#crv nico art
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creepedverse · 5 months ago
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Girls mall trip!!
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crushedsweets · 2 months ago
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JANUARY XX, 2008
FARNBURY, ALABAMA.
Characters & creators can be found on @creepedverse PT 1
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creepedverse · 9 months ago
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So normal ab them - N
Jack be lethal, Jack be slick.
Jill will leave you lonely, dying in a filthy ditch.
Ft. Tobin ( @necroromantics ) and Nico.
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koifly · 5 months ago
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I love other people's OCs so much bro, absolutely LOVE drawing them
@crushedsweets , @authormeat , @necroixe , @necroromantics , @deepsix-art , @clockeyedtoy
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creepedverse · 8 months ago
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Crv Nico in charcoal
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creepedverse · 9 months ago
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Tali is upset cause she’s late for her own wedding
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necroixe · 3 months ago
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late bday gift for @crushedsweets !!!
ft. the calico girls 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩
nico’s mine, dia belongs to @diasartstuff, bonnie belongs to @crushedsweets
non-photo version under the cut!
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koifly · 6 months ago
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Happy (late) birthday to Nico!!
she's so pretty bro it's insane
@necroixe
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necroixe · 8 months ago
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You, beautiful purveyor of chaos
destroyer of everything i know, have known, will know.
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Slender sickness affects even the willing.
Speedpaint for u guys!! Plus an un-bloodied variant
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necroixe · 5 months ago
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- I loved you like the sun.
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THIS IS SO LATE but i get the additive excuse that i already celebrated your bday w/ you in person 😌
Every single time we hang out I think about how the stars probs aligned when we met
for everyone who's unaware, dia and I are are best friends irl !! and she always gets a kick out of telling the story of how we met but it's my happy birthday post so i get to do it this time HAH
We go to the same uni and we were taking the same french class, I always showed up at least half an hour late and I remember she'd always be there before I was, sitting in the center of the room. From her perspective, she says it took her a solid couple of weeks to build up the confidence to compliment my outfit because she thought i was intimidating, and from mine i ws js super happy bc this super pretty girl called ME pretty when she finally did
the second time we ever hung out was in the stairwell after class. We were talking about our childhoods. At this point, I'd pretty much grown out of the creepypasta fandom, it's what i was most known for when I was younger but eventually i just lost interest. But I mentioned to her that it used to be one of my main fandoms, and her face lights up. She grabs her phone. I'd seen it turn on a couple of times with her notifications, but didn't pay a whole lot of attention to her lockscreen, i just assumed it was some kind of artwork from a tv show or wtvr. lo and behold she turns it on, flips the screen towards me, and it's a marble hornets lock screen. I snatched that shit from her hands so fast she thought i ws gna toss it off the stairs LMAO
BUT then she dragged me back into the fandom, held me at gunpoint to talk to a bunch of other super talented creators and noww we're all besties and we have creepedverse and i'm still trapped here and it's all her fault
HAPPY BIRTHDAY @diasartstuff !!!! YOU’RE ONE OF MY BESTEST FRIENDS EVER AND ILYSM AND HERE'S TO LOTS MORE BDAY'S TOGETHER
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koifly · 7 months ago
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One of my biggest interests at the time: @creepedverse
Idk, I love the whole concept and I love the individuality of each character, hence why I'm trying to draw every single one! Obviously, I still need to draw some but this is what I have for now:3
@necroromantics @crushedsweets @diasartstuff @redevilries
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necroixe · 6 months ago
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- Darling child, true love of mine.
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Nico hates green.
She hates that it looks like the woods the operator makes her fight through.
Tree arms scraping at her skin until it's cut red, raw.
She's never been big on nature, never festered any fondness for the great american landscape of alabama, or farnbury. The rolling daisy peppered hills, the way the lakes weren't even really blue, skimmed with treemoss and algae.
Still
It's Nero's favorite color.
Her sister likes to wear it, when she's not in her school uniform. Her stupid graphic tees, her ugly flannels, the green sweatshirt that's missing the hood, that was always too large, the sleeves coming over her hands that she fights to roll back over her thin elbows.
Her sister is a mess. Not prissy like Nico is. She doesn't care about her appearance, about being perfect. The woman washes her clothes near daily, splattered with mud and insect blood, idly wondering how a little kid even manages to make such a mess. And still she finds her, stomping out of the woods, earth ridden boots, grin on her mouth. There's a branch poking out from her dark tousled hair, specks of dirt against her small face. And when Nico gathers her into her arms, buries her face in her hair, Nero smells like the sun. She smells like the forest, like grass.
And Nero is green. Nero's springtime, she's the golden tinged powder of april haze, she's lake moss, and beetlewings, hummingbird feathers. Everything beautiful, imperfect in farnbury is green.
The only thing there left to love.
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Short little animation about Nico and Nero
Nico’s mine, Nero belongs to my sister!
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necroixe · 8 months ago
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Crv nico dump!!
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creepedverse · 9 months ago
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necroixe · 9 months ago
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- Best friends.
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Those kids were inseparable. They all were, really. Locked together by knots like a cult. Did everything together. Paid no mind to the rest of the town. But those two, especially. Nico, Dia. When they started hanging around each other you almost never saw them alone again. People said their names together so often the syllables bled into each other, turned into one word.
You'd see them, sometimes, in the summer. Skinny legs poking out from underneath a tree, books scattered on the ground next to them. A shock of red hair buried behind a canvas, girl next to her collapsed in a half-naked heap, black hair awry across dead blue green grass. Nico would look at her, turn her whole head. Ask what she was drawing. Dia wouldn't even look up before she said it was her. Their fingers intertwined without either of them thinking about it. Nails were painted opposite colors, Dia's chipped, Nico's perfect and sharp.
Their bodies fell together like that, too, sometimes, in the heat and the dust of the day, sweat and perfume and the smell of the lake in the background. They'd just lie there. Staring at a nearly gone day moon. Bonnibel and Tommie joined too, sometimes. Nico didn't want them there, but then Bonnie would say something that made Dia erupt, spill over with laughter. Her eyes clenched shut and creased at the corners. Nico was fine with them, after that. The group sat there, and the wind would walk in circles around them, and Dia thought that this is how things should be. She thought it every time.
But nothing ever lasts forever. Nico was the one who always told her so.
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necroixe · 9 months ago
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And when you’ve wiped your hands of it, when you have nowhere else to go, what do you do?
Well. I guess you turn into her.
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❥ And this is nothing new,
It’s just the same old blues.
Like a devil on my shoulder,
Nothing left to lose.
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❥ Farnbury’s nightmare girl.
❥ Nico is pure vitriol. She goes down like absinthe, like radium water, like sick. She's mean. She knows it. Everyone knows it.
❥ There's a filth to her beauty, like a vase that's been shattered and put back together, with all its cracks and jagged edges and missing pieces, dirt and old blood stuck in the gaps.
❥ And god, does she let you know she's beautiful. The information rests on her face like a weapon, like the whole world’s already fucked up from the beginning by not kneeling at her feet. It's an ugly sort of beauty, an anger-fueled, jealous, hungry, selfish kind. The kind that says she’ll use you, and you'll swallow your bile and thank her. She'll hate you otherwise.
❥ She'll probably hate you anyway, actually. She hates most things. Hates the rain, the sun, men, other women, the color green, anything that moves. Anything that doesn't.
❥ What she hates the most though, is losing. Nico doesn't ever lose. She's always the last one standing. The solitary survivor of every disaster. She always wins. She's always right.
❥ Everything, to her, has an objective reality. A rational equation. The world is black and white and full of sharp edges, and she'll carve out a space for herself in it if it kills her, if she kills it.
❥ Because how could anything matter more than her? How could anything less perfect deserve her love, or her attention, or her kindness?
❥ Nothing does, of course. She's her own favorite thing. It's only natural.
❥ And she has a right to be vain. A human hurricane like her. A black hole. She'll rip you apart, bit by bit, atom by atom, her eyes are an event horizon. No one's ever loved her without ending up a mound of mangled viscera. She's fucking god.
❥ And what does a god do?
❥ Anything she wants, of course.
Art by me, collage by @necroromantics
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