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more fluff I’m embarrassed to post.
I still think Tara should’ve been a final girl. ..
#my draws#terrifier#Tara hayes#jenna kanell#weird ships#i’m just being silly#i know it doesn’t make sense#Tara x art#art the clown x tara#drawing#doodle dump#self indulgent crapola#fluff#nonsense#idk I guess I ship it#drawing is fun#fan art#horror girly#slashers#horror fanart#tarart#horror ships#self indulgence at its finest
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Thinking of making a BarclayPierce Pinterest Board
#barclaypierce#andy barclay#nica pierce#ships#horror ships#chucky series#child's play#curse of chucky#cult of chucky
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im sorry this is so random, but as you're someone who is a horror character shipper, and a fan of the thing as i just saw, PLS consider my current favourite ship that is maccready x windows
mmmyes, this ship is pleasing to me😎 comfort poor windows, the mans was goin thru it.
#thank u for the ask!#horror ships#the thing 1982#something thats important to horror imo is to have a mix of chars with varying tolerance to stressful situations#theres the macready who handles it rly well#then theres the windows who is crying and screaming and throwing up (it me i am windows)#mac had windows untied and holding a flamethrower with him like right off the bat in the blood test scene#and windows was always in macs corner even when everyone was ready to kill mac he raised concerns#“what if we're wrong abt him???🥺”#aaa i like this ship it is nice
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Sry I’m late, I was being held in a maximum security prison on a secluded island and they had no wifi.
#myart#creepypasta#ticci toby#slenderman#tobias rogers#crp#tim wright#marble hornets#masky marble hornets#hoodie marble hornets#mh hoody#masky and hoody#brian thomas#horror#jeff the killer#eyeless jack#that one Twitter drawing meme that I will not post on my Twitter because I don’t like that place#slender proxy#hope somebody out there enjoys this it got less funny after staring at it for multiple hours#also idk if I need to disclose this but this isn’t ship art#at the very least I’m opposed to Tim/toby cus yk
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Biting you. Biting you. Biting-
#big fan of weird bad body horror kissing and these guys using each other as a stimtoy 👍#If I haven't made it clear already I like Billford a lot. They tick like every box for my favourite kind of ship. Theyre just so terrible#I love humany Bill stuff I really do. But man. Ford being REALLY into gross weird kissing with literal Triangle Bill? Thats is where its AT#Gravity Falls#Fan art#Billford#Bill Cipher#Ford Pines#Stanford Pines#young stanford pines#Bill/Ford#bill x stanford#ship art#Fanart#GF Fanart#Artists on Tumblr#My Art#God these are all in different styles lmao. I am not kidding with my blog description. style consistancy is not a girl I know
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The only ship dynamic that 𝙜𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙚 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚. 🖤
Monster X Human
#artists on tumblr#comics#my art#oc#monster#monster art#horror#horror art#ship dynamics#monster x human#terato#terat0philliac#teratophillia
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happy pride month from the first husbands of horror
#scream#scream (1996)#billy loomis#stu macher#skeet ulrich#matthew lillard#first husbands of horror#billy x stu#stu x billy#stuilly#is that their ship name?#pride month#happy pride 🌈#pride 2024#gay#mine: scream franchise#*
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SOMETIMES Nightmare needs to indulge them in their mortal needs... to keep them functioning yk. But yk to be as lazy as possible just have them sleep together..
#I've been. thinking about wisps lately...#and errr yeh making new AU that I've wanted to make for like 2 years so yuh#sans au#utmv#undertale au#sanscest#if u want anyways#killer sans#horror sans#dust sans#murder time trio poly#murder time trio#like k said... if u want anyways.... doesn't haven to be ship...#UwU#comic#kind of anyways#I just started drawing killers bones for whatever reason and then just kept that idk what happened there#idk school makes me sad. I have school in like. 30 minutes😞😔
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Istg I ain't seeing no rottencrop ship ANYWHERE as of late so I made it myself >:3
#fuck my art style#rottencrop#horror sans#horrortale#horror#farm#farm sans#farmtale#horror x farm#farm x horror#ship#cuties#sketch#undertale au#undertale#undertale art#undertale fanart#sans#utmv#digital art#my art#cute
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Goldfish shipping angst <3 don't ask me why i drew this
#liamz artz#roblox#roblox fanart#roblox art#roblox horror#roblox horror game#roblox dandys world#dandys world#dandys world glisten#dandys world finn#goldfish shipping
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You can draw whatever you want forever
#shit post#this goes without saying but NOT a ship lmao#father daughter bonding#i guess#he adopted her#doki doki literature club#ddlc natsuki#natsuki ddlc#ddlc#ddlc fanart#ddlc plus#mouthwashing swansea#swansea mouthwashing#swansea#mouthwashing game#mouthwashing fanart#mouthwashing#horror games#art#digital art#joke art#me and bro
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hop on lethal company 2 babygirl
#my art#sugarflow#lmfao sorry this is solely for myself so i can send this to my friends#get on lethal company bro... [starts making out sloppy style to the horror of everyone else on the ship]#lethal company#theyre like starcrossed lovers except trapped in a corporate contract that leads them apart#lol
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Stanley wasn't sure if he was supposed to be dead. He wasn't all too sure if he was supposed to be alive, either.
He was... somewhere. He didn't know where exactly, but it didn't matter. Nothing really seemed to matter all that much in this strange place. Compared to the unfathomable expanse of nothingness that surrounded him, everything else practically paled in comparison. Still, Stanley felt as though this all-consuming abyss that kept him prisoner within its dark maw deserved a name; at the very least, a title. Yet, it didn't feel right to call this place anything. Death too egregious, and Life too extroadinary; either terms felt far too extreme to his liking. There was nothing particularly hideous nor amazing about where he was. He was simply somewhere in-between.
For as long as he could remember, Stanley's world was just that. This somewhere; this in-between of not quite Death and not quite Life. This empty, greedy abyss that seemed to swallow him whole, stretched as far as the eye could see in every direction. There was no sky, no ground, no anything; only the daunting dakness engulfing his every senses and leaving him horribly, hopelessly blank.
That wasn't all there was to it, however. This... somewhere, it was more than just a lifeless void.
Stanley wasn't sure if he could find the right words to properly describe it. He didn't think he could ever come to fully understand the feeling himself, but. Somehow, the abyss felt... hungry. Unimaginably, insatiably, and unbearably hungry.
The hunger seemed to eat away at Stanley, tearing off pieces of him chunk by chunk, piece by piece. With every blink, another part of himself seemed to disappear into the ravenous darkness around him. The void never took much at once, only pieces; nigh imperceptible impossibly tiny crumbs of what made him- so little that they should have hardly mattered in the grand scheme of things. But Stanley noticed. He noticed every particle, every atom that was taken away from him by this greedy hunger. The darkness was eating him; digesting him.
It was as though hunger was all that mattered in this somewhere, this stomach; the world itself a single immense digestive system. He could practically feel the void's biting hunger pangs reverberate through his bones. It was so hungry, so hungry.
The dark ate him slowly, ripping him apart from inside out and outside in. It took his flesh first; stealing away the muscles and fat beneath the skin, leaving behind nothing but meager skin stretched over bone. Sometimes, not even his bones were given the luxury of being spared, and he would find himself with an odd dip in his side where the abyss had taken a rib or two; or with half his face lopsidedly sagging into a limp mess with no muscles, fat, nor eye socket to properly hold up the skin of his face onto his skull.
The hunger took without mercy, without order nor preference. It ate anything, everything, as long it helped abate the forever stabbing, starving desperation that painfully twisted and tore at its non-existent stomach. It never really was satisfied.
It got worse when it started eating his memories.
Stanley despised the thought of losing more of himself than simply his physical body to this greedy void. However, what terrified him far more than the notion that this insatiable hunger could breach even his mind, was the fact that he couldn't remember which memories it took.
Stanley couldn't remember much; before the darkness; before the endless hunger. He liked to imagine, though, of what he could have been before. He'd probably had a warm home, warmer than the cold, cold abyss. He'd probably had a loving family. Probably. He couldn't remember.
Everything turned unsure when his own mind started failing on him. Stanley tried to cling to what little he knew. He had his name held tight in his iron clad grip, repeating it to himself like a mantra. He would try and keep track of time, but it was all in vain. Time didn't seem to matter in the face of hunger. Perhaps it had been years since Stanley's arrival; hundred, maybe even thousands. Or, perhaps it had only been a few days, weeks, months. Stan once had a fleeting, terrifying thought that maybe Time too was already victim to the darkness' insatiable hunger.
However, as much as Stan could forget his past, his identity, and life, perhaps the most tragic loss to him greater than anything else was the memory of Him.
He was important to Stanley. He couldn't remember why, but he was. There was nothing of Him left in his memories. No face, no name; not even why He mattered to him in the first place. All he knew was that the loss of Him had struck him with such profound heartache and sorrow that it had left him weeping helplessly for so long, unable to move and rooted in one spot for days, weeks, years. He couldn't remember how long.
Stan was only snapped out of his comatose stupor by His hand.
It was all that was left of Him, other than the knowledge of His past existence. It was warm, a glowing red hand that pulsed almost reassuringly within Stanley's own, its long six digits curled tightly and firmly around his hand, never once faltering in its grip. He couldn't remember a time when he didn't have it. He's had it clutched within his own cold, rough palms like a lifeline since forever; every step he took and every move he made done hand in hand with Him.
Desperately, frantically, he held onto His hand, never once letting it go. Losing the hand meant losing Him for good, and he wasn't sure if he would be able to cope with the consequences of that all alone.
However, ocasionally, even the the comforting presence of His hand was unable to keep his mind anchroed for too long, and Stanley would lose track of his memories. Plagued by odd laspes of utter emptiness, Stanley would suddenly forget. His own name, his face, everything he knew and remembered would slip withut warning between his fingers like sand; streaming down, down, down and getting lost in the gaping mouth of the void below him. He would wander aimlessly with no real destination in mind, simply roaming somwhere, anywhere.
He would come across all sorts of sights during these odd episodes of his. He'd crossed paths with hundreds upon thousands of partically decomposed remnants of once living, breathing organisms; All of them endeniably, for the lack of better words: dead. He'd walked past entire forests; enormous clusters of tall pine trees completely uprooted and floating in a massive mass of rotting leaves and half digested bark. He'd walked past countless animals, big and small, all in various stages of digestion. Animals always seemed to rot away faster than anything else, and Stanley wasn't so sure what that meant for him.
Once, Stan had somehow even found his way before the destroyed remains of a universe.
It was dead. There was no other way to describe the state it was in. He hadn't even known it was possible for entire universes to simply... die. Stolen away from its rightful place in the starry night sky.
The scene was everything he'd thought impossible to take place in this all-consuming abyss. It was extroadinary. A veritable bursting cacophany of light and heat. It was as though the universe's explosion had been paused at just the right moment, frozen in time at the very moment of its heat death. Its particles flickered, undulating softly and shifting ever so slightly like looking through a warped window. If Stanley stood still enough, and listened closely, he thought he could even hear the softest sound of the shattered screams of the broken remains of the universe ringing silently in the air. It was as ethereal as it was haunting.
The thought of the unimaginable power required to be able annihilate entire universes just like that... It scared Stan.
Stanley may not be sure of anything anymore, but as he watched the debris swirl gently in the blinding epicenter of the shattered universe from afar, he knew with a certainty that he didn't think he possessed anymore, that he did not belong here.
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#the next part is like- so much worse#for the love of GOD to not tag this as ship 💀#my art#my writing#my fic#my fanfiction#two shot#gravity falls#gravity falls au#gravity falls fanfiction#HWINEBHABWNAJCAHOWEEATOWEUB AU#tw cannibalism#<- kinda??#tw death#tw eating imagery#tw body horror#tw mild gore#sorry if this isnt super good!! my writing's been slipping a little lately#cosmic horror#oh the horror
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UTMV YCH SALE!! 24 USD EACH
I thought this be fun to try out! I never done it before but, if it’s liked I’ll do more in the future with other aus and also with SB fnaf or with DCA if anyone would like that! For now here’s these!
There will be four slots available for each Ych! (EDIT) There are three extra characters added now for more options!! ERROR YCH(OPEN)2/4 slots
FELL YCH(OPEN)2/4 slots
HORROR YCH(OPEN)2/4 slots
CLASSIC YCH(OPEN)1/4 slots
PAPYRUS YCH (OPEN)0/4 slots FELLSWAP YCH (OPEN)1/4 slots
SEAM ERROR YCH(OPEN)1/4 slots
DM me and sign the google form if your interested to tell me which one you’d like!
#ych open#ych art#utmv#utmv fanart#undertale#undertale aus#underfell#Horrortale#errortale#error sans#fell sans#classic sans#horror sans#art#my art#art commissions#commissions open#ych commission#your character here#ych slots#Ych sale#Sorry for the watermark but since I never done this before I don’t want anyone to think they’re bases or something to steal!#oc x canon#canon x self insert#self ship art#self ship#artists on tumblr
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Wanted to try drawing something a little ornate, I think they’d make each other worse
#myart#creepypasta#crp#jane the killer#jane arkensaw#homicidal liu#jeff the killer#liu woods#if I was Jeff I’d try to kill him too#probably got tired of getting outmogged every morning#hey guys can I be honest#did not care for this drawing#did not care for it#but I spent the time so I’ll post lol hope someone out there enjoys it!#gonna draw some chill stuff for a bit#got an itching for eyeless jack#jtk#horror#also I think Liu is so pretty here. usually I’d try to avoid that a little but idk I kinda hc he’s pretty! idgaf!#creepypasta fanart#slenderman#not ship
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Classy & Horror
They went to the carnival to have some fun but it didn't turn out very well once they got home
Theres 1 more picture i will post since tumblr's image limit was 10 TwT
Classic sans belongs to Toby fox
Horror belongs to sour-apple-studios
#digital art#art#horror sans#sans#sans au#utau#utmv#classic sans#undertale au#sans undertale#horrortale#horrortale sans#not a ship
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