#shadow entity

[thechekhov]

if you think about it, every time we tranquilize animals to transport them safely to another place, we are the sleep paralysis demon

[ask-scrafty]

The conversations turn into static noise in the childs ears Her eyes locked firmly with the space behind the man The terror left her body locked into place, barely even able to tremble at the sight However, a small feeling began to creep into her chest as her gaze remained locked into place.... was it... sadness?... betrayal perhaps?... Perhaps even a bit of anger... The feelings felt too complex for her to understand in the moment.. Rhody gently places her hands on the childs shoulders, voice soft "Hey.. its okay... meeting new people can be a lot sometimes... its okay Sweetie... Come on, lets get you back to the others.." -- -- -- -- -- You come across another page within the journal. The words still scribbled loosely on the page, tiny and in a corner, almost as if the words were trying to remain hidden. The text reads "I don't trust the new cooking man. I think he did something bad."

[3quinox-c0nflux]

[ OC ] 📄Carlos Helsing👁️

A 27 days old OC I gotten from adopt; I just finally gave him name and proper ref sheet. He rarely show off his body to anybody, he prefer clothed and hiding his shadowy skins from public's eyes. Is Carlos nice? Maybe. Is Carlos mean? Maybe. Who knows because he's a mysterious fella.

Yes, his clothes have paper. No, you can't use it because it'll curse you, its a forbidden papers 😭

Designer(c)Furrypuddingthegreat@/FA

[arrowpierce-art]

"A being born of the darkest depths. Miasmatic fear overtakes the body, and consumes the heart. Meet the gaze of true terror; perhaps the gods will spare you another day."

OC: Edgar [it/they/he/she/any pronouns]

[ask-tenna-vision]

*shadows recoil, slithering back into darkness. An eye appears among them though. This time attention is given to another being who seems to also be hiding.*

Huh...so you're here. Long time no see, I suppose... Came to cheer this TV up or something?

Don't act like nobody knows you're here.

*There's something that sounds like grumbling/garbled static as you catch the glint of pink and yellow lenses before hearing the sound of tiny feet rush off back to behind the stage*

*As Tenna stands on stage in the spot light, he can see the crowd before him. How did these many people get into the theater with it him noticing?*

*And why do they feel so intimidating?*

*Tenna opens her mouth, but the words catch as she seems to have forgotten her script*

*That is, before, a familiar theme song plays. Tenna's one they haven't heard in a long time.*

*Right on cue, Tenna's able to snap right into the intro*

[[IT IS NOW TIME FOR OUR FEATURE PRESENTATION!]]

F 3ECHUR!

*A voice from behind the curtain echos. Tenna's breath hitches for a moment but the show must go on*

[[COMING STRAIGHT FROM YOUR HOUSE!]]

C0 MING [Straight] FROM YOUR [[House]]!

[[COMING!]

H 3'S [The One]

[[COMING!!]]

THE [King] 0f [[Only-]]!

*Tenna gets fully into it now, he barely notices someone has joined him on stage*

[[HE'S GROOVY, AND NEVER GLOOBY!]]

U CAN'T GET THIS FR0;M AN [egg]!

[[THE SENSATION OF YOUR SCREEN]]

THe SH0W THAT MAKE'S U [[Scream]]!

[[SAY IT WITH HIM FOLKS!]]

*Tenna points down at their shorter partner of the stage. They're taken a back at the puppet they see, yet not out of fear at the strange creature they see, no.*

*No, because this time he sees something all too familiar. Something he can't possibly deny in this moment...*

S SPAMTON AND [Tenna's] T V T11IIIMME!!

*His little mailman.*

[canis-carnifex]

A being made of shadow. It materializes only when no one is looking at it. Its touch is cold, yet somehow comforting. You’ve never seen it - it disappears every time you try to sneak a glance at it - but it protects you. When it is with you, you notice your shadow move in strange ways, but no harm can come to you when it walks beside you.

Lying down at night, in the darkness, you can feel its chilly embrace. A long tail winding around your legs, a narrow snout nuzzling into the back of your neck. You close your eyes and feel it wrap you up in its limbs. It says nothing. You are not sure if it can speak.

Though it is not an angel, it seems to have made itself your guardian. You don’t know what it wants. You know only that it is yours.

[galaxicalsart]

Nightbreak Shade, old OC turned “background character” turned secondary character of RFtA

[art/character belongs to me]

[hollowsoil]

Belous, standing in the rain!!

Belous, my sweet baby, standing in the rain.. ☹️ A drawing I did of my sweet boy, Belous!! A scene from a recent roleplay I was doing! He got shot.. and his chrome basically stolen.. but he's totally fine (totally)