#nightmare duo

[dragotalks]

here's a duo literally no-one knows and is linked mostly just to me and my friend cuz it really doesn't have a meaning itself

I love that song though

[airyesart]

they deserved at least one scene together

[regaliasonata]

They’d be the most annoying pair of friends, so insufferable and not allowed at any functions or events

Also terrifying to deal with if they joined forces

[mythicalmagical-monkeyman]

Mei: *about Peng* Who's the bird? Macaque: The bird is Satan!

[iced-sweet-dt]

Could I perhaps request something sweet/fluffy (non-shippy!) with c!Dream and c!BBH, pls? 🥺👉👈 Only if'n you want to, though!

Absolutely, thank you for voting!

(Vote Fundy & Dream in this poll and send me proof to get a short story!)

“Dream?”

The man in question sat on top of the Community House, watching as the sun steadily sank lower in the sky, the beginnings of golden glint flickering on the water below. He half-turned, toying with the mask in his lap as if to hurriedly re-equip it.

“Oh! It’s just you, Bad.” 

He scooted over and patted the spot next to him on the stone frame, which Bad gratefully lowered himself onto, staring out at the oncoming sunset. Together they watched it silently, lost in admiration.

“You know,” Bad started ponderously, “you’ve really built something special here, Dream.” He swept a clawed hand across the painted horizon, where their small collection of buildings gave way to rugged hills. His tail swept a low arc in tandem. “It could even succeed Munchy someday.” “Really?” Dream looked at his adoptive parent, surprised. “You really think so?”

“Maybe one day. Something so well-run and precious… Well, they don’t come often.” 

And Dream knew Bad had the centuries of wisdom to back that up. He slipped into a daydream--tens, hundreds, maybe even thousands of people working, playing, living in the world he’d set aside for his friends. His very soul thrummed, the land crying happily in anticipation of a found family of however-many-people needed to find joy here. He didn’t even realize he was crying himself until Bad was reaching over and wiping the tears from Dream’s cheeks, hand-in-hand. 

“You okay, Dream?” he asked worriedly, reminding Dream of the many times he’d gotten injured as a child, and how Bad’s steady presence comforted and provided for him endlessly. He smiled despite the tears, and Bad gave a fanged smile back.

“Yeah, I’m just, I’m just so happy,” he sniffled.

Bad patted him on the back and allowed Dream to lean into him, taking in their familial comfort as they had many times before. When the Dream Team had struck out on their own--determined beyond compare to find their own place and make a name for themselves--many tears had been shed during that watershed moment, as Bad’s youngest finally left the nest. 

And now here they were, together again, a bright and shining future awaiting them.

“I’m so proud of you, my son.”

[tubborucho]

makes sense

[signanothername]

A little life update

Killer making a long awaited call to get somethings off his chest as another step to heal? Yes sir

[scitty]

still not beating the allegations [ID in ALT]

[howlsofbloodhounds]

Art/Killer by Rahafwabas

Scrunkly & malewife if malewife was a serial genocider. (He would never say bro but he would let you walk into a trap for amusement)

[honeyhare]

forever and ever <3

i'm still somewhat proud of these sketches so i colored them :3 not the best, because i drew them ON A PLANE, but ykyk

[bex-inxo]

What do you mean Cucurucho is most likely just manipulating Jaiden? Nah, they're besties!

[duckimate]

GRUMBO WEEK DAY 3 - " Nightmare " @grumboweek

"read more" at your own discretion. messy+wordy explanation of the concept coming:) .

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pardon me for being late but i really couldn't stand leaving this looking unfinished so. had to spend a bittt more time on it (might even post for grumbo week even after the event's over if thats okay!!)

we all got over the progression from their friendship to their betrayal of eachother in Last Life too soon. i need people to mourn with me

"Nightmare" made my mind immediately jump to the series that waffle duo really got their share of angst from, Last Life. How an unbreakable bond of friendship strengthened by literally passing eachother something as valuable as a life so quickly crumbled into them both betraying eachother in the end, a Nightmare scenario that the two of them would've never even considered for sure. even grian, who upon turning red was still clinging onto the hope that their bond was so strong that mumbo would join him as a redname. (concept) even red mumbo, who in his last ditch desperation tried reigniting post-red yellow life grian's humanity by giving him the spyglass, the southlander's physical embodiment of their friendship, only for grian to crush it mercilessly ,,,,,,,,,

anyway for this piece i tried real hard to cram in as much symbolism and imagery and intent behind my lines and colors as possible, so heres some of it! (theres more but thats on you to figure out!)

Composition + just some of the details : the main concept that i really wanted to drive home is the use of the SPYGLASS as symbolism for the progression of their bond throughout Last life, up until the end. yellow-side grian holds up a spyglass, looking towards the right

day4 past and future concepts ahead the spyglass extends through the past to the present, like a solid line of sight into the future before its unfortunately crushed by red-side grian (him shutting down any friendship or reconciliation from mumbo) mumbo, back against the future, faced twoards the past, reaching his spyglass out looking for who his friend was, only to see a cracked figure of him staring back grian, faced towards the future in both drawings, but also looking back at mumbo, with different emotions but both with the same desire to move forward, one with adoration and another with the desire to move on from mumbo's dead body and focus on self-preservation. he knew he had to move on, and he was right.

SOUTHLANDERS BADGE: mostly for visual interest! but also unlike the spyglass, is an unremovable physical reminder for post-red grian (literally lodged deep into his shoulder)

CLIPPED WINGS: i felt like i had to mention that they're supposed to look clipped in the second drawing:) "HE NEEDS TO LEARN" was a real quote that was directed at both jimmy and mumbo, but we gotta adapt pfft ,,, this post is long. LOng long. i should stop. special SPECIAL thanks to my dearest @justrelaxhere for their hours worth of dissection of my drawing! god i could always count on them to squeeze every drop of symbolism out of my work. without them i wouldn'tve been able to fully articulate my ideas! okay thanks for reading people:D

[zee-rambles]

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“He wanted to get better.”

First I Prev I Next

[limonnitsa]

lda sees where it's coming 😵‍💫

I had a silly brainrot in my head based on @choccy-milky 's Seb and my HC one bc "oh so ENTP and ESTP in one room, what can be so bad about it?" And, well, EVERYTHING

Both troublemakers, both don't respect any authority in general, but the first one is good at understanding abstract conceptions, the second one's still smart but more practice-oriented and has a "social butterfly" energy.

They're a mess...

[turtleblogatlast]

[ cw: nightmares / trauma / ]

Post-invasion, Mikey sneaks into Leo’s room and when asked by Leo what the problem was, Mikey just smiles and says since he’s awake and knew Leo would be too, he didn’t want either of them alone. Leo laughs and lets Mikey stick around, both of them clumped together on Leo’s bed, watching grainy compilations of old Lou Jitsu commercials on Leo’s phone.

Technically, Mikey didn’t lie. He just didn’t explain everything that led him to Leo’s room. He didn’t explain the nightmare of his arms burning up too bright, too fast, destroyed before Raph and Donnie have a chance to help. He didn’t explain how he woke up with a wail caught in his throat, phantom pain in his arms and chest alike chasing away any semblance of exhaustion. He didn’t explain how his mind made sure he knew, vividly, that if one thing went wrong with his portal, then he would have never seen Leo again.

He didn’t explain, and he didn’t have to. Leo knows his brothers better than he knows himself, and Mikey has always been easy to read. So it’s no trouble to let Mikey know that he’s still with them, that Leo is here and alive with everyone else. And when Mikey finally regains his exhaustion and falls asleep leaning against Leo, Leo simply maneuvers him into a more comfortable position and stays by his side.

He doesn’t move, doesn’t go to sleep - not that he could, anyway. He just mindlessly scrolls on his phone, the soft snores of his little brother filling the room. He stays in place, awake, because he wants to be sure that when Mikey wakes up again it’s to the immediate sight that Leo is alive and well and home.

And, if Leo’s bring honest, that’s a reminder not just for Mikey’s sake.

[liothebiblioklept]

Monix but based off these lil emojis!! If anyone knows the artists who drew the two emojis please tell me I want to credit but pinterest isn't good at crediting artists so :(