#frozen!nightmare

[cakesmelons]

it's been a while since i've drawn my frozen babes <3

also shout out to that one person forever ago who noticed that frozen nm's belt and dream's crown are the same shape.

(NM never wanted to actually leave DREAM. So even subconsciously he gave himself something to remind him of Dream)

[forgettingcrowbin]

Frozen au by @cakesmelons! :D

[sunnymainecoon]

Had a heart attack in the middle of this. Very clearly suffering and pain,,,, man I hate shading

........I FORGOT CROSSS!!!(he's keeping nightwatch pls I hate myself omg)

Posting on my own account because it's basically a finished drawing(I totally did not use the sketch as lineart out of laziness)

@cakesmelons BET YA WEREN'T EXPECTING THIS NOW WERE YA⁉️ I like drawing sleepy skellies so despite all the torture this was a treat

I could've probably done better but it's good enough and im getting lazy

[art-containing-x]

Just wanted to draw a scene in frozen with this AU 👍

Frozen!Nightmare and Frozen!Dream belongs to @cakesmelons

[chloesimaginationthings]

Death looms over Vanny's shoulder in FNAF..

[adventurelandia]

Disney Evolution by Ry-Spirit

[magentacravat]

Literally Anna's nightmare.

[emma-is-swaggy-and-epic]

I think we should all edit our fandoms' logos together like they're a "rise of the brave tangled dragons" crossover from 2014

[zacharyleartist69]

My brain really went out with these drawing man lmao.

I was planning on posting them yesterday, but it was an eventful day for me so here it is now. Basically these are some designs I wanna use for my Mirrorverse drawings for now on, these are only a few 🤷🏽‍♀️

[lichilly]

joseph the man that you are........ head in hands

cw nightmare mention, gender neutral reader

The moon peeks through the curtains, casting a calming white light that paints shifting shapes on your creaky apartment floor. The only sounds filling your apartment are the distant sound of passing cars and Joseph’s steady breathing beside you.

Your eyes drift over to his form, tracing the outline of his being. He’s sleeping on his side, face mushed into the pillows, a heavy arm draped over your waist . You've never noticed how long his eyelashes are until now.

He shifts, eyebrows knitting together before his eyes gently peek open.

You contemplate pretending to be asleep, but it’s too late—his eyes flutter fully open, meeting yours. Your cheeks warm, caught in the act of watching him sleep for who knows how long.

He doesn’t mention it.

“You okay?”

His voice is deeper than usual, thick with sleep as he rubs his eyes and looks at you.

Your fingers grasp at a nearby blanket, fiddling with the fabric absently as you search for the right words.

He scans your face when you don’t answer, dark eyes scanning yours. He lets out a soft huff, his eyes softening when he finds what he’s looking for.

“Nightmare?” He asks gently

You hum, nodding your head as memories of the grim scenes replayed over your glossy eyes. Over, and over again.

The arm around your waist tightens, pulling you closer. His chest is warm against your cheek, a comforting contrast to the cool air drifting through the open window.

His heartbeat fills your ear, drumming softly as his chest rose and fell. Has he always been this warm?

“You don’t have to talk about it,” he whispers.

You burrow deeper into his chest, trying to hide the greedy intakes of his scent—ashy cigarettes, leather, and summer air—a scent you could happily lose yourself in.

A rough hand dips into your hair, curling around the base of your head and cupping it gently. The warmth bleeds through your scalp, cascading down your body in waves as you fight the urge to shiver. He pets at your scalp, blunt fingernails gently scratching skin. It’s almost overwhelming—the scent of him, the warmth he radiates, how he makes you feel cared for so effortlessly. It’s addicting how easily he loves you.

[cakesmelons]

10 years ago today Frozen was released!!! to commemorate, i drew the frozen dreamtale brothers.

havent posted about them in a while (criminal). but i really do love these boys <3

[lynxgriffin]

Eldritchrune Doodles!

Okay, decided to go ahead and post the results from the art stream today! Just a bunch of Eldritchrune stuff I was having fun with, some of them based on asks, which I included!

Eldritch Berdly's primary means of torment is a continuous sonic voice attack where he screams his opinions on Minecraft and Fortnite nonstop

Also, some cool glowy accent feathers, just because.

I really wanted to go ahead and do Eldritch Catti and Jockington too, since I'm pretty certain they'll be in some future Dark World anyway. Here they are combined into one horrible occult-based chimera, where they can unleash all manner of dark spells! (Their favorite is the one where people get pelted by deadly soccer balls)

Hey, she needs plenty of calcium to keep those teeth strong and sharp! Meanwhile, Kris is fine with a questionable chocolate bar.

Went ahead and just did Spamton Neo since I wasn't sure what sort of direction to go with Jevil. Taming the secret bosses seems like it'd be a much more difficult task...if it was even possible!

Diversity Win! This Eldritch horrordeer freezing enemies on sight is gay, and is just making some frozen treats for her girlfriend to enjoy!

[cakesmelons]

"Monsterfucker" "You're not a monster"

Why's that actually so fuckin cute. 😭

Crepic being happily monogamous -> the epic harem

IT'S HORRORS GODAMN BDAY AND I KNOW DAMN WELL FROM EXPERIENCE I WON'T DRAW SH FOR HIM SO—

Anyways happy birthday giant rat ☺️☺️ here's the magma btw, I'm dedicating it to Horror

There's also this one- recruiting some bitches with Epic :3 ( @cakesmelons )

[agarafile]

THE RAIN FROZING IS SO FREAKY WHAT THE HECK I HATE THIS

[hermitsdump]

Suguru Geto x reader

mild hurt/comfort, established relationship, nightmare, implied ptsd

the end got this song stuck in my head

your body tries to throw itself up from the mattress, clawing desperately at what weighs it down until breaking free. Your eyes haven't adjusted, but you know where you are, you know the layout of your apartment.

The pain shooting through your knees and brow says that you didn't know what direction you were facing. Trying to orient yourself, squinting through the sharp throb and splayed fingers.

A familiar voice and gentle glow of his bedside lamp bring you back.

“...okay? That sounded like it hurt.”

“Yeah,” you breathe deep and shaky, rubbing between your eyes. “I'm just going to check the do-”

“Close this eye,” he gently touches your face, stepping past you through the open doorway.

“What?” You do it, waiting for your heart to stop pounding, realize you aren't in the nightmare.

“You're bleeding,” he murmurs, pressing a damp cloth to it. “So what happened?”

“thought I was somewhere else,” you mutter, holding the cloth in place while he offers a hand to help you up.

Geto follows, turning lights on while you check the front door, the balcony, pacing through each room and looking in closets and behind the furniture. “Satisfied?”

You nod slightly, sighing and returning to his side.

“Come here, then.”

You slide up onto the bathroom counter, head hanging while Geto reaches for the first aid stuff. In the clear light, his forearms are mutilated with bright red scratches. And you feel his skin packed under your nails.

“Let me see it.”

You grip the counter with white knuckles, stomach gnawing itself over the damage. At least your eyes are shut while he cleans and covers the injury. Chewing the inside of your lip as if that will find it something to say.

“I guess you were lucky enough to hit the latch on the edge of your brow bone,” Geto comments. You keep quiet as he presses the sticky material to your skin. “do you want some ice for it?”

You shake your head, feeling the bandage and blinking in the light. “I'm sorry for hurting you,” the words slur out before your eyes can focus.

He laughs lightly, and it almost sounds like he's proud. “I'm glad you're having fight and flight responses.”

You take his forearms one by one, turning them over to see what you've done. There is no blood among the hundreds of red dots, but still, you realize he woke up from the scratching and moved away, not from the loud collisions of your body with the doorframe and the floor.

“you hurt yourself worse,” he laughs, pressing a kiss to your forehead.

“you're allowed to be mad at me,” you pout, but he won't give you the satisfaction.

For having nightmares? Grow up, Geto thinks, noting that he's spent too much time with Satoru if his internal voice sounds like that.

“Look here.” Geto forces you into eye contact, but something is off, not quite like he's looking through you. The slight shift in his gaze clues you in that he's checking your pupils.

“Do I pass the test?” You huff, giving into his little health check. You wouldn't be allowed to sleep if it looks like a concussion.

“Hmm, I suppose,” he muses with hands on your knees that already feel soft and swollen, weak beneath the skin, asking if you're sure you don't want any ice for them.

“I don't care about that,” you breathe, spreading your not-yet-blue knees apart to drag him closer. I just want to be equals.

“we are equals. What is this about?” did you mutter that last part out loud?

“nothing,” you sigh into his chest. “You're being demoted to little spoon.”

This should eventually fit into frozen snow (ao3), a future au of my fic drifting snow (ao3), which is a future au of falling snow (tumblr and ao3) (Geto's ending) by @indiewritesxoxo (formerly indieotterxoxo)

[disneyboot]