#chibi skeleton

[howlingdemon13]

shoutout to this little babie freak for fighting trevor despite repeatedly being stomped.

i love you, little creechur.

[fizzyorangefaygo]

Made some chibi versions of Jack and Sally for a family member, came out really cute!

[giannathemon]

Active skill: Goddess of the moon - Boosts the attack power of water type members of your party x5 subskill: Snowberry - every 5 turns Luna's power is doubled Subskill 2: giver of nightmares - nullifies the enemy's special abilities. As goddess of the moon Luna is capable of many things. Hydrokinesis, increasing something's gravity, making things float around her, healing, umbrakinesis, are just a few. However, be warned, because like anything in the world, there are two sides to the moon.

been on a little bit of a hiccup streak with the new tarot art, so I drew this to take a break from the tarot art. 

[hydrangeatee-blog]

This time I might just disappear...

Lil’ gifty for @mysterybensmysteryblog is finally done! Only a few years late, no biggy...@3@;; Frames done on Paint Tool Sai and put together with an online gif tool :3 To this day, your work means so much to me, Ben. Thank you!

[mccreates]

Hey all! Just want to make sure you all know the Skeletastic BackerKit campaign ends in just one week!

Here:

https://www.backerkit.com/c/projects/mcc-zines/skeletastic-kawaii-skeleton-wood-pins

I should have most of these pins in the shop after shipping for backers, but it will depend on the inventory I'm able to get. If you want to guarentee you'll get one (or all) of these cuties, please support the BK project!

BackerKit is just like Kickstarter - pledge now with a credit card and pay at the end of the project (April 18).

[hermitprivilege]

Even my brain is having creepy Halloween dreams

I went to a mansion, where I was greeted by some sort of woman in a huge burgundy satin dress that resembled a Victorian ball gown. I went inside and met her two daughters, who definitely had names but I forget what their names were. One was more magenta and one was more deep purple in their otherwise similar clothes. But they both wore the same colours, just different amounts.

I’m not sure what we did exactly, but I was there for a good 5 hours. I was starting to suspect that the woman and her daughters were evil, even though they were nice to me. I saw a lot of evidence of their crimes, but I pretended I didn’t. We sat in the daughters’ rooms and the woman and the purple daughter started to discuss kindergarten for mentally ill children. They said it was really hard to get in, even to pick up your kid. I didn’t even question why they were discussing this. Then I went to talk to the magenta daughter, who was less mean/evil than the other two. We chatted for about an hour, but then we went to check on the purple daughter. She had been murdered. There were other dead bodies in her room, from a few days earlier, who she had killed. I knew it. However, I had to play stupid and act like the only dead body I saw was the purple daughter’s, so the others wouldn’t find out I was on to them. Then I went upstairs and talked with my fake friends, who were there for some reason. They were really mean to me in this dream. As I left, my fingers accidentally touched them and they screamed, unironically, “STOP RAPING ME!!!” so I went back and angrily yelled at them about how accidentally touching people does not equate to rape, and how they need to stop being mean to me. After that, they didn’t appear in the dream again.

I went to the guest bedroom in the mansion, and sat on the bed for a minute. Then, the woman appeared in my doorway, this time wearing a huge black velvet dress that was very stiff. It was pretty much a re-colour of her red dress, with the material changed. I felt very threatened, as my room was small and she was blocking the doorway. Also, she was doing that creepy slow walk that vampires do. I stood up and asked if there was anything she wanted. She started to talk, still coming at me the whole time, but I was too scared to remember what she said. For some reason, I was also in a huge black velvet dress, but mine was knee-length with grey stockings underneath. I felt intimidated, so I kept my hands near my chest, ready for combat. She told me to un-poof my dress and keep my hands by my sides, in order to make her less intimidated. I nervously but firmly refused. That’s when she started to hurt me.

It was really scary, but I was surprisingly strong and able to break free of her grip. I wanted to run, but the daughter might try to stop me, and I was not in appropriate running attire, AND my mom planned to pick me up in an hour and a half. The street was quiet and far from home, so it wouldn’t be safe, either. I had to strangle the woman, whose face became more rounded and pale and wearing gothic makeup once I grabbed her neck. It was really easy to strangle her, actually. I didn’t want to kill her, so once she was out of breath, I sat on her limbs so she couldn’t move. I checked her heartbeat. Luckily, she was still alive. Her heart was racing and she was breathing heavily, so I’m not sure why I felt the need to check her heartbeat.

Just then, I heard the voice of the magenta daughter calling out for someone. I scrambled to my feet and met her halfway down the staircase. Not a good place to meet a daughter whose mother you’ve just strangled. She greeted me happily, to my surprise, and asked if there was anything I wanted to take home, since my mom would be here soon. I nervously started packing some candy and anime merchandise, when she casually said, “I heard you strangling my mom.” I gasped and apologized, saying I only did it for self-defense and she’s still alive. She just told me to go back upstairs and bring her mom downstairs. I nervously did so, hoping this wasn’t a trap.

When I got upstairs, the mother was not lying in the corner but a beige “chibi” skeleton. I picked it up and gave it to the daughter, who cuddled it and said she’d always wanted one. Then she said some stupid “blonde girl” stuff as I brought the candy and anime merch to the car and got in. 

Then we went to my primary school’s park, where a race was being held. My nemesis from primary school told me he was the fastest and I couldn’t beat him. I told him that I had been practicing, but he was probably right. He was.