. Be nice to my creations please, it’s their first time on Tumblr.
Darkness. That’s the first thing I remember. It was dark, it was cold, and I was scared. But then… then I saw the moon. It was so big, and it was so bright. It seemed to chase the darkness away. And when it did… I wasn’t scared anymore. Why I was there and what I was meant to do, that I’ve never known, and a part of me wonders if I ever will.