Something, Something... Angst Art :>

Something, something... Angst art :>

Something, Something... Angst Art :>
Something, Something... Angst Art :>

I played a bit with the filters on the second one

Also Wraith I will write my part as soon as my pretty little head will be so kind and remember what I wanted to write yesterday

Also I know I didn't quote Nightmare perfectly but I drew this at like 10 pm yesterday and I remembered it wrong pretend that's what he said-

Wrote something based on the idea Cray and I thought of:

Desperation wasn't new to Killer. It was what drove him into madness in the first place, filled his soul with so much Hate that he scarecely recognized himself as a Monster. Sometimes, he'd find himself lost in the hallways of the castle while his soul melted like those DT-riddled amalgams.

And he knew Nightmare wasn't far behind, hands and claws grasping at his shoulders and throat, whispering all of his sins like a Judge. It wasn't rare to see Killer hunched against a wall and sob so hard he choked on his own breath.

He'd remember Cross try making his way to him - or was that Horror? - and say something muddled but stop. Maybe they realized he was a lost cause and gave up trying. Or Nightmare simply selt them away. He can't quite tell with how his sockets flood with liquid Hate.

Sometimes, he seeks Nightmare out before an episode, when he can feel it in the back of his mind and thrumming in his soul. Staggering into Nightmare's office and collapsing at his feet as his legs gave out.

If there was one thing he did remember, it was the way Nightmare smiled at him. Like someone sick with pleasure at seeing another in pain. It was a mean smile, one he'd made all the time before the episodes came more frequently. It was a wonder Nightmare still sent him on missions. Maybe he liked watching Killer try to take lives before seizing up.

"Killer."

His head tilts up from his spot on the dark carpet, knees rubbed raw from kneeling.

"Who allowed your thoughts to wander. Pay attention."

With that, punishment came swift and agonizing - a tentacle had shot itself right through his ribs and forced his body to tilt back as he was pinned in place.

"AAAAGH!!! Uhhhnn...! Hah... hah.....hah... sorry...." He grunts out, pain shocking through his bones with every faux breath.

Every moan of pain was met with a slow twist of the tendril, never once giving Killer a moment of reprieve.

"Mm. You came to my office to hurt. Don't waste my generosity."

Killer slowly grins, he cant help it. Yeah... He deserved this. He needed it. Someone to keep hurting him. Because after all that fucked up stuff he did, maybe it was about time he paid for it.

Another tentacle shot through him, and his head was thrown back as he screamed. He screamed and eailed until his throat was hoarse and no sound could escape. Nightmare's laughter quickly filled the silence instead, his twisted glee replacing his bloodcurdling screeching.

Any would have thought this was torture beyond measure, a fate anyone would do anything to avoid meeting again.

But they knew. They both knew.

He would come back for more.

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1 year ago

The "assassinated" guard - a Myth!au Kross fic

The vampires and nymphs were never enemies, but they aren't on the best terms neither. Common folks from the two kinds can only meet under a few circumstances, and it's illegal to interact with the other's soldiers, especially with the assassins. So what is Cross supposed to do when in the middle of their territory a vampire assassin runs into him with fatal injuries, followed by a huge pack of hyenas?

Myth!au belongs to me, the designs are currently under making

Tw.: Mention of blood, (infected) wound(s) and suicide

(Also sorry for grammar mistakes, this is my first writing and english is not my first language.)

Prologue

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Prologue - Nicu

He was running through the forest.

His mask broke into three pieces, his clothes were torn, and full of dirt, and the only weapon that was left for him was his small pocket knife.

He didn't know where his legs were taking him, but he was sure he left the vampire territory a long time ago. He was exhausted, his black tears ran faster than they usually did, and he weren't able to breath properly, but he had to run. Everytime he slowed down just a bit, he suddenly heard the panting of the hyenas closer and closer to himself.

He wasn't sure how long he has been running, but he knew that if something doesn't happen soon, the carnivores were to reach and kill him. He was running for a day now, and the injury on his right arm jut got worse since. It didn't bleed anymore, but the edges of the wound started to discolor, he was sure it was some kind of blood infection. And what made his situation even worse is the fact that he wasn't able to change his form at will at the point. He cursed himself for that, he was sure he could hide in the form of a little bat, and he wouldn't have to run anymore. Only if he could change his form for a minute, it would give him a chance to rest, and-

A hyena jumped on his back, and he almost fell to the ground. He didn't realize that the carnivores, sensing his fatigue, started to run faster. Or he slowed down while thinking? He wasn't sure. But one thing was clear: if he can't get the animal off of his back, he's doomed.

The hyena tried to bite his neck, and it gave him the perfect opportunity. He managed to lift his right arm, and poked into the carnivore's eye. It letted go of him, and fell down, screaming in pain. However, it's claws tore the dirty shirt off of his ribcage, and left a new, bleeding wound. He hissed up at the pain, but tried to ignore it.

The forest got darker as he ran, and his target looking soul shined up in front of his chest, like a torch. He was thinking about the opportunity to hide in the dark, but his soul made that impossible for him, and he was about to stop running, and just stab himself to death. He gave up on his mission a while ago, because it was obvious that the hyenas' pack leader won't be the one to attack him, if they reach him again. He wasn't even sure if the pack leader was there, chasing him, or just left it to the hunters of the pack.

He looked up from his thoughts again, and his eyes widened. He saw a spot of strong daylight in front of him. He knew he were saved if he were able to reach it. Hyenas hated sunlight, and maybe he was a vampire as well, the sunlight doesn't affected his real form, which he was in, since he didn't had skin as a skeleton.

He started to run towards the light with renewed strength and hope. The carnivores' growls became a bit quieter for a second, but they quickly catched up to the new pace.

He almost fell multiple times, because of the roots that started to get bigger as he got closer to the light.

Roots.

Roots on the surface.

He snorted up at the sudden realization, as he ran. Roots were most likely to be on the surface at the nymphs' territory, since they most old trees grew here. He came to the worst place he could, and he cursed his legs for that.

The light was only a few feet away from him. He ran even faster, when he saw a shadow from his right eye's corner. A hyena was about to jump on him from the side, and he knew he would fell down, if it reaches him, and there would be no chance to survive. Before the creature could have grabbed him, he jumped out of the forest to his freedom-

And he bumped into something. Or someone, he couldn't tell. The last thing he heard was a suprised gasp and the hyenas' growling, before everything went dark, and his last thought was that he wished he could have said goodbye to his only friend, Dust.

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First (here) - Next

(I know this is an artblog, but I wanted to post the prologue here. I'm planning on making a sideblog for Myth!au, where I will post the story as well. Sorry that the prologue is so short, I'll try to make most of the chapters over a 1000 words, this is around 600 word.)


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1 month ago

Dark cream day 3: (out of) touch

Dark Cream Day 3: (out Of) Touch

Honestly this is porbably my favorite idea out of all of them

Also nobody wants to know how many times I had to look back on a Dream Sans reference I couldn't remember his outfit if my life depended on it istg


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5 months ago

So brainrot got so intense I sat down and started to learn how to edit and made my very first one

@skeletoninthemelonland look what I made for u <3 the dorks ever

it's also up on my yt channel pls go check it out and maybe, idk, subscribe for more things like this in the future if you liked this one (here's the link btw)

(@/anlewvaeyrs & @/pruszided if you saw this post no you didn't. to be cringe is to be free and I feel like flying rn (I swear I'm not on any drugs))


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1 month ago

Dark cream week day 1: See

Dark Cream Week Day 1: See

(I had no idea what to do for background)

(Also Cross' eye is reflecting back in Shattered's bad one, I feel like that isn't entirely clear)


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2 weeks ago

need everyone to know that the artist who created this iconic artwork:

Need Everyone To Know That The Artist Who Created This Iconic Artwork:

is STILL creating wolf art TO THIS DAY. TEN YEARS LATER. proof that the world is beautiful. you can find her art right here, and here are a few of her more recent pieces that I absolutely adore:

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10 months ago

My everyday mood tbh

Uh oh.

Ideas are overflowing again

1 year ago

Hygene is an important thing GO REBLOG

I've seen this work on people before but you see, it won't work with me

Sooo if this post gets like 11k notes, I'll actually put away the two things of laundry that is cluttering my room, and I will brush my teeth more than once a month

This won't work cuz I only have 10k on like two relatable posts lmfao

10 months ago

[gets in with you]

[gets in my little clown car]

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